(1806) Fast Court

[Izayoi Goto]

Descending into Elysia is marching towards the Gates of Jigoku. Akuma, oni bay and snarl. Making her purposely thin blood freeze in fear. Upon her sleek heels she hesitates at the landing of the stairs, she steels herself against the tide. Resisting the urge to lay a hand upon her shadow wrapped daisho, it wouldn't do to reveal she carried it. Though now that she was Takeda-sama's Deputy she was allowed to carry it openly, but it was not in her nature to be so transparent in her intentions.

Wearing an indigo breast binding, underneath a sheer blouse, and black skirt, styled in the familiar lines of home, while keeping to the modern appearance of her nights.

Stepping from the stairs, she bows at the Archon ( Twist ), then towards the Reeve ( Takeda Katsumi ), who she walks towards. Braving the demons and devils and their maddening presence to meet with her master. "Takeda-sama." She give the women a proper bow, waiting for the Haunt to acknowledge her.

  Always armed

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2018-06-09 13:10:38		Izayoi Goto rolls 8 to ToS Wakizashi (Wits 4 + Larceny 3 + Obfuscate 1) (10 Again)		7, 10, 7, 10, 5, 9, 4, 2, 7, 4		3 successes
2018-06-09 13:10:26		Izayoi Goto rolls 8 to ToS Katana (Wits 4 + Larceny 3 + Obfuscate 1) (10 Again)		5, 4, 8, 2, 1, 7, 4, 8		2 successes

[Alessandra]

Yet another Court was upon them. Which meant time to mingle and be seen.

Being a social butterfly wasn’t really her thing, but the presence of the Prince was important at Court. So she reluctantly pushed herself away from the desk and it’s paperwork.

Her hands move to smooth out her black sleeveless dress, the material hugging her curves yet moving freely around her upper legs. It hit about knee length. Her hair had a slight curl to it and was shorter than it usually was, sitting just below her shoulders. Blood red lips were the only color present on her. Her numerous tattoos on display on her arms, neck and legs.

As she enters the room, she pauses at the doorway, allowing the press of those present to wash over her.

There were many new Kindred present. One had a reserved presence, and a weak Beast.

The peacock from last Court was in attendance, his Beast still weak in the presence of her own.
She was curious about that one and the many useless titles he spouted off. Worth talking to.

Twist was here, looking stunning as always in a suede skirt. Maybe she needed to take fashion advice from her Judex, add some color into her wardrobe. A smile and respectful nod was offered.

Dark eyes then settle upon her Reeve, it was good to see her at Court. With new faces, she would be important to have here. Her weak Beast bringing a snarl to her own.

Her Priscus was once again bright and colorful in something yellow. Was that…a onsie? Did people actually wear that anymore? Not that fashion was her thing, clearly it wasn’t with her mostly black wardrobe. Mables Beast was powerful, but still weak. She felt her Beast curl a lip in distaste.

And then another new face. This one with a bitter presence, athletic good looks, but still weak. Her Beast was now pacing it’s cage, demanding to be let out to tear the weak ones apart.

Lawrence was present, his own sad Beast on display. He had to be one of the few Shadows she’d come across that show their Beast. Did he not know how to conceal it? Or did he simply not care? A question for another time.

The new Daeva was back, that was good. No one had scared her off. The Savage wasn’t sure about her yet. She seemed nice enough, spoke correctly and was respectful, both good traits to have. But what was driving her? What did she seek? Maybe she should take the time and talk with the girl more one on one sometime. Her Beast was not as weak as some, but was still weak in comparssion to her own.

Her Senescahl was here, and a smile and nod was offered to her. While she was used to Vivian’s Beast, her own still growled and wanted to rend the weaker one.

And finally the aristocratic Shadow, another wild card she hadn’t gotten to know yet. Her Beast was still weak, and present.

She decides to let Twist do her thing and not interrupt. So she finds a vantage point to stand and observe those around her. Her posture was inviting if someone choose to approach.

[Aaron van Valen]

The next Kindred to arrive is Aaron van Valen. Pleased with the organization of the night club, being led down to the place that matters among a mass of hot living bodies, he was quite excited. While he was so used to having a serious attitude, he promised himself in the back of his mind to keep things fun as well. After all, he was here to get acquainted with possibly new allies.

Dressed in a black suit-like attire, wearing a white shirt with a subtle black line in the middle, finished off with casual white sneakers - he entered Eysium. His Beast was greeted by immense waves of anger. It surprised Aaron a little bit, everyone appeared to worth fighting, either because they thought they were his equals, or because they were clearly subordinate Kindred. He took one, two careful steps inside, when finally he met his superior. That one touch of fear stood out in the ocean of rage. A stunning tattooed leader of the pack - or so it seemed. There are always those few mysterious factors.

After a minute or so, he manages to control his continuum of intense emotions. A smile appears. Finally, he can clearly look at all the faces and see who actually inhabits this Domain. So. Many. Women.

I guess I'll exclusively be fucking Kine for a while.

Although there was one man, seemingly at the center of attention, whilst wearing… a cowboy hat? Aaron chooses to see how some matters evolve before he steps in and interrupts someone. It is always good to have some idea of who would be wise to talk to first, and who he can better avoid for a while.

[Twist]

Takeda Katsumi 's arrival was felt, but her Beast was a flicker of annoyance compared to the threat of the two she had originally greeted. But for Twist it was the opposite in terms of measure. Takeda was Reeve of Sacremento, the Kindred entrusted with the rules of the domain.

And then there was her curse. Which couple with the direct approach the woman took for her, almost had her taking count of her knives. But she did not. Instead she dipped her head in a nod of deference appropriate to the station she held.

"Good evening Reeve Katsumi and please, join me. I believe I was just about to receive introductions."

It was hard to miss Mable's entrance and approach, but aside from that, Twist kept her focus on the new arrivals.

Another Beast as Court began its slow build. Twist looked over the now 3rd unknown Kindred Lina Moretti , her gaze evaluating and frank. She wasn't surprised that she approached them, but what did surprise her was that of all those present it was to the devil may car man that she offered her hand. A single eyebrow raised in surprise and she gave the woman a quick once over again- she didn't dress as though she was still stuck in a time when men were inherently the highest.

The press of Beasts became a constant push against her control. Another new face. A familiar one in Vivian- the Seneschal receiving a deep nod of respect as she moved to start her own conversations.

"Welcome to Sacramento then Madam Simmons. Hopefully it is pleasure that brings you to Sacramento and not just business?" she asked, a small smile at the words. A member of the Invictus. It seemed their numbers would grow, even without active recruiting.

A smile of greeting was offered to Izayoi Goto as she appeared and joined.

Despite the press of arriving Beasts muddling into one presence, Alessandra's appearance stood out. Both for its strength and for the fact that it was Alessandra'sthe Prince's.

With ease, Twist sank into a deep curtsy toward her despite her short skirt. As Alessandra moved what would inevitably become the petitioning area, Twist straightened and turned back to her own gathering.

And then the second introduction. Another Invictus. And again Twist's eyebrow lifted upwards in surprise. Though, whether it was at his Alder title or throw away of titles as though they meant nothing was unclear.

Before she could react though, the bitter woman was pulling away. This time she did blink in surprise, glancing to Takeda to see if perhaps she was the only one seeing this. Glancing back, she saw that the woman was drifting toward Alessandra. It was understandable that one would want to speak to the Prince. And to do so early before she was inevitably crowded. But to be comfortable with that level of rudeness nonetheless... a small frown appeared briefly as she turned back to those with more manners.

"Welcome to Sacramento. I apologize for having missed meeting you until this evening," she said to John Davis .

[Takeda Katsumi]

Takeda's eyebrows rose, briefly, when the Duchess spoke her given name aloud. What had she done, she wondered, to earn such a consideration? Or perhaps the Archon merely wished to measure her prowess in another field, one the Daeva were typically more accustomed to. Regardless, it was a mystery for another night. At the moment, there were more important matters to keep in mind.

Such as "Fujita" Simmons...The woman's face told the story of crossed seas and storms of gunpowder, not the story of her Homeland, and Takeda felt a moment of scorn rise. Though, perhaps she was being unfair. After all, she knew as well as anyone what it meant to infected with undesirable blood.

As for Colonel Sanders, Takeda knew of such peacocks and, despite his impressive Beast, was confident that he would not be a difficult piece to remove, should it be necessary.

The woman approaching the Prince, however...

Takeda returned her Deputy's bow. "Good evening, Goto-dono. Please watch the woman who has so rudely approached the Prince. And, if a moment is given, please pass this letter on to Her Majesty. It is in regards to your station."

The Reeves hand dipped into a pocket of her cardigan and pulled out an envelope of fine parchment.

[Izayoi Goto]

Straightening, Izayoi nods sharply. Eyes already finding the impudent neonate who had taken the Prince's time and attention without leave.

The letter is grasped, another bow is given, and the Kage no Akuma walks with purpose towards Her Majesty.

Heading over here!