(1508) Eternal Court XXXVII

[West]

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This is a great place to get Acknowledged

The Nox Populi Nightclub.

In the heart of downtown Sacramento there is a place of intrigue, excitement and entertainment. The modern flare of this venue is host to exclusive parties. The seduction of this establishment may take you away as you drink, dance and socialize. There are private services available upon request. The best DJ’s in town are in line to play a wide variety of music. Some of you may dine…as long as you have your VIP pass.

As Kindred arrive at Nox, they are discreetly met and led to the back of the club; some may recognize the area leading to rear stairs upward. The space downstairs is decorated in dark, rich woods and expensive furniture. There's a coat room that will also hold one's 'unmentionables'; namely, weapons, at the foot of the stairs. There are also private areas, dark, and furnished with soft couches, as well as meeting rooms with conference tables and chairs, and an area with several televisions. The Court area is decorated with long black and purple silken drapes cascading from floor to ceiling. Draped in elegant bunches and gathered into valances across door frames and between supporting pillars; the lighting is intentionally low, and the dull throb of music upstairs creates a low, rumbling pulse.

The common area circles the Court proper, and it becomes apparent that this is not decorated for a single evening. Small symbols note areas for Kindred only that branch off of the Commons, which will be necessary once those Kine privileged enough to see behind the Masquerade filter in: ghouls, herd members, or even devotees.

Another evening; another Danse. For some it will their first, for some it shall be their last. After all, this is the Prince's Elysium, and subject to the Laws of the Domain.

Eternal Court is open once more...

[Martha Villiers]

To those who haven't met her before, tiny Martha appears quite Mortal, if a little pale and petite.

For any who see her, Martha is neatly attired in an English style school uniform: a neat straw boater, a black blazer... a pair of scholarly... Yes, she'd admit it..."Hipster" style... Spectacles are perched daintily on the end of her nose, she wears a short gymslip which shows her single leg to mid thigh. Her raven black hair is tied into two very long twin tails, each tied with a scarlet ribbon bow.

A swift glance would reveal that she's wearing a metal C-leg, which probably extends high up her left thigh.

She wears a white knee sock on her flesh leg and carefully polished black Oxford pattern shoes, a crisp white blouse is obvious where the Edwardian style gymslip reveals it, as is her red necktie tucked neatly into her gymslip. Martha also wears a useful looking school satchel. Though smelling of minty toothpaste and lemons, she's shunned more obvious cosmetics.

She emits no Beast.

Her petite presence, however, exudes an almost tangible sweetness and innocence.

Making use of a simple metal walking cane, tiny Martha is limping and strolling around the Court. With cell 'phone in hand, she's diligently and eagerly checking the various CCTV fixtures, fire appliances and fire protection systems for signs of failure or assessing the need for replenishment...

[Violet]

Her first court in Sacramento. Diana had no idea what to wear. After deliberating over the scant few options she had for an event like this, she'd finally decided on a white dress evocative of the greeks. She herself was not Greek, but the style had always appealed to her. It was one sleeve, decorated with intricate beading, and was flowy. Anyone with a keen eye would be able to spot she'd probably picked it up at a bridal/prom store, and certainly nowhere designer. Still, it would have to do.

Her hair was the same wild pastel rainbow mane it always was, carefully styled into loose curls. The makeup on her face today was subtle, her bright pink lipstick temporarily eschewed for a softer pastel.

Walking up to Nox, she kept an eye out for any familiar faces. She'd only met three people so far so she wasn't sure how likely it was.

Descending into the now mildly familiar court area, she spotted Martha. She walked over to the Shadow, her dress flowing behind her as she went. She was thankful that she had mask of tranquility up, so that her reaction to her could be more or less normal. She approaches her from the front, so she doesn't get startled. She puts a big smile on her face and greets Martha warmly. "Hey! I'm glad you're the first person I ran into here. How are you doing tonight?"

[Martha Villiers]

The swish of cloth and trip tap of heels sounded. Martha looked up from tapping in notes onto her 'phone to the source of the noise. Wide eyed, she studied Diana's shoes and the outline of Diana's legs through the lace of the gown and smiled.

Clearly delighted to see the Rainbow Lady she hobbles and skips over to greet her.

Gripping tightly at her metal cane, she almost stumbled on her way over to greet Diana. Her C-leg stalled and somehow froze mid stride. Causing her to stumble and limp even more badly. Blinking, she bit at her bottom lip and stared long and hard at Diana's feet... Imagining... Well, it's hard to imagine the ugliness Martha's inner Beast had forced to mind...

Limping closer, her minty aroma obvious as she approaches, her arms outstretched, Martha embraced Diana in a friendly greeting;

"Goodness, Miss! Hope simply splendid you look this evening! Such a fine gown! How have you been? Are you settling in well, Miss!" she enthuses. Wide eyed, Martha studied Diana for signs of ill health. Pale and trembling, she was fighting control of her Beast and, to judge by the bashful way she held herself, suddenly under the thrall of Diana's captivating eyes and presence.

[Violet]

Diana moves quickly to try to catch Martha, but she rights herself in time. She takes pause as Martha stares at her feet, wondering if she'd misjudged her based on their previous meeting. Maybe she is more than meets the eye, and Diana should take more caution. Her perma-smile fades as she considers the implications.

Then, it is too late to wonder anymore because Villers is already halfway into giving her a hug. She gives her head a quick shake and beams again. "I've been doing pretty well. I'm acknowledged now, so that's new I guess! So, settling in a bit, I guess." she replies.

Diana notices Martha looking her up and down, but the Daeva is used to that kind of attention. For her part, Martha will notice that aside from the change in attire, Diana looks much the same as she did the first time they met.

Diana notices her shaking. "Hey, are you alright? Why don't we go take a seat or something?" she asks, appearing to be genuinely concerned.

[Violet]

Diana turns around after she hears a soft sound. Behind her is a man who, like Martha, appears as normal human. Diana knows better though, he looks pale and he would not be here if he was truly mundane. He nods at her and Martha, and seems mysterious.

I'd better try to talk to him. I need all the connections I can get.

She looks after him as he passes by and thinks for a moment on what to say. She has to be quick or he'll be gone. Slightly louder than she'd like, she calls after him, "I don't think there is anyone else here yet. Hello, though. I'm Diana Barnes, recently arrived!"

She smiles at the newcomer and tries to look confident, however she is nervous and grinding her foot into the ground. It doesn't make much of a sound, but if David is paying attention he'll notice the tic.

[Martha Villiers]

Martha holds onto Diana with care and attention, delighted that the lady came to her aid.

"Golly! Thank you!" she chirps merrily, keen to make sincere eye contact with Diana as she's helped towards a seat. Holding Diana's hand, she limps along, dragging her C-Leg behind her as if it's made of solid iron rather than its actual hi-tech light weight alloys, "Goodness, thank you, I shall be right as rain soon!" she giggles merrily.

Still holding Diana's hand, she smiles sweetly to David and nods a respectful greeting. She tried a small curtsy too, he is Priscus and Grand Wyrm.

Swiftly whispering information to Diana, Martha is keen to help her new friend. Minty and cheery, she whispers softly; "Miss, that is Mr David Regan. He's very important. He's the Grand Wyrm of the local Ordo Dracul and the Mekhet Priscus. He's very clever..." she smiled and nodded to Diana and trembled once more, as she offers David another nod before holding Diana just a little closer.