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.
However 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 brown silken drapes cascading from floor to ceiling. Draped in elegant bunches and gathered into valances across door frames and between supporting pillars; the lighting is intentionally low, but without the pulse of the 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. The furniture setting is familiar now: a set of elegant chairs, all dark wood and red leather, arranged in a circle. The baroque lighting leaves the corners of the Elysium commons in deep shadow.
With the permanent fixture that the chess table had become, there was yet another new item. A Steinway concert piano, its cover in an upright position, revealing stunning inner strings strings. The lid was closed on the keyboard, the bench not with it.
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.
Yet tonight is different.
Tonight, two strangers sit at a table, scanning the Kindred nearby. They appear to be looking for someone. They have draped themselves in innocent intent. The woman wears a silk scarf of white. Her outfit is tailored to her measurements, a floor length gown in deep emerald green with a modest sweetheart neckline. A pin on her white scarf bears a bloom of Acacia. To those who know the language of flowers, this is a message of friendship. The woman entered Elysium - and even past the throng of nameless crowd - wearing a white veil and wide brim white hat. She paused at the coat check to submit her empty bag for screening. Once fully within Elysium and shielded from outside eyes, she removed the hat and viel and stored them in the bag she had brought. Her face is hideous to behold - several teeth are snaggletooth and protrode from her mouth. Her eyes are slightly too close together. Her eye sockets are slightly sunken. Her left side of her jaw is misshapen and flat. Clearly, she all but sings out her Nosferatu Curse. The rest of her body is well formed and even attractive, boxum.
The gentleman wears a white pocket square in his tailored, reinforced grey suit. He is stunningly handsome, with high cheekbones and sapphire blue eyes. Striking Looks. He wears a small metal pin bearing the Invictus symbol. His body is turned towards hers, listening to her intently whenever she speaks. She holds an invitation sized envelope and holds it in her hand, turning it so passersby can see.
Names are written on the envelope - Mr. Alexander Moore, Madame Maeve, Mr. Milton Northbridge.
A lovely but young Kindred, Ms. Smithers, politely pauses by their table to ask if they need something.
"Yes, thank you." The gentleman answers. "I am Mr. Elijah Holden. This is Madame Katrina Hall." He nods to his companion. His eyes indicate the envelope in Madame Hall's hand. "Do you know these fine Kindred?"
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