(1405) Velma and Baldwin

**Velma** · May 31st, 2014 04:45 PM

Noticing the Nosferatu’s greeting Velma nodded politely, returning the compliment.
”I don’t mind, Sir Baldwin.” Her smile remained fixed in her lips.

The fact that the knight had decided to return her subtle jab with an innocuous question made the Daeva grin internally.
”I’m fine Sir Baldwin, it’s kind of you to ask.” There is a small pause.

”I guess I can say I feel safe as well…” Her tone was in no way offensive, just a light and playful chuckle to ease the mood.

”I trust you have been welcomed by most in our domain? I would like to extend you mine as well...” Her eyebrow lifts just slightly waiting for the Knight's reaction.

May 31st, 2014 05:09 PM

Baldwin smiled, giving him an excuse to clench his teeth slightly at the oppression of the Beast before him that provoked a coward's urge to flee within his soul. No, he would go nowhere. His Beast would weather this monster, even as he would...

Weather wasn't a good word to use when it came to speaking with Velma Star. He was not so old that ignoring such beauty was possible, although acknowledgment of it made him mostly wary.

"Thank you, Madame Star," he replied politely, the formula being followed to keep the Beast tightly on its leash. Whether it was to the welcome or the suggestion of her feeling of safety was unclear. This place had to be about as safe as it got, even with Baldwin's hands tied by the Laws. But that was how His Grace wished it to be - it was the responsibility of His Officers to protect His Elysia.

"I have found the Kindred of this Domain most welcoming, although as you might expect, my first Duty is to connect with the First Estate. I have not yet had the opportunity to meet most of His Grace's Officers as of yet." He leaned in just a bit, looking play-conspiratorially over the Kindred in the room for a moment. "So, who might you recommend I should speak with first?"

He was curious if she would catch the test, the Danse in full swing.

**Velma** · May 31st, 2014 07:00 PM

Keeping her eyebrow lifted the Succubus smiled again.

”Yes, you have made it abundantly clear…” Velma discreetly turns her index finger around to the conglomerate of kindred orbiting Daniella Sage.

The message in the underlines was clear: Court is as much about see as it is about being seen… and being seen alongside others.

”The person you need to get into contact with is the gentleman in that corner over there…” Velma’s head turns to look to Dillon Connery . If she catches his eye she will nod respectfully and offer the Priscus of the Gangrel a pleasant and welcoming smile.

Then as if anticipating the Knight’s moves she lowers her hand in a motion that told him to halt.

”Not the one in tattoos, or the other one, the late comer, my cousin… those are just decoration.” The curse of her bloodline somehow begun showing in the casual disregard she showed for her cousin and for the Lord she had previously met, Edwin.

”I mean the one with the powerful beast… Reeve Connery.” The Ravager’s head nodded as if approving of her own words.

”Just don’t go there now in case you want to be mistaken for decoration…” The Succubus covers her lips with the tip of her delicate fingers as if she was sharing something that shouldn’t be shared.

”…besides, having you here alongside me we can both decorate one another.” Velma chances a look with her piercing blue eyes into the Nasferatu's soul.

“Tempting, no?”

May 31st, 2014 09:31 PM

Baldwin did not, in fact, make any move toward the Reeve. He simply glanced at the hand for a moment, before his eyes snapped back to hers. "Reeve Connery," he tasted the name slowly, as if committing it to memory. Her antics brought a slight smile to his face. "Yes, I think I shall make an appointment to speak with him when he is not quite so busy. My thanks, Madame Star."

Sir Baldwin, for his part, did not gaze directly back into Velma's eyes. One did not look another Kindred in the eye, so said the Order'straining. There was never a reason to risk the Lord's Words or the Fear, and there was no guarantee that a Daeva couldn't have those things. Bloodlines and discipline trading existed. He was peering just slightly north of between her eyes, that place where it was still obvious that one was paying attention, paying respect.

The Nosferatu's Curse, however, still spread out from him, a lunatic gaze that promised violence, even beneath the Invictus politesse stretched over it like a tight shirt over a fat man.

"We would certainly be well-decorated, would we not?" A slight twinkle in those eyes, as he played on the words. The sparring was enjoyable in these Knightly nights. "It is a pleasure to see you again, Madame Star. Did you enjoy Mister Thorne's event?"

**Velma** · Jun 2nd, 2014 06:04 PM

”An appointment?!” The Succubus gently tips her head from one side to the other.

”Appointments make for such boring first impressions…” Velma’s smile widens, apparently she hadn’t yet finished all her talk about Dillon...

”…and we all need you to make a good first impression." Her voice tone lowers a bit, as if she was sharing some secret.

"I would rather you would have someone else introducing you to him and maybe expedite the process of having him noticing you as a possible aide.” The Ravager allowed the words to float for a moment.

Having a knight in the Reeve’s office would be a powerful asset for the Invictus. Having a Knight in the Reeve’s office who owed her would be a powerful asset for Velma.

Jun 3rd, 2014 12:20 PM

Baldwin's Beast flared slightly. He was not a touchy fellow - but his Beast was. Every Beast was; as sure as the sun would rise in the morning, the Beast Within was unforgiving, hateful and violent. One interpretation of her words was that he was incapable of making a good impression on his own. Of course he could. The Beast locked onto that possibility and hated.

Yet Sir Baldwin knew better. He wrestled the fledgling monster in his breast into line with a silent exercise of composed will. Of course she wanted to help him do this. It was not a question of if he could do it himself. It was about furthering the interests of the First Estate in Sacramento, and Sir Baldwin always furthered the interests of the First Estate.

So it was sworn. Where the Oath was concerned, he brooked no compromise. Assisting the Reeve was secondary to protecting the Invictus, but where the Invictus and the Domain could be defended all at once, there was no harm in such a course of action.

"Madame Priscus, are you suggesting that you might be willing to do such a thing at the appropriate time?" It was conspiratorial, like he was sharing in the secret. He smiled knowingly.

**Asa** · Jun 4th, 2014 01:07 PM

Continued from here...

Asa approached with a small Asian woman, slowing to make sure he wasn't interrupting before moving closer.

"Good evening. Is this a private conversation?"

He smiled.

They could, after all, be discussing how best to Diablerize the Prince.

**Velma** · Jun 4th, 2014 02:40 PM

Velma was about to answer the Knight’s question when she notices the unmistakable shape of Asa Clarke approaching.
It was as if the lights in the room became brighter around him, the king of the hill demanded attention by mere presence alone, so Velma decided to keep the answer to herself even if the large smile she was sporting on her face pointed out to the obvious answer…

”Your Grace, what a pleasant surprise.” Velma offers an elegant and respectful curtsy.
When her eyes fall into the Asian kindred her beast bounces in its cage trying to force an expeditious retreat, hurrying away from the stronger predator.

As soon as she asserts control a million questions begin forming in the Ravager’s mind. She manages not to remain lost in thought but somehow she remained wary.
”A private conversation? No not at all Your Grace, we were discussing how appointments make for such boring first impressions…” There is a small grin expanding in the corner of her mouth.

Jun 4th, 2014 03:39 PM

Baldwin's head turned at the arrival of the Prince. Whose head wouldn't? The man was so there. That didn't stop him from noticing the smile on Velma Star's face, glowing away at Asa Clarke. He wasn't surprised. He did remember who it was that sponsored Velma Star's entry. It raised his estimation of her. The Priscus of Succubi was well-connected.

The unknown Kindred's Beast crashed against the Menace, the Haunt's eyes flicking to her momentarily before settling on His Grace. He bowed to the Prince. "Good evening, Your Grace," Sir Baldwin said in salute, a small smile crossing his features momentarily that was mostly washed out by the tension that constantly washed off him like so many waves. He nodded to Velma's summary of their discussion, and did not fail to note her familiarity. "Indeed. I hope you are is well this evening?"

He did not fail to nod to the other woman and say, "Good evening, madame." If she was with His Grace, she was worthy of note for certain.

**Yog-Sothoth** · Jun 5th, 2014 12:43 AM

Yuki's attitude was friendly and she seemed to glide along behind the Prince. When he stopped and addressed the two younger kyūketsuki, she felt her oni stir again within her. He wanted to break them, split open their bones and lick the marrow, which horrified her when she found herself agreeing with it, just for a second, just how tasty that might be.

Reigning in her yokai she looked over the two addressed by the Prince. Unless things have changed more than she realized in the last few years the Sir Baldwin her escort mentioned was the male kyūketsuki, Yuki didn't think even California had changed that much amongst her kind for him to have been talking about the woman present...not yet at any rate.

The diminutive woman tensed as Sir Baldwin addressed her as Madame and all the friendliness vacated her features, replaced by a tightness that was impossible for her to mask completely. Looking up at him she seemed to instead be towering down over him as she took several steps closer. Her breath was as chill and emotionless as an arctic cold front as she spoke, "Lady," she paused to let the word sink in before continuing, "Lady Knight Saito of the most honorable order of the thorned wreath to be precise, my Sir Baldwin," she finished returning tit for tat.

"I haven't been called Madame since likely before your sire was born," Yuki continued in a calm and collected if frostily response.

She wasn't entirely sure this was correct, but judging from how weak the man's beast was she didn't see it as a stretch in indicating how upset she was with his slip of the tongue. She stood unmoving and unblinking; looking at him in a way that it was clear she was expecting some form of apology. Seppuku perhaps? However, she still allowed the man some measure of respect to come to that conclusion on his own that an apology was required because he was a Knight after all and knights did present a united front in public.

(1405) Velma and Baldwin

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