In the Common Area, the newly Acknowledged Daeva sat reading the newspaper. He was dressed in a suit appropriate for summer. Nox was the place to hang out at night. It provided ample opportunity to meet more Kindred.
So, You're in New in Town?
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In the Common Area, the newly Acknowledged Daeva sat reading the newspaper. He was dressed in a suit appropriate for summer. Nox was the place to hang out at night. It provided ample opportunity to meet more Kindred.
Derrick stepped into Nox Populi and wondered not for the first time how people danced to this music. Though of course, he'd never had a talent for dancing. He preferred to be a bit less in the limelight anyway. Blue eyes gazing around the inside of Nox, he spotted an area with couches and decided to make his way that way.
He needn't have bothered to measure his steps, the whole place was loud enough that even if he stomped he doubt his footfalls would be heard, but it was the practice he needed. He really didn't vary his outfit too much when going out, he'd found something and stuck with it. So tonight, he wore his all-black outfit that included black boots, black slacks, a black button-up dress shirt, a black tie, and a black jacket. He moved with the grace of someone who had trained to it and confidence of someone who was alert but unworried about predation.
His eyes slid over people, taking them in. So this was Sacramento.
In the Common Area of Court, the Toreador spotted the new face. Rage consumed his every instinct. No one is here to protect him. Snap his neck and feast upon him as you rightly should. It whispered to his consciousness.
"Good evening. How are you this fine night?" he called over to the weaker Kindred.
Derrick spotted the other predator and stood still for a moment, his eyes narrowed. His Beast felt the pressure of the other one, and it set his teeth on edge. He glanced around, noting the public setting however. It wouldn't be wise for this one to attack him here. Keep your back from him and you should be fine, his other self whispered.
The Ventrue moved with confidence, even if his other self was on-edge of the stronger predator, you never show weakness to another predator. He smiled in his friendliest gesture without showing teeth.
"Oh, not so bad at all. Just checking out the locals. I'm new in town." He walked over to the other man and extended his hand.
"Derrick Stone."
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Another newcomer heads into the Elysium. Joshua's beast notices the other vampires, he looks towards the Toreador First, and his beast screams danger, danger, danger. The Beast's response to Derrick is less panicked, rival, show him who's boss! Fortunately, Joshua manages to remind himself, This is Elysium, I shall not harm others here, nor will they harm me.
So, the man, dressed in a well-made suit, all-black, heads towards his fellow kindred with a smile plastered on his face. Somehow, he seems like he's just one excuse away from gleefully committing atrocities on these two gentlemen. He makes a small bow, "Greetings, gentlemen. I am Mister Joshua Brenner. Lord of the First Estate, of the Blood of Haunts." He then raises back to full length, waiting for a response from the other two men.
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Clubs, she had learned, do not abide by her lack of shoes. Not in general. But the Nox, it seemed, did not check that she was wearing shoes, leaving her to arrive dressed in a gown that hugged her form all the way to the floor, covering her bare feet. Her hair remained loose, while distinctly large lips were painted with the most colour that could be seen on the woman.
As she wandered through the club and into a somewhat more private area, despite her own beast being hidden away beneath Mask of Tranquility she could still feel it reacting. Here a moment of entertainment, and again there... but there was one in the room that gave rise to her own Beast, making her carefully check the room before she offered a simple, polite curtsy to the three males currently present. Had she met any of these men before? She couldn't recall... how odd.
"Good evening," she greeted softly, her distinctive Irish accent clear despite how quietly she greeted the others. She would, of course, wait for acknowledgement from someone before interrupting any conversations going on. She was, after all, new.
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Hunger stabbed and clawed at her innards. Her Beast, shackled to the base of her mind, squirmed and writhed in protest. Her hunt had failed again - the lone man with his balding pate, his scruffy shirt and his brown slacks, disappearing into a taxi after leading her a merry dance through two drinking establishments. She had stood at the kerb, watching the vehicle vanish around the corner, leaving only the thick, heady, scent of his aftershave to taunt her.
She had fled for the Nox and the sanctuary of the Elysium.
Hildegarde comes bustling down the steps as a billowing mass of light skirts and jangling charms, dressed Gypsy style with the lighting granting her preternaturally pale skin an eerie cast. The Lord collapses onto a couch nearby, so totally absorbed in her own thoughts that she fails to realise -for the moment- who else is in attendance this night.
He arose to shake Derick's hand, "Mister Stone, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am..." His voice was cut off as more weak blooded Kindred stepped into Elysium, his blood boiled in hunger. Feast! It commanded him.
Taking a moment to compose himself, "My apologies," a radiant smile opened. "Mister Juan Carlos Madrazo y Garreta de Cordoba." He was accustomed to rattling off the tidal wave of Hispanic naming conventions. "For sake of ease, Mister Garreta de Cordoba." He released his grip from Stone's hand. "From what Covenant do you hail from Mister Stone?"
Ah! A Member of the First Estate. Oh no, no, no, no. He shan't bring harm to a fellow Unconquered. The Nosferatu's palpable aura of menace reminded him of Sir Baldwin. Perhaps they were related not just by Clan but also by Sire? "Hello Mister Brenner," his voice picked up volume and pleasantry, "Welcome to Sacramento. It is good to see another member of the First Estate," he extended a hand in greeting, "As you may have probably overheard, I am Mister Garreta de Cordoba of Clan Daeva."
The all-too-wide-eyed Kindred entered Elysium. Her eerie gaze and Mask briefly kept him from introduction. "Hello Miss," he said as his voice had fallen to a more quiet tone. "Do please join us."
Finally a somewhat familiar face, Hildegarde had arrived. Consume her. A moment passed before speaking as the Beast had to be repressed once more. "Hello Miss Bingen," he greeted warmly, "Come join the congregation."
Casting a glance to the vampires assembled, "For those who are new, welcome to the Domain of Sacramento. I hope all is well for you, yes?"
Penelope had not yet acquired any new clothes, and so looked just as she had at court, if not perhaps DIRTIER? She was hungry, and travel weary, and simply wanted to relax again. This club was Elysium, and so perhaps that would be where she could find such solace. She paused at the entrance to the room, bombarded by sounds which were all too familiar to who she used to be. With a tiny smirk, she skirted around the kine toward the more private area and stopped dead, turning her head away from the other kindred as if slapped in the face.
The beast within shook and screamed, tearing at every corner of her mind. So many, stronger and weaker. It was too much for her to process at once. She gasped briefly, took a steadying breath, and pulled her hood from her head to conform to basic politeness. She untucked her disheveled hair from beneath it and swept her pale gaze around to take in those assembled. It became clear very quickly that her fellow Nosferatu made up a good chunk of the kindred in the area, along with two others who were quite attractive, so probably NOT fellow Haunts.
The albino woman wandered up slowly, smiling slightly as she did. This was always awkward.
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