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    Mable Wood's Avatar

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    (girl next door)
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    (Wholesome)
    Mable Wood

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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.

    It’s August in Sacramento. The days are longer, and the nights are shorter, but lengthening slowly. The Nox nightclub's upstairs section fills with lively individuals celebrating love, life, and joyous events. Their exuberance is spread to all they encounter, including those who dance the slow Danse of the eternal undead.

    The Kindred are discreetly met at the door and led to the back of the club where they may use the stairs or take the elevator to the exclusive meeting rooms. 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 common area circles the Court proper, and it becomes apparent that this is not a place used just 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.

    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 sepulcher. Tonight, the curtain ties are colorful in celebration of the Clans. By the stairs and elevator there are scarfs and ribbons in red, gold, brown, indigo, silver, black, green, and purple. These are available for anyone who wishes to celebrate their clan.


    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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    Mable Wood's Avatar

    Warden of the Sacred Grove
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    (Wholesome)
    Mable Wood

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    Thank goodness for online shopping. It was the best invention ever. The dress had been delivered the day before and fit like a dream. It had browns and reds in it to symbolize her being a Gangrel. Her hair was in a long French braid down her back. Ribbons were weaved into her hair in Red, gold, brown, green, indigo, silver, black and purple. She made sure she represented all the clans. She was without jewelry and her makeup was done to show her as having a natural glow. Her skirts were loose enough that she could gird her loins if needed.

    Mable wandered the empty room making sure everything was secure, clean and ready for the court. On some of the tables she had placed some small clear crystal glasses and bottles of red wine fortified with blood. Not enough for anyone to refill their vitea reserves but enough to make the wine palatable. She turned on some soft violin music. She knew the Prince liked classical.

    Everything in place…She gave a nod to the bouncers that all was ready.

    Daeva- Red and Gold
    Gangrel- Red and Brown
    Mekhet- Indigo and Silver
    Nosferatu- Black and Green
    Ventrue- Purple and Gold


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    Thomas Boyle

    Thomas descended into Elysium once more, smiling at the slight change of decorations and the soft music flowing from speakers, reminiscing on the discussion he's had with the Prince and Vitale about playing something during meetings. This being the first gathering since the Laws' update, and a Formal one to boot - the Ventrue was a bit tense, anxious to see what the evening will bring.

    As requested, the Malkovian donned the colors of his clan (even if that clan acknowledged the existence of his breed rarely, and always with disgust) - a purple-gold vest put on a black, long-sleeved shirt. Black trousers and shoes only made the discord of dyes more apparent.

    The Beast was alert, and it sniffed in deeply when Mable was first spotted but this was a... packmate, for lack of a better word. The urge to dominate was at this point replaced with the lightest feeling of tension. A reminder that the monster Within has no companions, not really. But the Man sure does.

    "Keeper Wood" He says with a respectful nod. Waiting to see who would show next... and who won't show at all.

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    Patience's Avatar

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    Patience

    Nosferatu Curse
    Something is...off about Patience’s face. Or is it her body as a whole, the way she carries herself? Something’s not quite right in any event, though you can never seem to say exactly what that may be. A subtle asymmetry of her features, an odd cock of the eye or twist of the lips? A barely detectable wrongness in the set of her limbs, in the rhythm of her walk? An unlocatable strangeness: it’s all the more disquieting because that ‘something’ can’t be named, tracked down, and assigned a place. In fact, it seems to change moment to moment, depending on where she is in the room and where you are in relation to her.

    -1
    NOS
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    Upstairs, the cattle mill. Downstairs: the Damned.

    Patience takes the stairs with heavy tread, her boots barely visible beneath the hem of the same conservative black dress she wore to last court. It may not have been washed since then. Certainly it has not been ironed or pressed. There is a dark stain on one of the sleeves: blood or just filth?

    Before anything else: the Beast. The presence of stronger predators. It's like a thousand angry roaches or centipedes scattering, burrowing under skin, walking up her spine. Patience stops to look over the ribbons. Uses the time to calm herself. To entreat God and His Dark Prophet for strength.

    Patience chooses a green ribbon. Pins it to her breast, above her unbeating heart. Foolish vanity and empty symbolism. But she does it nonetheless.

    She looks up from the table. Eyes roll loosely in their sockets as she scans the room. Will the Bishop appear this evening? Had he received her letter?

    No sign of him yet. So she approaches Mabel and her companion.

    "Keeper Wood, Mr. Boyle," the latter name is said somewhat uncertainly; they had not been formally introduced at the last court. "I pray you are well." Patience has read the laws of the Domain. Politeness is expected. Even when dealing with heretics. She gives them both something between a nod and a shallow bow, her head set all wrong on her neck, one shoulder seeming to slump at a very bad angle. It is not pretty.

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    Dirt Nap descends down into the Formal Court, dressed in a fitted tuxedo with the gangrel colors on a cummerbund around his already slim waist.

    He pauses outside until he can closely follow another, listening carefully for the titles they use in addressing those who are already inside.

    His Protean Aspect of the Predator' causes him to display no fear in the face of the more powerful Predators that are already here.

    He smiles a little at the sight of Mable Wood as he enters.

    "Eve'ning, Keeper Wood. "
    he says. "It's good to see you, Ma'am."

    He looks around plainly, seeing who he recognizes and missing some he had expected to be early or at least promptly on time. He doesn't ask, just looks and listens and waits to observe what will develop over the night.

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    Mable Wood

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    Mable's beast tugged and beg for release. Beast whispered blood kill. in her ears, in her mind. As each person arrived at court the noise in her head got louder. Sometimes it was difficult to push the beast back. Like when Patience arrived. There was something so wrong with her.

    "Heirophant, good to see you." Mable almost went in for a hug but remembered it was formal court.

    "Patience, how good to see you." Mable noted the ribbon pinned to her and smiled softly. "I am well, and you?"

    Then Dirt Nap arrived, Mable forgot about being in court when she saw her friend she hadn't seen in a while. She threw her arms around him with great joy and gave him a squeeze before remembering herself and stepping back. She smoothed her dress and calmly said, "Welcome back. It's umm great to see you."

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    Thomas Boyle

    A crumpled, dirty rag that looks more like a shroud than a dress on the Sanctified Nosferatu, Penance. The classy ribbon pinned to it looked like something between an insult and a joke. Clearly, this Haunt had none of the diplomatic skills Krieg possessed. Still, she was a member of the Church, and Thomas is decided to keep the worshippers of Longinus close.

    "Ms. Patience, good evening to you" A pleasantry reciprocated "How are you settling in our city?"

    Then the Nox is visited by a person not seen in it for a long time. Thomas smiles and laughs softly when Mable hugs Dirt Nap, the lean Gangrel that looks unnatural in a tuxedo, even more than most of his cousins do.

    "And Mr. Nap. I have to say, you have been missed" The only Dragon he knew a bit better, and not a snake like most of them "I don't dare to hope for hearing of the adventures you must've had, but your continued presence - for this, I can hope"

    The club felt empty. Dead, even more sepulchral than usual. Surely the Prince and the rest of her Court will not miss a Formal gathering?

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    Alessandra's Avatar
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    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, 
     
     

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    Formal Court. Which meant she had to buy a dress, one worthy of a Formal Court. And dress hopping was never something she enjoyed. The other issue? There were just no decent brown colored dresses. It was like someone decided that brown dresses had to be hideous. So she did something she’d never done before, she had one made.

    The fabric was a rich dark brown with a corset style top and a flare towards the floor. It fit her perfectly. In keeping with the theme, her lips were a blood red and her dark hair was swept up in a low bun.

    Walking into Court, she stops and looks around, Cain standing at her side. The hundred and twenty five pounds of muscle and hate not really paying anyone other than Ale any mind. She feels her Beast stand, noticing the weak Beasts that were in the room, it whispered to her to tear the flesh from them.

    But that wouldn’t do. So she observes, noticing a new face, and the return of a familiar one. A nod was offered to Mable, she appeared to have done a good job with Court.

    The Savage doesn’t move to interact though, not yet.
    Alessandra Antinori │BP 6│Strong Italian Accent

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    Patience's Avatar

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    Patience

    Nosferatu Curse
    Something is...off about Patience’s face. Or is it her body as a whole, the way she carries herself? Something’s not quite right in any event, though you can never seem to say exactly what that may be. A subtle asymmetry of her features, an odd cock of the eye or twist of the lips? A barely detectable wrongness in the set of her limbs, in the rhythm of her walk? An unlocatable strangeness: it’s all the more disquieting because that ‘something’ can’t be named, tracked down, and assigned a place. In fact, it seems to change moment to moment, depending on where she is in the room and where you are in relation to her.

    -1
    NOS
    2
    PRE

    Heirophant. Disgusting. Even their titles are vile.

    Patience struggles not to exhibit her distaste at the chatter of the unbelievers and it lends her face a pained look. Her mouth hangs open slightly. But her eyes are hard, their whites have a jaundiced caste.

    At Mable's inquiry, her jaw clamps shut for a moment with an audible click. And then: "My every night is suffering, Keeper Wood. As it should be." She sounds perfectly content with that state of affairs. They are the Damned, after all.

    Before she can go on, Dirt Nap appears. Patience looks the newly arrived predator up and down. A weaker Beast in a tuxedo. She wants to open his throat. Not even drink, just watch the Vitae pool on the ground.

    The hug between two undead monsters takes the haunt by surprise. She looks from the embracing corpses to Thomas in clear disbelief before gathering herself. Such a human gesture. It's almost fascinating.

    "The city proves adequate to my purpose, Mr. Boyle. There are many among the living who need reminders of the Lord's displeasure." Among the Dead as well. She smiles at the thought and it is a sickening thing to behold. Somewhere, milk curdles.

    Mr. Nap? Eyes dart again to the newcomer. Mable's friend. Another heretic? Perhaps.

    But then, a new Beast arrives. Stronger than the others. The Prince, undoubtedly. With her pet. Patience does not like the look of that hound.

    She stiffens as the Thing Inside squirms in distress. Like a rat caught in a trap. It looks like someone's pulled an invisible rope tied around her neck. And then her whole body collapses into a curtsey, her eyes pointing somewhere above Alessandra's head. Limbs and joints do things they shouldn't. She does not approach. Wouldn't presume to.

    Patience quickly looks back to Thomas, composing herself. "Every night, every moment, is a trial. Wouldn't you agree, Mr. Boyle?"

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    "Thank you Ma'am, Keeper Wood." Dirt Nap says to Mable Wood. "It is really good to see you." He seems to welcome the hug, with a display of relative humanity that is jarringly out of step with the surrounding environment.

    "Oh. Thank you...Hierophant Boyle." Dirt Nap says in response to Thomas Boyle's welcome. "We should definitely...catch up, some time when it works for you." He pauses a long moment and says, "Seems like a lot has changed while I was gone."

    Dirt Nap nods respectfully to the unfamiliar kindred woman.

    Then The Prince makes her entrance, and even at a distance, Dirt Nap nods deeply, almost bowing in her direction. He watches respectfully, making sure to notice if she shows any indication of wanting anything from him. He looks closely at Cain as well. Apparently, not everyone has changed since he was last here.

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