(2101)Eternal Court

[Mable Wood]

Mable gave a sweet smile to Quinn, "Duty calls, I hope you have time to catch up later."

Mable takes a step back and quietly folds her hands in front of her. She then watches as everyone seems to dance around each other. She had a feeling there was much more going on tonight then was within her knowledge. Perhaps watching interactions might help? For now she wouldn't ask anyone what was going on.

[Alice Hart]

The night carries on, opening steps of the Danse, bows, and turns. Alice herself, nods her strings pulled nod when appropriate, listening as varied voices speak. The one she had assumed was a worm taking too big a bite, unsatisfied with their place in Sacramento was in fact a newly arrived kindred. Perhaps a touch to eager, or only had rumours to guide them to their Priscus.

She wondered how that would go, considering the other one. Maeve. Was that something to inherit to the blood of the Mekhet?

"Mister Moore, good evening. It's been some time." had it been? Or was she growing more and more out of touch with the goings on within the Domain…within her Clan?

[Dirt Nap]

Dirt Nap watches around, as is his tendency. He notices Jennifer Hazelton maybe just a tich more than some others, and always keeping respectful towards The Prince, always aware of where she is, even just to be sure not to make eye contact accidentally. He notices Jennifer's oh so brief stare at Mister Kowalsic, and her expression, good as shouting for her, he suspects--like reading signs on a familiar trail. He notices her extra fancy ways of showing respect towards the Prince and is impressed. He notices the new lady with the tattoos, looking for Priscus Quinn. What most catches his attention though, is her kindness to Mable. He thinks it speaks well of her. He doesn't really know the meaning of the word as she means it, but in his mind, the phrase, "Indian country," and "too quiet" are implied. He doesn't let himself glance around in a wary, threatened way. That just draws the predators; He can feel them well enough without hardly trying.


Dirt Nap notices Mable getting much the same treatment that he himself did from Mister Kowalsic and Miss Kowalsic, making him feel how he is taking a slight liking to Miss Kowalsic, and how his liking for Mable hasn't changed a bit. Change doesn't come easy at all to their type. Jack getting respect is only right, same as the Prince and the others.


Ms. Perez seems up to handling herself alright. Seems it's for sure and for certain not her first rodeo.


Alexander comes in, being just so big. His manners are good and careful. Not too fancy, but solid, it seems to him, and he's no expert on manners at all. The big man seems to have something on his mind about Mister Kowalsic, something with a bad smell or memory to it unless Dirt Nap misses his mark. Then he greets Dirt Nap, by the name he prefers with no attempt to make it more or less than it is, which endears the big man to him somewhat.


"Evening, Alexander." Dirt Nap says. "Good to see you too."


Afer a long pause, Dirt Nap says, "I've been doing okay. Been up at the Chapter House, and going around. How have you been, Alexander?" He asks.


Slave Durant. Priscus Quinn is all put together and ready for the night, it seems. She is indeed a bright shiny thing, whether she wants or not, though it seems to him she wants it well enough. She seems to want him there, and he's got no reason not to oblige her, so he stays put, trying to school his features to show proper attention without interfering or giving the impression he has any business in her Clan business.


Dirt Nap savors Mable's sweet smile. The purity of it seems out of place, and mighty welcome to him at least.


He doesn't deliberately listen in on Alice Hart talking to Alexander, a neat trick since he's also being available if Alexander wants to talk some more. He is not looking directly at anyone, being in place to back up Priscus Durant, his Slave, and being visibly associated with Alexander, so as not to seem to shun him in anyway.

[Jennifer Hazelton]

The brunette glances to Jack as the Kowalsic pair approach. She glances over the pair for a moment, noting their body language. What would they have to say to Jack, she wondered?

“I most certainly have

Jennifer looks at the Ventrue, noting his tone.
“I’m glad to hear that.” She says, neutral in tone with all the little ears about. The Notary glanced to the new Mekhet, noting the initial stumble. She was confident, though, and that Beast she had chosen to share to give a signal of her strength. Curious. Those dark brown eyes note Priscus Durant’s glance to Dirt Nap. She arcs a brow at Dirt Nap, keeping her mouth smooth and calm, but signaling her curiosity there to him. It seemed those two Dragons were becoming… something. She couldn’t fathom what with so little to go on. Something to think on.

One of the Kindred she had been thinking of had arrived. At Alexander’s entrance, she gives him a friendly smile and a nod.
“Mr. Moore, it’s good to see you. Your presence has been missed.” She stated quietly in her ruined voice as she looked him over, taking in all of his details in his choice of assemble tonight. She keeps her tone soft and quiet, but meets Mr. Moore’s eyes.
“I do hope that you have been well since we talked? I would like to hear what happened after I left…” Left you with Mr. Kowalsic, but that she didn’t speak.
“Seneschal. Hello. It is a pleasure to speak with you.“
She gives Alice a friendly smile, not caring that the fellow Nosferatu could not see it. She signaled her opinion of Alice to those who would be watching.
“I have made some changes in the Deep, picking up a bit from cousins who came before us.” She shared. She did not get into much detail, a domain awareness glance is made to note who is near them and who looks to be watching them.

She had always believed that Nosferatu shared a special kinship by being Different from the others. All Kindred had an affinity for those of their own Blood, yet there was something deeper to it with the Nosferatu. Curse shaming hadn’t been seen by Jennifer in some nine years, but she recalled the bitter bite of it. No matter how those prettier or more striking than the Nosferatu could preen, the Nosferatu could find more closer ties here. Perhaps it was the special unity over caring for the Necropolis, Jennifer wonders as she watches Alice and Alexander.

[Seryna]

Mr. Kowalsic nodded slightly to Jack. Miss Kowalsic bowed her head and said quietly. “Good eve, Mr. Jack.” She gave her Sire a deep nod, stepped back and paused to hear any departing words. Then she walked to one of the nearby tables and took a seat. She glances around at the swirling groups of monsters as some formed groups or stepped aside.
Mr. Kowalsic gave a slight nod to his childe and turned his attention to Mr. Jack.
“I am to understand that you have had some past with academics?” He broaches the subject with Jack. “Learning various topics of import?”
His face is impassive, seeming to have a good handle on concealing his emotions. The Nosferatu does not glance about at the other Kindred in Court.

[Jacque]

"I have..." Jacque affirmed.

Continued in (2101) Jacque and Mr K...

[Alexander Moore]

“Hello Seneschal Hart, it is good to see you,” He looked down at her and quickly averts his gaze, his body shifting nervously in slight embarrassment before he twists back to look at her.


“I hope you are doing well this evening?” He gives a small smile with his thin lips before attempting to move himself so he does not loom over those around him. Hearing Dirt Nap he turns to him and nods.


“I’ve been doing wellll, still settling in for the most part, planning and the like.” Alexander stretches the word out, rolling one of his hands along as he says it, watching Dirt Nap as he moves his head with the motion. His head flicks to Priscus Hazelton as she speaks to him, the bones of his enlarged spine audibly cracking with the force.


“Ah, Priscus Hazelton, glad to see you, I am doing alright thank you. Err, about last time, perhaps we could discuss it later perhaps?” He speaks quickly, ending abruptly as his eye catches Mr. Kowalsic speaking to another Kindred. A small flinch and his body settles, whatever wasteful energy he seemed to have crystallizing into an unflinching coolness. He settles back slightly and watches Mr. Kowalsic for a moment before returning his attention to those in front of him, back stooped so his height is merely a head taller than theirs and a stiff smile tightening his face.

[Twist]

She had no excuses. But then again, she wasn't looking for one.

As she breezed by the coat check she automatically reigned in her Beast who was already snarling. A few more steps and she would be within the crush of others and already she could feel the desire to anhialate radiating from within. And she couldn't have that. Not tonight at least.

As she came to a brief stop inside court proper, the heavy fabric of her dress this evening swayed forward for a moment before stilling and settling. Dark eyes scanned the room quickly, seeking the two she knew would already be there. First Alessandra , and finding her, Twist smoothly dropped into a deep curtsey holding it for a moment before rising. Second was Alice Hart and a second curtsy, not nearly as deep nor held as long was granted to the City's Seneschal.

Straightening, she moved deeper into the room. There would be others to acknowledge, but they could wait until she was settled. Ale and Alice could not.

[Mable Wood]

Mable saw Twist enter, She gave a bow to her when her eyes flickered her direction.

She shifted herself a bit closer towards Jack and Mr. K. She didn't really know Mr. K plus she had grown fond of Jack, this had made her curious if there was something to be discussed about art perhaps?

She gave another glance to Dirt Nap, was he interested also?

Mable stood there quietly watching court.

[Mable Wood]

Mable heard her name spoken by Quinn and Simone. She gave them a quick nod when they looked her way. Then Mr. K glanced her way which surprised her. Well, she wasn't hiding the fact she was listening to people. She gave him a smile and nod.

She decided to wait and listen before interacting. She thought Twist would appreciate her restraint.

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