NYE 2019 All that Glitters

Dec 31st, 2018 03:59 PM

The Daeva hadn’t had a grand opening yet, but a small soft opening a few weeks before went well. Smoke and Glass was ready for business and the new year. Tonight was ‘All that Glitters’ and the new tavern shined like a diamond. She’d rented a shimmering champagne fountain for the evening, and it wasn’t far from one corner of the bar. It flowed like liquid gold with glasses ready to be filled.

A long table of finger foods were along the wall and it was mixed with trees of Lindor bright foil wrapped truffles made the table festive. Even though the lights made everything sparkle, it wasn’t as bright as it could be.

Blushed for the evening, Vivian had made all the necessary preparations that were needed. Only one entrance was available, the others were for staff or any deliveries. Signs for the cab companies were available on the front door and inside both bathrooms. A clever idea she’d read about, and a large lock box was behind the bar. A sign beside all the taxi signs that read ‘Cabs are cheap, your life is not. Leave your keys with us and enjoy a $5 cab ride for New Years Eve!’.

The Succubus was dressed to the 9’s for this evening. A gold sequin party dress adorned the frame with long nude opera gloves so that nothing took away from the shimmer and sparkle of the dress. Vivian was ready for tonight, and more than excited for all to gather.

Dec 31st, 2018 04:16 PM

In walks, the Deputy, looking like he was not wanting to be there. But Cigars and Booze was right up his ally, so why wouldn't he show up. Oh yeah... the people. Beyond the irking nature of the people and the enjoyable nature of cigars and booze, Atticus was actually working. He was a deputy of the domain and needed to make sure that everything was going to be copasetic here. Atticus was wearing the same suit he wore to court, because of sheer laziness and a lack of wardrobe.

Atticus looked around the crowds of people and felt her. That seneschal, He'd seen her but never talked to her. A drink and a cigar in his left hand, he walked right up to her. After all, with eyes like that, who wouldn't.

"Miss York, We haven't met, Atticus James, I work with Lina Moretti." Atticus extended his free hand to the enticing woman, his voice carries its dauntless rasp.

Dec 31st, 2018 04:22 PM

Damned if she saw a nearly familiar face right out of the gate. Vivian was helping people shuffle in, and pointing to the map of the tavern to those who wanted to smoke cigars or cigarettes. The neon around the map should have been helpful, but she quickly found a staff member to hang near it to help the traffic.

"Oh, lovely to meet you Mr. James! I am so glad you decided to attend tonight. What brought you? Was it the free champagne?" The Daeva jested, but it was probably just as she spoke.

**Alessandra** · Dec 31st, 2018 04:46 PM

The night had arrived for Vivian’s bar. And as she said she would, Ale went to the store and let the woman help her. It had been a bit uncomfortable, especially the whole corset thing. But the Savage sucked it up for her friend.

Parking the Torino, she pushed blood into her dead body. It was always unsettling when her dead heart beat once more.

As she walked in, she stops, taking in the room and the decorations. It was really a nice bar! Vivian had great taste.

For the Italian? She was wearing the corset with a pair of skin-tight leather pants. The woman at the store had remarked about how the corset fit the woman perfectly. But she still wasn’t sure. Breathing, which wasn’t a thing before, was now constricted, and she was pretty sure a rib was dislocated somewhere. But it did give her a badass hourglass shape, her already tiny waist even more tiny. She piled her hair on top of her head in an attempt at a French twist, but there were still pieces of hair falling around her face and neck. Her lips were blood red for the occasion.

She soon spots Vivian, look radiant, along with Atticus. Her Beast was a mixture of emotions.

There was the rage at the weaker Beast, the urge to rend the flesh from his body. With Vivian? The anger was there, a challenger, but also a friend. She knew that Beast, but it didn’t diminish the anger.

Smiling, she makes her way over,

“Vivian! You look stunning in that dress!” gushed the Italian, “And this place? Amazing!” the smile wide.

“Good evening! Atticus, right? Great to see you, I'm Sophia.”

Dec 31st, 2018 07:49 PM

A small hand scooped up a glass of offered champagne as Lina Moretti entered the handsome new bar. Of course she had caught the advertisement of Vivian York's new establishment, and of course, she would attend. Letting the rim of the glass settle on her lips, she took in the glittering drink amidst the glittering atmosphere. Beautiful sights. Beautiful people.

If she were still mortal, it might have given the PI impostor syndrome. Thankfully, she'd long gotten past the idea of the mortals around here being a threat to her self-esteem.

Beasts crashed into hers. A moment of rage against her Deputy was drowned out horribly by the competing Blood of the Elders at the bar. She let her eyes flick from object to object for a moment, forcing control of the anxiety that came pouring from her very Vitae as she approached.

"Sweet party," the Sheriff said casually, glancing around. It wasn't the time to be overly formal. She wasn't that girl in the first place, and this was a New Year's Eve party among people. Lina Moretti, Sheriff and Regent, was left at home. Tonight, she was just Lina Moretti, a girl enjoying a new bar.

"How are you all doing tonight?"

**Ingrid** · Dec 31st, 2018 11:05 PM

Ingrid is enjoying a new bar herself.

Officially she was someone's plus-one but she was working as much as enjoying the party (journalists were a bit like that) and the slight little Darkling slipped away to explore the darkened corners and collect as many drinks as she possibly could. After all, she was making enquires of her own... After a fashion.

Ingrid is in a red dress with frothy lace at the hem and around one arm. She has a fascinator too; this one is firmly attached to her head unlike the one she wore to the races a month back. Even her shoes are red (heeled, closed shoes, naturally). Her bling: cheap and tasteless, fulfilled the requirements of theme.

So here she is, flitting through the dimness, collecting drinks and talking to people. Learning. Observing. Trying a little too hard to please. Her laughter is too high pitched, too repetitive. She can get away with it because its a New Year's Party and because a good number of the crowd are as tipsy, if not more, than she is.

Jan 2nd, 2019 11:25 AM

"Actually, the Cigars more than anything. Last cigar I had was garbage, so I figured I would check this place out and see what I could find." Atticus gave a tip of the glass, emphasizing the cigar he held in the same hand. It wasn't lit, but it was rolled exceptionally well and smelled fantastic, for being a twenty dollars cigar. Good thing I don't need to buy groceries. "I am not disappointed." Atticus smiled.

Holy crap, it's the Prin... "Hello Sophia, good to see you again. Atticus is the name my mother gave me. If you can figure out why I'd appreciate an explanation."

What is with this town and it's amazingly beautifu... "Hello, Lina, how you doing?" Atticus' face did not waver as he smiled at his boss. "Cigar?" He offered her the cigar in his hand.

One idiot, surrounded by beautiful women, all of whom could crush him in little to no time, what could go wrong.

Atticus' eyes patrol the room and yes another woman stands out, there was something otherworldly about her and Atticus is a dragon, he knows otherworldly. "Anyone know her?" Atticus asked pointing at the unearthly woman (Ingrid).

Quick note, Atticus is picking Ingrid out of a crowd because she has SL 2 and her descriptor is Ethereal. This has nothing to do with her being a Changeling.

Jan 2nd, 2019 06:52 PM

Laughing and gently touching the Gangrel's arm. "You know, this is only the tip of the box, Mr. James. There is a host downstairs if you fancy the more exotic cigars. You can ask for my persona, special selections as well." She leaned in and whispered. "The code is Vixen." It was also the same name as her lipstick, but no one could guess that.

"Sophia!!" Vivian exclaimed. "I am so glad you could make it. That corset is a smash on you!" She gushed at her friend, but didn't want to give away that they were that close.

"Hello Lina. I am delighted you could make it!" Perhaps it was the mess of humans but the Daeva was more lively than normal.

Shaking her head to Atticus' question. "But, there's a way to pull her in..." Vivian said quiet enough that only the Kindred could here her at the moment.

The woman in red was a rather interesting sight. Hats were a rarity, but Vivian adored it. Grabbing a mimosa that was pre-made and ready to go as it was the special, she quickly whirled to the direction of Ingrid . "Miss, I absolutely adore your fascinator! It is quite remarkable to bring back a vintage sample!" The Daeva may have still had a hat or two from back then... authentic. "Please, enjoy a mimosa, on the house. I'm Vivian."

**Alessandra** · Jan 2nd, 2019 07:21 PM

The first thing noticed was the weak Beast, as her own raged in her head. Clawing at bars to be let out. But that would be rude, especially after all the work Vivian had done for this night.

So instead, the Savage smiles at Lina, “Besides trying to breathe,” motioning to the corset, “Wonderful! And yourself?” see, the Prince could be nice and social.

It wasn’t hard to miss the red and the ethereal beauty that was in it. The hat was kind neat, and she wonders how she’d look in a hat.

Looking back to her Cousin with a smirk, “I don’t know your mother, but I would guess it would perhaps be either a family name, or one with great meaning to her. Or she just liked the sound of it.” A nod.

Looking at who he was looking at, she shakes her head, “No clue, but she’s quite attractive. And that red? Beautiful.” And the dress looked more comfortable than the damn corset. And she was quite sure there was a rib out of place.

“Think so?” she says, a bit unsure. “I like how they look, cause the waist is amazing tonight. But the whole making it hard to breath thing? Not enjoying that.”

An eyebrow was raised at the quiet comment. Then amusement was on her face as she watched her Seneschal flutter off to meet the girl.

**Ingrid** · Jan 3rd, 2019 02:55 AM

Ingrid, socialising, bouncing from one conversation the next. Totally meaningless.

She was surprised when the enticing woman burst through the crowd, eyes emitting many varied signals and the promise of more for later. Ingrid can only stop and turn away from the whirl of faces, momentarily stunned as the mimosa is pressed into her hands.

The blank face lasts a moment.

Then comes the coy smile.

"Um. Yeah... Well... Look at you!" Ingrid positively purrs under the attention.

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