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    Yumyumcrow's Avatar
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    Campanella

    Campanella
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    2
    PRE

    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.


    Astute characters may note the increasingly rare, dog eared pamphlets displayed here and there, still quietly proclaiming that the club is "Under New Management".

    It is the height of summer. The night is short and the club's patrons burn with a frenzy of anticipation as July 4th draws every closer. The club is largely booked out for functions - yet there is one "party set" that always seem to gain access. Guess who?

    When 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. Drapes hang 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.

    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

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    Rebecca Simmons

    Vivian had not been lying when she said it was challenging to remember to switch outfits for the seasons. But Rebecca took that fashion advice to heart and chose an outfit that she felt screamed summer. It was maybe a little more casual than she wanted, but she liked it nonetheless. Rebecca stared at herself in the mirror and felt her blood stir to form her mask, but it didn't take form. Her eye twitched. That's not a good start. Taking in an unnecessary breathe she tried again and an expression of friendliness formed on her face, and relief filled her unbeating heart. Rebecca couldn't remember the last time she left the safety of her domicile without her mask in place. Was it before Martinez's death? She didn't let her mind linger on it. Instead she got in her simple little Honda Civic and made her way to the Nox.

    Once at the Nox she easily made her way through the crowds of Kine that filled the space, blood flowing just underneath the skin. She felt a chuckle within herself at the thought of their clandestine meeting space beneath the very floor they stood on. Life was filled with all kinds of simple irony. As she made her way down the stairs into Elysium, her eyes caught the list that she had so publicly placed on the bulletin board. A faint smile graced her lips as she looked at it, interested to see if there would even be a reaction. She then turned and waited for others to arrive. After all, the night was still early, and Rebecca was excited for what might unfold this month.

      1 success
    Date Action Roll Result
    2018-07-02 09:38:37 Rebecca Simmons rolls 4 to Tatemae (Man+Exp+Kamen-1) (10 Again) 1, 10, 6, 1, 2 1 success
    2018-07-02 09:38:25 Rebecca Simmons rolls 5 to Tatemae (Man+Exp+Kamen) (10 Again) 6, 6, 7, 4, 5 failure

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    John Davis

    Davis wanted to be the first to arrive. He wanted to be sure to case the place to make sure it was safe. Safe being a mere word, not a condition to be found even in Elysium. Given what had transpired in the previous month. The city had a hunter problem. He had been shot, the wounds now healed, the mental scars still present.

    He had insulted the Prince at the last Elysium by a horrible misspoken word. One that triggered a flight response in his beast. A flight that took him miles away from this Domain where he committed an act of aggression that cost him a piece of his character. His recovery would be a long one.

    Davis stopped at the coat check, the ghoul asking for his things. Davis hesitated, but eventually freely handed over his pistols, a push knife, and the cane he had managed to sneak past the upstairs security. Without his weapons, he felt more vulnerable. Not a position he wanted to be in this evening.

    Turning he noticed the Doctor.

    "Evening." He would keep his words brief. This one knew how to manipulate them. Davis scanned the room out of the corner of his eye, looking for a way pass her and to a corner where he could set up.

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    Mable Wood's Avatar

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

    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    Mable had trouble deciding what to wear. Then she saw a beautiful garden party dress she had bought at a consignment shop. She fixed her hair into a French twist with flowers tucked into it. She put on the dress and a pair of pink heels and headed out for the night.
    https://imgur.com/ufTcP8w

    She whisked her way into the building and stopped at the doorway. Looking around the room she realized she was pretty early tonight. She prepared herself for the beasts that dwelled within the room. Her beast wanted blood. Her beast always wanted blood. She took a few steps closer to the small group of two and her beast roared. She plastered a smile on her face and fought down the urges to kill both of them.

    Further in more control. "Good evening Mr. Davis." She nodded to John Davis. Then she gave a nod to Rebecca, "Good evening, I don't believe we have met yet. I am Priscus Wood."

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    K
    Krieg

    The time had come. Krieg had to make good on his debt to Alessandra. The presence of what appeared to be a mortal who wandered into Elysium, was actually an unmasked Kindred. His stirred his primal hunger. Then, the words, "Evening" reached his ears.

      2 successes
    Date Action Roll Result
    2018-07-02 10:39:45 Krieg rolls 5 to Recognize Davis's fame [Wits+Comp+1 Davis's Fame] (10 Again) 4, 8, 9, 5, 1 2 successes

    It was the accent the sparked a memory. He's that gambler fellow... The giantwalked over and bowed to the pair present. "Good evening. I do not believe we have had the opportunity to meet. I am Krieg, Nosferatu, Circle of the Crone."

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    Rebecca Simmons

    It wasn't long before others arrived, and to Rebecca's surprise Davis was the first one. The moment she saw him she had a strange internal feeling. Her Catalyst wanted to flee from his presence, that much was true. And yet, inside, she knew that politically he was currently no threat to her at all. She had witnessed his embarrassment first hand, and seen him flee from court. Even after he refused to say her name or title, she smiled a friendly smile, tilting her head slightly as she greeted the man regardless. "Good evening Alder Davis. A pleasure to see you back in Court." At this stage in their relationship, did she need to use purely honorific titles? "I hope your time away from Elysium wasn't too eventful." Her eyes flashed over to her list. At least he had successfully fulfilled his boon to Lina.

    She turned, allowing the man to glance around for some corner to hide in as new predators approached. Again her Catalyst wanted to flee, and yet she remained resolved to stay firm; the desire to make new connections overriding any primordial passions. Giving Mable a respectful bow of her head she said, "We have not had the pleasure Priscus Wood. I am Madam Rebecca Simmons. Though as of the Ventrue clan meeting, Madam Whip Rebecca Simmons, to the new Priscus Aaron van Valen." The smile that rested on her face showed no external pride in having received a position so quickly. She merely appeared...friendly.

    She then eyed the giant as he approached and bowed, much more politely then she would have expected. Crone he said? How interesting. She offered the man a bow back, though not as respect as the one she had given Mable. "You're quite the gentleman. A pleasure to meet you as well Krieg. I am Madam Whip Rebecca Simmons, Ventrue." She imagined her first title made it clear she was of the First Estate.

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    John Davis

    Davis felt the beasts of someone that approached from behind. He chained his beast long enough to hear them announce their presence. He turned to see Mable and a mountain of a man behind her.

    He responded to Doc Simmons, "Where else would I be?" He ignored her other question, deeming it unworthy of a response.

    "Good evening, Pricus Wood, a pleasure to see you well," Offering her a more jovial response. Davis remembered that the Priscus was present the night of the hunter attack. She handled herself admirably while unarmed. She made clean up easy too.

    "Good evening, Mr. Krieg. I don't believe we have met." The group was becoming too crowded and Davis did not want to remain among them longer than he must.

    "If everyone will please excuse me, I need to find a table." Davis doesn't wait for a response and crosses the room to a dark corner, and sits at a table.

    Davis crosses the room and can be found here.

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    Lina Moretti

    A little whistling tune was on Moretti's lips as she descended the stairs into the lower level of the nightclub which was the Domain's chief Elysium. She was functionally dressed, pants and sneakers under a light summer coat and a white shirt. The Daeva was far from the image of an Invictus lady, and that worked just fine for her. Let the beautiful people be beautiful. She stuck to her own style, and if a harpy or a Harpy wanted to tell her otherwise, they could go ahead and do that.

    She gave a nod and a wave to the group of Kindred assembled, but she moved straight on past the folks gathering at the center. The press of Beasts around made the Devil twitch and pop, and John Davis's was no better, threatening to drive her back to the stairs. However, there was one thing she intended to do.

    "John Davis, you've repaid your prestation as your honour and our society demands. Thank you for being true to your word. We're even."

    She didn't wait around to chat with the other Daeva. That wasn't the point. The point was to let others know he had, at least once, fixed a fuck-up and done it right. Fair was fair. If you made a mistake and you fixed it, that was that.

    She gave Davis a polite smile and moved off to the bar to find a drink. Anybody who wished to speak with her could.

    JonReeves
    Last edited by Yumyumcrow; Jul 4th, 2018 at 04:11 AM.  Reason for Edit: Court has no bar ;)

  10. #9
    Clara E. Verne's Avatar

    Striking Looks
    (Enticing Vixen)
    Presence
    (Vivacious)
    Clara E. Verne

    H: 5'8"
    Misc: speaks with a light French accent

    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    Dressing up for Court was usually a lot more fun than actually being in a room surrounded by dead people. Clara decided to armor herself in a Louis Vuitton white crop top and skirt, along with a matching bracelet and hoop earrings. Underneath the sashaying skirt were leather high top sneakers. The Bacchante descended into Elysium and the rush to dominate and challenge all came at once. The woman in white pulled a hand mirror from her white clutch and studied the light make-up accentuating her funeral ready visage. Tuning out the urge to slaughter fellow Kindred never went away; Clara just found it useful to tune it into a background hum. Less distracting that way.


    A quick survey of the room brought a small satisfied smile when she spotted Davis in the corner setting up for a card game. A monster with morals. At least morals when it comes to keeping his word. She then made her way to a casually dressed cousin. Moretti happened to be a curious case and Clara hadn't quite decided what to make of the Daeva Dragon. Now there's a combination of words that boggles the mind. "Evenin' cousin. How are your...you know, I actually have no idea what your Order does." She paused, thinking on the words. Then all at once her eyes lit up with an idea and she motioned towards a corner of Elysium that hadn't yet been dominated by the forming crowd. "Keep me company, tell me 'bout your Order? I'm just waiting around to show my face and pay my respects to the Court Officials as courtesy demands." It was almost uncanny how her invitation started casually hinting at a young age, and then steeped into the dated esoteric Kindred manner of speaking towards the end without a slip in tone or delivery.


    Separate thread Lokio Lina Moretti ?

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    Aaron van Valen's Avatar

    Presence
    (Confident)
    Status
    (Academics)
    Aaron van Valen

    Aaron's voice is usually quite flat and emotionless, almost rusty, but he tries to make up for this with his facial expressions.

    (BoS)Vitae 1 Spent
    3
    PRE

    It was incredible how one could hate summer. The short nights are really a burden for any vampire wishing to make something out of their unlife. The only solace is that generally people are happier and out on the streets late. Happy people make a happy meal. Consequently, Aaron really wishes he could spend more time feeding.

    With everyone showing more skin, resisting the urge is definitely not any easier.

    But he had taken on the role of Priscus, and being in Court every now and then is a must. He dressed his part, going for his usual buttoned up shirt style, but now with a summer flair to it. Naturally, light summer appearances matter not for the Beast. Although slightly more familiar with most present Beasts, Aaron takes his time to get adjusted to the social arena of the underground Nox. He paces around - his Beast staring with hungry eyes.

    While doing so, some Kindred receive a subtle greeting as he passes by, 'Madam Whip Simmons,' since it is good to publicly recognize each other. 'Lina Moretti,' a smile appears as he overhears how his fellow Dragon has clearly been busy.

    Aaron offers John Davis a friendly nod from across the room, however, the Lord is cautious for now to approach the man. He is quite literally playing all sorts of games that the Dragon yet has to study.

    Outfit, obviously without the sunglasses ;)


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