Karaoke and Vampires

[Alessandra]

Texts and calls had been made, the night out to the karaoke bar was set. It was a place called The Blue Cue, which promised karaoke on Fridays as well as many pool tables. So they had the best of both worlds, for those who didn’t want to sing, they could try a hand at pool and vice versa.

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Through the door and up some stairs, one found the club was true to its name. The pool tables were in a rich shade of blue, as well as hints of the color in lights and chairs. There was a bar along one wall, as well as an outdoor area should one want fresh air and less noise.

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Outside the bar is where they’ll find Ale, waiting. She’s wearing a sheer, three quarter length shirt, tattoos on display, over black leather pants. Her usual steel toed boots were her feet, and her skin had a healthy glow to it.

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[Robert Cross]

Knowing they'd be out for a long night among the Kine, and not wanting the Beast to rattle the bars of its cage throughout, Cross had insisted that he and Alice take the time to hunt before meeting Alessandra at the bar. Neither of them took very long, another sign that Alice was continuing to adapt to her new reality.

  Feeding Roll, 2 Suxx

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2016-10-03 19:04:40		Robert Cross rolls 4 to Feeding Roll: Str3 + Sub1 (10 Again)		9, 10, 5, 6, 7		2 successes

As they walk up to the place Ale had found for them, Cross casually drapes an arm over the Blind Doll's shoulders, blood coursing through his veins, heart pumping, chest rising and falling with breath. It's not very often that he Fakes Life like this and the feeling is weird, though not unpleasant. Especially with her by his side. The gesture reminds him of a previous night, one when they'd nearly wound up in the back of a police cruiser, though in the end they'd only had to fend off rats and wade through a tide of human filth. No big deal.

"So what do you plan on singing?" he asks casually as they stroll toward the entrance to the bar. Cross himself isn't too thrilled about the whole karaoke part of this excursion. He's not much of a performer. But the chance to see Alice cut loose almost makes up for it. That and the prospect of shooting some pool.

Spotting Ale, Cross gives her a nod and a smile. He's dressed in his black suit as usual, white dress shirt open at the throat, but somehow he looks more relaxed, more at ease. Maybe it's the blush? Who knows.

"Ale, how are you? Ready to lose at pool?" He asks, playfully even.

[Alice Hart]

Hunting on a timeline had the Doll forgoing her awkwardly natural approach, instead she stalked some fool to bash him over the head, and nom on him when he was dazed. It was crude. But it worked. And it left her plenty to work with to infuse blood into dead-doll-flesh, simulating life.

When Robert's arm finds it's way over her shoulders the Doll smiles as she leans into the Burned Man. Remembering the same memory as Robert had, the first time he drew her close. Even if it was only part of a ruse.

"I...have no clue." Alice admit, "I didn't really plan that far ahead." which seemed contradictory, but with fretting over her outfit for the evening, and the thought of Robert 'teaching' her to play pool. Him holding her close as she stretched above the pool-table, his hand on hers showing her just where she needed to hold the cue stick....the thought of her singing had flown out the window.

To cool her certainly flushed face, she readjusts her purple-framed sunglasses and turns her attention to the noise rising up around them. "Ale! Hi!" a too-wide smile makes it's appearance. "Is Emma here yet?"

  Feeding Roll 3 suxx

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2016-10-03 19:34:01		Alice Hart rolls 4 to Feeding Roll (Str2 + Sub2 ) (10 Again)		3, 9, 8, 10, 6		3 successes

[Emma French]

Emma put on a red peasant shirt over black jeans and her black boots. She pulled her hair into a ponytail and headed out to her jeep. Before walking down to the bar she pushed blood through her system. Her fingers and toes tingled as the warmth flooded through her.

In front of the bar stood Ale, Robert and Alice. Crap, was she late? She sped up her step a bit. As she approached her beast began to pull and tug. That was the last thing she needed before a night out with kine all around. She took a few deep breaths to help remind herself where she was and beast settled quickly. "Hi, umm Ale, Robert, Alice. Sorry if I held you folks up." She took in what they were each wearing. Good she wasn't way under dressed.

[Emma French]

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[Alessandra]

Dark eyes look to the voice, the right corner of her mouth pulling upwards,

“Ready to lose? Never ready for that, but I really suck at pool, so meh.” She says back, adding a little playfulness to her voice.

A warm smile appears, though Alice can’t see it,

“Alice! Good to see you, love the shirt.” She hoped her voice would carry the smile on her lips.

Her Beast then raised its head, hackles raised as Emma, and her Beast approached. The challenge was there, and her Beast wanted nothing more than to prove its strength, but Ale has control, and instead of claws, a smile appears,

“Speak of the devil, here she is.” Replies the Savage, “Good to see you Emma, settling back in nicely?” she asks her cousin.

And then her Beast was on alert again, but this time? This time it was fear it felt as it paced uncomfortably in its cage, whining at Ale to run. But it wouldn’t get its way, the Italian instead grins at the enticing Daeva,

“Vivian! So glad you could make it! It’s been too long.” She greets as the red heads outfit was taken in, it was easy to tell where the attention would be this evening. Which was good with her. “Love the outfit, gonna have to fight the guys off with a stick.” She adds with a wink.

“Oh! Yeah. Vivian, this is a cousin of mine, Emma, recently got back in town, and this is Alice and Robert.” did being the one to do intro's still fall to her outside the Invictus? She wasn't sure, but might as well error on the side of caution.

[Robert Cross]

Maybe it's their growing familiarity with one another, but it's not until she greets them that Cross really feels the burden of Alessandra's beast. It's a weird thing, feeling his heart start to race. He'd almost forgotten what it's like. He takes a beat to keep himself under control.

"Well, we'll see. Anybody can get lucky," he replies, humor still evident in his tone. Before he can continue, though, Emma turns up, and the whole process begins again: his beast raging in fear and anguish, his artificially stimulated physiological responses going haywire, a moment taken to regain composure.

"Evening, Emma. Good to see you again," he says with a smile. It seems the Burned Man has decided to be his most personable this evening. Until his features cloud over, his eyes narrowing, only for a second, because another, even more potent Beast has arrived. Vivian.

Thankfully, Alessandra's introductions give Cross time enough to force his Beast to settle itself. He returns Vivian's greeting as cordially as he can: "I don't think we have, strangely enough," he says with a crooked grin. "I'm Robert, Robert Cross. Pleasure to meet you."

"Should we head in?" he adds, eyes moving from one beautiful woman to another, keenly aware that he's the odd one out when it comes to looks.

Not that he's complaining.

[Alice Hart]

The equal that was the Italian beauty was becoming more and more familiar. The Wraith had her measure, only tightening it's frozen coils before settling once more. "Thanks. I'd say the same of whatever you've chosen but...well! I'm sure it's wonderful."

Rearing to life when Emma's small hesitant voice sounds. A sneer stretches across Alice's face, ice thickening, the Wraith hissing in contempt for this interloper. Control, forces the sneer away, and the Wraith to bed. "No, you're not late, we all just got here."

Then, for the first time tonight, the Wraith isn't dismissive or contemptuous, but terrified. Coiling tighter and tighter, begging for Alice to run - Vivian. It's just Vivian. With effort the Wraith is placed back behind cold iron bar. Alice smiles a too wide, too fake smile at the Daeva, "Vivian. Hello." When had Vivian become such a monster?

"Yes, lets. It would be weird if we spent all of tonight at the doors and not in the bar." Anticipation, and not the Wraith coils within as she tugs at the Burned Man, trying to drag him into the club.

[Emma French]

Emma smiled and gave a brief nod to Robert. To Ale, "I'm settling in quite well." To Alice, "Thank you, that is so kind of you..." Before she could finish her thought Vivian arrived.

Emma thought she had the beast under lock and key deep in her. At the sound of Vivian's voice the roar in her ears grew loud. Attack her, now you piece of shit! Feed, feed deep on her blood. It will make you feel so much stronger. Beasts voice crooned in her head. Get her before she messes with your mind. Emma took a few quick breaths to remind herself where she was. Then she did multiplications tables until she felt a calm spread through her and beast was back in its place.

Oh great, Emma thought, I am the ugly duckling here. Emma reached out a hand to Vivian, "Hi, I'm Dr. Emma French." Realizing how formal that sounded she added, "Call me Emma."