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  1. #1
    Yumyumcrow's Avatar
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    Campanella

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    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.


    However the Kindred arrive they are discreetly met and led to the back of the club. 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 red 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 even with the gentle pulse of music from above, the place has the feel of a sepulchre.


    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.


    Someone had been experimenting again. A number of rich rugs and cushions have been arranged at the heart of the Court Commons, evoking laid back intimacy that clashes with the Elysium's dim emptiness. There is even a baroque hookah. Continuing the theme, a number of arabesque censors emit a pleasant musk scent.


    Eternal Court is open once more...


    Please remember that Predator's Taint is in effect and role-play is expected, or rolls will be asked for!


    This is a great place to get Acknowledged

  2. #2
    Alice Hart's Avatar
    Presence
    (Disquieting)
    Mask of Tranquility
    Striking Looks
    (Pale Wraith)
    Alice Hart

    Baddacelli
    Acolyte and Valkyrja of the Circle of the Crone
    Danger Sense ●
    Status; City ●●●, Clan ●●, Cov ●●

    Lyssa Wolfe. Ghoul

    Curse

    Past her Albinism, Alice is naught but a doll, beautiful in her impossible perfection. Taking on a inescapable sheen of artifice, both movements and manner seem, hollow and fake. She's nothing but a marionette, limbs jerking and twisting as if pulled by invisible strings.

    Marring her unnatural beauty are her eyes, or the lack of them, vacant pits of visceral horror.
    Stats

    1
    OCC
    +1
    SL
    -1
    NOS
    2
    PRE

    Another evening another Danse...

    Having been warned by Lyssa of the newest changes to Elysium's decor Alice chose something similar to her outfit from the Tournament Court. A one piece suit, trendy and modern, but was a reddish color that her ghoul breathlessly told her looked like freshly drying blood.

    Lyssa leads Alice to one of the lounging chair and Alice takes a seat. Savouring the unique scent thus change in decor that brought.
    Health: | Willpower: | Vitae: | Mimetismo 1: Certain Sounds Active

  3. #3
    Cynthia Weiss's Avatar

    Presence
    (Confident)
    Striking Looks
    (Hot Goth)
    Obfuscate
    (Mask of Tranquillity)
    New Identity
    (Elise White)
    Cynthia Weiss

    Nosferatu Curse:
    The fowl scent of toxic chemicals follow Cynthia wherever she goes. Everything from Ammonia to Sulphur seems to cling to her.

    +1
    SL
    -1
    NOS
    3
    PRE

    The heavy plod of boots on wood came from the stairs. The soft, pleasing scents in the air slowly started to started to sour as something sickening and unnatural started to intermingle with it. A figure clad in leather and spikes walked into the commons, an acid green mohawk the only splash of colour on the otherwise monochrome newcomer.

    Cynthia had arrived for another night of Court.

    She paused and studied her surroundings. "...I wonder who decorates this place every night?" She murmured mostly to herself. She spotted the familiar sight of Alice and her rather thin ghoul, the only other occupants as far as she could tell. "Good evening Senechal Hart." She with a smile. "How are things?"

  4. #4
    Alessandra's Avatar
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    (Commanding)
    Striking Looks
    (Tattooed Beauty)
    Blood Potency(+1)
    Status
    (Criminals)
    Retainer
    (Gabriel)
    First thing you will notice about Ale is the abundance of her tattoos. They go from her face all the way to her feet, and not much is left bare. The second thing? Her strong Italian accent.

    Known as Sofia De Luca

    Gabriel, Ghoul
    Cain, Hell Hound
    Alessandra Scenes
     -2 Vitae for Blush of Life and Drink, 
     
     

    +1
    SL
    4
    PRE

    Just like clockwork, it was time for another Court. This one at Nox and would probably not be as entertaining as the one Staxx provided. So with a heavy sigh, she pushes herself away from her desk and walks towards the common area.

    Though she did wonder what would happen if she decided to just stay in her office? Would anyone notice? Would it be like when Alice was in Torpor and others would question her absence? There was a shake of her head, not many would notice. She didn’t have the friends and love that Alice had. She was tasked with enforcing punishment and the Law, not many liked that.

    But, whatever. Public opinion never matter to her while she breathed, and it didn’t matter now that she was undead.

    Tonight the Reeve was casual in black dress pants and a white sheer shirt that had been shredded and tied back together. Underneath the shirt was a white bra that kept the important things covered while leaving the numerous tattoos that covered her torso, side and back exposed.

    Walking in, she stops. Dark eyes taking in the color change and smell. While not unpleasant, she could do without it. And who kept changing things?

    Thankfully, there current was no Beasts to wrestle with, a welcome change. Seeing Alice and Cynthia, she walks over.

    A bow was offered to Alice, and a nod offered to Cynthia and Lyssa. While Lyssa was only a Ghoul, she meant a great deal to Alice, and as such, was important to Ale. So she wanted to acknowledge her presence.

    “Good evening Seneschal Hart,” greets the Savage, “Miss Weiss. I hope you’re both well tonight.” She says moving to find a chair to sit in. “So I’m curious, does anyone know who keeps changing the décor in here? Not that it’s not nice and a welcome change, just wondering.” Shrug.
    Alessandra Antinori │BP 6│Strong Italian Accent

  5. #5
    V
    Vivian York

    Vivian was feeling daring tonight, almost as daring as her Beast which almost reared up until it's realization that it was Ale and not someone else.

    It was more daring that she wore a shorts like outfit decked with a long coat than it was that anything was revealing. It was the beginning of winter, and most of California was starting to pull out winter coats with the slight drop in temperature. Her simple gloves added were a little bit confused to any patrons upstairs too. High boots, shorts, long coat and gloves? Perhaps that blonde woman was completely on drugs.

    But she wasn't at all. If she was high on anything it was her unlife.

    "Good evening everyone!" The Daeva said with a spirited tone.

  6. #6
    J
    Josef

    The musk hit him along with roar of the beasts in the room, and he knew he would hate it from that second. The familiar sight of the Seneschal and lack of beast did not surprise him anymore, but the growling of the Reeves beast and the ... interestingly clad dame made him the new lord stop as he entered the room and breath in - for the first time that night. A pained smile crossing his lips for a fraction of a second, as he adjusted and calmed himself. The musk really did not make this any easier.


    Josef was dress was... Outdated, to say the least. It looked like a professors wardrobe had been robbed for a semi-formal occasion, or perhaps a thrift store with half price on anything from a decade past. In actuality, Josef quite liked this set, and had been to courts in his earlier city wearing this - and nothing that did not have to change, should change. At least that was what he told himself, as he dressed himself that evening.


    After the second it took him to get aquianted with the room he bowed his head towards the growd. “Good evening, Seneschal Hart, Madam Reeve” A pause as he eyed the two others, not recalling them from past meetings. “Ladies.” He decided with what he thought was a charming smile.

  7. #7
    Alice Hart's Avatar
    Presence
    (Disquieting)
    Mask of Tranquility
    Striking Looks
    (Pale Wraith)
    Alice Hart

    Baddacelli
    Acolyte and Valkyrja of the Circle of the Crone
    Danger Sense ●
    Status; City ●●●, Clan ●●, Cov ●●

    Lyssa Wolfe. Ghoul

    Curse

    Past her Albinism, Alice is naught but a doll, beautiful in her impossible perfection. Taking on a inescapable sheen of artifice, both movements and manner seem, hollow and fake. She's nothing but a marionette, limbs jerking and twisting as if pulled by invisible strings.

    Marring her unnatural beauty are her eyes, or the lack of them, vacant pits of visceral horror.
    Stats

    1
    OCC
    +1
    SL
    -1
    NOS
    2
    PRE

    Alice lounges but the press of the Beasts are at war with the Wraith. As ever and always. The Wraith, once bound in ice thrashes in water in both hate and fear. A moment, a minute, an eternity and the Wraith is once more leashed and Alice affixes her parody of a smile,

    "Good evening," a blanket greeting, though her head ducks as Ale approaches. "One of The Prince's ghouls keeps us guessing as to what the decor will be from night to night." Alice had finally solved that mystery when she'd heard the Prince speak to one of them after that Gallery Court. Apparent there had been something...unfavourable about the paintings.

    "How have you all been?"
    Health: | Willpower: | Vitae: | Mimetismo 1: Certain Sounds Active

  8. #8
    Cynthia Weiss's Avatar

    Presence
    (Confident)
    Striking Looks
    (Hot Goth)
    Obfuscate
    (Mask of Tranquillity)
    New Identity
    (Elise White)
    Cynthia Weiss

    Nosferatu Curse:
    The fowl scent of toxic chemicals follow Cynthia wherever she goes. Everything from Ammonia to Sulphur seems to cling to her.

    +1
    SL
    -1
    NOS
    3
    PRE

    Any peace Cynthia felt was shattered when her beast shrieked in terror. Several she had already felt in the past approached but now something else came. It took her a moment to get the monster within restrained and the mind back in control. A smile was forced on her face and she nodded. "Guten Abend Miss York, Reeve Antinori" Her expression started to relax, the Beast was wrestled to the ground again. "I'm doing well well. Thanks for asking."

    The artist paused when she came to the latest addition to the city. The smile lessened as she puzzled out his attire. Looks like something dad would wear. "Welcome to Sacramento. I'm Cynthia." She managed to eventually say. Her smile finally turned into a frown when Alice answered. "Well that solves one mystery at least." Did that mean the Prince was still around? Or where his ghouls getting desperate for attention? Questions she did not ask back in the Necropolis when she had the Dolls undivided attention.

  9. #9
    Alessandra's Avatar
    Presence
    (Commanding)
    Striking Looks
    (Tattooed Beauty)
    Blood Potency(+1)
    Status
    (Criminals)
    Retainer
    (Gabriel)
    First thing you will notice about Ale is the abundance of her tattoos. They go from her face all the way to her feet, and not much is left bare. The second thing? Her strong Italian accent.

    Known as Sofia De Luca

    Gabriel, Ghoul
    Cain, Hell Hound
    Alessandra Scenes
     -2 Vitae for Blush of Life and Drink, 
     
     

    +1
    SL
    4
    PRE

    The Reeve’s attention was pulled from the new decorations by the snarl from her Beast. Eyes snap to the challenger, but she quickly smiles instead of attacking. This was Vivian, Coterie Mate and friend, not enemy. But not according to her Beast, which didn’t like the challenge and wanted her to settle it and add a new shade of red to the walls.

    But that would just be rude and stupid.

    “Madame York, good evening to you as well! I see you’re look amazing as always,”
    greets the Savage, “I might have to steal you for an evening of shopping sometime.” It would be interesting to see what the Daeva would pick for her.

    Before she knows it, yet another powerful Beast is noticed. The snarls return as her Beasts begins to pace. This time, it wasn’t as well known as Vivians, but it was still a recognized member of the Domain. And one in good standing thus far. So once again, she puts on a smile, pushing her Beast back into it’s cage, much to its displeasure.

    His outfit was, well, she wasn’t sure. Seemed more suited for a professor than an undead. But, whatever. Fashion wasn’t important to her.

    A nod of her head, “Mr Löwenstein, wonderful to see you again. I hope you’ve been settling in well.” Or as well as someone could. Moving to a new city was always a hassle, getting a place setup that was safe and all that.

    Her attention moves back to Alice, as she nods her head in understanding, “Ah, well that explains it then. Least it’s tasteful.” A shrug. Though she does wonder what Asa had been up to these past nights. It had been sometime since he had appeared in Court. But as Prince, that was his prerogative.

    “Oh, I can’t complain, just the usual. And yourself?” the Coterie really needed to get together soon. It had been way to long.

    Nodding to Cynthia, “I would be interested to know what decided the color. Not that it really matters I suppose, just one of those things.” Or maybe they were meant to keep them guessing?
    Alessandra Antinori │BP 6│Strong Italian Accent

  10. #10
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    Warden of the Sacred Grove
    Presence
    (girl next door)
    Striking Looks
    (Wholesome)
    Mable Wood

    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    Mable arrived at court wearing a coffee colored knee-length handkerchief dress. It was darker color than people were used to seeing her wear. As she entered and saw the décor she thought perhaps she should have worn red velvet and then she could fade away in the curtains. Instead she pasted on a smile. She entered the room and watch for a few moments while beast wanted to kill and run at the same time.

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