Table Manners

[Michael Redfill]

Wod.Infant

Earlier this night Mike sent a message to the Harpy:

I've found the perfect place at *address* for that visit. It's a pub so it will be best if you don't wear anything too fancy. I certainly won't. See you at midnight - MR

Michael's choice of establishment for inviting Velma to Florin is both a test and a demonstration. Florin isn't the best of neighbourhoods: something for him to try and fix. Sure, one man cannot make one fifth of the Domain for the better of mankind. What he can do is make sure that it's more habitable for law-abiding Kindred who have sworn allegiance to His Majesty. Really, nobody likes a Regency where there are more poachers than watering holes.

What an expression: "watering hole". It perfectly fits this place: dim lights, low ceilings, bad music and an endless stream of alcohol. Tonight it's a mixture of tech students and workers: both companies drinking like there is no tomorrow and shooting an occasional insult at each other. A lot of men, a lot of testosterone and hormones, and the girls who actually like such a crowd are even more rowdy than the boys. In a few hours drinking from one of these is a certain way to get smashed.

Michael sits in a corner, a shot of vodka and a pint of beer before him: something that Andrey taught him back in the day. You want to get drunk and don't care about the hangover? Just mix beer with vodka and you are all set! The doctor doesn't look like an academic tonight, more like a relaxing engineer or something: dark blue jeans, leather, jacket, somewhat messy haircut. His gaze wanders casually across the female part of the crowd but he doesn't make a move. Not yet.

It's great that Kindred don't get hangovers.

[Velma]

Pub, right?

Not wearing anything too fancy?

It was like asking a five year old on a sugar rush to stay quiet for half an hour.

Besides Velma had that bad habit of being a rogue…

Michael was inside the place already, probably wondering if Velma would arrive or not until he started to hear THAT noise. Velma’s beautiful red Ferrari, that luscious piece of art turned automobile. As the Succubus parks it at the entrance she makes sure heads turn. And then she makes sure they stay turned.

  Awe everyone in vicinity: 2 suxx

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-09-29 16:53:05		Velma Star rolls 9 to Awe: Pre + Exp + Maj - 4 (affect everyone) (10 Again)		9, 2, 5, 6, 4, 5, 2, 4, 8		2 successes

Tonight Velma was wearing a beautiful orange dress, a short short skirt, tall tall heels and the grey blue hypnotizing eyes were scanning the bar, almost as if daring which one of the slightly drunk young adults would approach her.

When her eyes set on Michael she smiled, the smile of a Fox who knew she had done exactly what wasn’t expected of her…

Beautiful long alabaster legs cut the darkness of the watering hole with a brightness of her own and they approach the Savage's table.

”Ahhh, Michael!” So much for inconspicuousness...

[Michael Redfill]

Wod.Infant . Sorry for leaving you hanging, was a bit sick

When Michael hears the sound, he knows it. After all, he himself drives something similar. It's a sports car. And then they arrive: both the vehicle and its owner. And the both are clearly do not belong here.

The Gangrel tries to conceal his amusement by rubbing his forehead but gives up because hiding his gring would require a double-hand facepalm. Instead he booms with hearty laughter adding even more to their failure at being inconspicous. It is just too ridiculous.

After some twenty seconds, Mike wipes away the tears and motions to the chair opposite him with a slightly quivering hand:

"I'm sorry, it's just that... Let's just say that you know how to suprise a guy. Playing truth or dare would be pointless with you, wouldn't it? You'd just always pick dare", - he shows a row of white even teeth. They get that way when you only drink blood and your body absorbs it completely.

[Velma]

Velma smiles and chuckles heartily at Michael.

”Only when the truth is too embarrassing…” The chuckle turns into a grin and Velma rests her sinful body at the empty chair across Michael’s.

”Sooo?” Velma looks around taking a good measure of the place.

She makes an awful face.

”You weren’t joking when you said not to bring something too fancy.” The Harpy raises her shoulders clearly still enjoying the entire game.

[Matamune]

By the power vested in me by the other STs I'll be controlling the environment in this thread unless things grow too hot and someone takes over.

To say that Velma's entrance draws attention is saying that the flames of hell are lukewarm. The car gets appreciative whistles and already some of the students are filing out to look and, if they dare, touch. An honest to god Ferrari in this hole! Can you believe it? If there was such a thing as Florin Twitter, her car would be trending by now.

But the car is nothing compared to the Daeva herself. Walking into a testosterone-filled place like this dressed like that has sent male hormones through the roof. And her little trick with Awe has made the few of the less restrained patrons practically slaver.

A nearby group of working men is especially agitated. The alpha guy shoves some of the more eager guys out of the way and walks up to Velma and Redfill's table. He is big, rugged and confident. And smells of sweat, hard work and his fair share of beer:

"Hey, doll, why don't you drop this wimp and come sit with real men?"

[Michael Redfill]

Having regained his composure, Michael still can't help but grin at her little theatrical display:

"Oh, I never joke about dress-code. Feelings, dreams, culture, religion - sure. Looking good? Never".

This is when the gorrilla shows up to illustrate his point and rattle the already annoyed Beast quite a bit. Sure, he's not Kindred but since the wolf cannot challenge Velma, it tries to latch onto the distraction. He keeps it at bay:

"And you think you can handle her, mate?" - the Regent looks to Velma then.

This is a test, after all.

Let's see how well she wears these clothes.

[Velma]

”I see!” Velma chuckles as Redfill explains his motto about looking good.

The Succubus notices the man approaching them and how he seemed to be all about starting a fight to maybe prove his physical superiority over someone else he believed to be his lesser...

The alcoholic drinks were also a factor to consider.

There was a raised eyebrow as the Regent redirected the giant of a man her way. He got to be joking me, right?

Somehow the Regent doubted she couldn’t do good with these mortals? Or? Was there something else? Well, maybe it was Velma’s turn to be a rebel. Michael was probably used to the usual tricks of a Daeva… but Velma Star was no ordinary Daeva, she was a Ravager and what do Ravager’s do best?

  Sweeten Sin: 4 suxx -1 blood

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-10-08 18:35:19		Velma Star rolls 10 to Sweeten Sin: Man + Emp + Perf (10 Again)		3, 9, 4, 1, 2, 10, 4, 10, 8, 3, 1, 7		4 successes

”I think that might be a dare.” The Daeva says to the large man that had addressed her. Her words are laced with the honey of her voice and the blood of her supernatural power. Her finger points back to Michael so that the man could better pin point the source of his frustration.

After that there was only a shrug, the movement of shoulders moving upwards and downwards.

[Matamune]

What Kindred often forget is that Kine aren't as toothless as the Vampires would like to think. SUre, they don't have what feels like a separate malevolent presence inside, making them fall into a blood-filled uncontrollable haze. But Kine are animals nevertheless. Velma's Beast sings inside her, whispering promises of power, conquest, domination and pleasure through her fairly neutral words. Some of this bounce off the man but others strike a cord. He will show the girl who is stronger and then, then...

His thoughts don't really go that far, focusing on the man in front of him instead. Just an ordinary boring guy, way too bland for someone this gorgeous. He points to the door:

"I'm Bill. Outside, alone, now, if you are man enough".

On the way out he motions to his group to stay where they are. This is a fight to determine the alpha for the girl, not for them.

Behind the counter, the middle-aged barkeep relaxes a bit. As long as it is done outside, he doesn't care what the hell happens.

[Michael Redfill]

Michael takes a long, evaluating look at Velma before sighing:

"Well, you started this. Might as well go watch", - as the Gangrel stands up, he uses the pause to force some of his Vitae into the dead muscles, pumping them with power. After all, their entire bodies are mostly composed of animated, almost aware blood. If David is to be believed, then the Vitae is a repository of memories and also the place where the Kindred's consciousness now resides. A fascinating hypothesis but something that isn't really relevant now.

Michael activates Vigor. -1 Vitae

Michael follows the big guy as Bill walks out the door, looks around and picks an alley a couple dozen feet away from the prying eyes. Some of the students want to follow him but the big guy tells them to fuck off. His conquest won't be shared with those pipsqueaks.

After making sure that no one is around, Bill brings his fists up.

  Michael's Init 6

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-10-11 01:01:14		Michael Redfill rolls 1 to Initiative + 5		1		failure

  Bill's Init is 8

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-10-11 01:03:45		Bill rolls 1 to Init + 4		4		failure

We are now in a secluded alley with spectators scared away for now. Wod.Infant , roll Init if you follow Mike and Bill outside

[Velma]

  Init: 14

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-10-11 19:09:43		Velma Star rolls 1 die for initiative		6

Velma follows Michael outside… she crosses both her arms wondering just how fast was he going to knockout the large man.

Now, who is testing who?

Might as well enjoy this while we are at it!

The Succubus even takes her time to smile to the Savage and shooting him a good luck wink.

Soon if everything went according to plan they would both feed.

"I'm starving Michael, you should hurry this up..."

Velma doubles her defense - 4DEF