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(Nexus III) Jennifer, Kaze, and Milton
Oct 2, 2021 - Nov 4, 2021
(Nexus III) Around the Bar
Oct 3, 2021 - Nov 2, 2021
(Nexus III) Cassandra, Eulogy, Wei Lin
Oct 3, 2021 - Nov 2, 2021
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  1. #1
    Seryna's Avatar

    Jennifer Hazelton

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    Where better for the city's most extraordinary to gather than the top of the world? Overhead, for those that can see, the rivers of fire pulse and flow. They meet overhead and crash like ocean waves on breakers before continuing to arc out until they're just threads of light in the distance. Others can feel them. They're the steady pull of a slow tidal current or speaker booming nearby.

    And somehow even that eventually becomes passé.

    But the people never do. Some with antler horns, others arriving in a murder of crows that coalesce, some through shimmering holes to elsewhere. The energy is in the air; palpable, and not just from the ley lines. From the freedom.

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    Jennifer Hazelton's Avatar
    Presence (Lady)
    Invictus status
    City Status
    Obfuscate 2 Mask of Tranquility
    Jennifer Hazelton

    Nosferatu curse: A voice that withered like a snake sneaking through the grass, plummeted like an old man's nearing his demise

    -1
    NOS
    3
    PRE

    A car glides up and Jennifer steps out. She proceeds towards the Nexus at a lady - like style, her ghoul drifting in somewhere behind her. Unobtrusive, there if needed. Jennifer proceeds into Nexus proper wearing a green gown, a dark gold silk scarf artfully concealing the left side of her neck and collarbone, held by dozens of carefully placed nearly invisible pins. One pin was designed to pull attention, a wreath of pearls. It held a small, delicate flower arrangement of a bloom of the blue convolvulus flower. The purple looked lovely against the green clothing. Freshwater pearl earrings in droplet style adorned her ears. Jennifer had a special drop necklace adjusted to go with her draped scarf and pin, a bit of color to contrast nicely against the dark gold silk. Emerald and silver were such a lovely look.
    Those who knew the Invictus floral code could interpret the blue convolvulus as repose, night. She was the expression of night now, deciding to buck her usual caution. She had no Blush, looking like the creature that she was. She strode with confidence into the Nexus. It was time to be bold.

    Nosferatu Curse: Jennifer's voice withers like a snake sneaking through the grass, plummeted like an old man's nearing his demise.

  4. #3
    Connor OBrien's Avatar
    Striking Looks
    (Handsome)
    Presence
    (Boxer's Build)
    Obfuscate
    (Mask of Tranquility)
    Connor OBrien

    (Blush)Vitae 1 Spent
    +1
    SL
    -1
    NOS
    3
    PRE

    The roar of American muscle thunders down the street as Connor arrives in his Challenger. In the passenger seat is Quinn Durant , who he had picked up on the way. The haunt parks in the closest space available and waits for a moment. He reaches across Quinn and opens the glove box, pulling out a small box, wrapped in velvet. "This is something important to my culture, Quinn." He says, opening the box to reveal a silver ring, which held 3 small Sapphires within a caged heart. "This is a Claddagh ring, first seen in Ireland somewhere in the 1700's. The hands represent friendship, the heart represents love, and the crown represents loyalty. In your case, you would wear it on your right hand. If you point the heart away from your hand, it means that your heart is open to love. if you point the heart toward your hand, it means your heart is taken. However you choose to wear it, I want you to have it." The haunt offers the box to the shadow, and no matter what she chooses to do with it, he will nod, shut off the engine, and step out of the vehicle; all while willing his blood to give the appearance of life.

    Tonight he is wearing something a little flashier than normal; a burgundy 3-piece suit, the color of wine. He makes his way to Quinn's door and opens it; helping the beauty out of her seat and offering his arm to her. Together, they make their way in and up to the Nexus proper. They had made a decision on what to do about their relationship, and what better place to carry that decision out; Fortune favored the bold, after all.

    He spotted Jennifer and gave her a small smile, allowing the Priscus to decide whether she wanted to speak with him or wait for others.
    Nosferatu Curse: An Aura of Danger, like the feeling that causes the hair to stand up on the back of your neck.
    Ressurectionists:

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  6. #4
    Quinn Durant's Avatar
    Quinn Durant
    Obfuscate
    (Mask of Tranquility)
    Striking Looks
    (Enticing)
    Barfly
    (Velvet Rope Jockey)
    Good Breeding
    Quinn Durant

    Barfly
    Striking Looks 2

    (Blush and Imbibe)Vitae 2 Spent
    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    Quinn was wearing a gorgeous sweetheart cut lace dress, with a leather tooled corset waist cincher, a pair of four inch metallic red Lou Boutin heels to finish. She wore a pair of dramatic statement earrings, with her hair tightly pulled back from her face, elegantly twisted, and pinned with an Eye of Horus pin. One café au lait leg gracefully folded over the other in the car.

    She turned a little in her seat towards Connor as he opened the box. Seeing the ring, a single perfect eyebrow rose. Her gaze lifting to meet his gaze directly, watching him as he explained the meaning, and placed the box and the ring into her small hands. "Connor its beautiful...thank you." She said softly, raising her left hand to touch his cheek affectionately. Trailing one finger along his jaw line before her hand retreated.

    Quinn removed the ring and placed it on her right ring finger with the heart facing away from her. Quinn's heart was not so easily stolen. It was the one thing that was truly priceless to Quinn. Everything else, well, let's just say pride was not one of Quinn's sins. Her sire promised her she would have no pride when he was through with her. He didn't lie.

    Quinn accepted the arm as they walked into Nexus together, and she flashed a warm smile seeing Jennifer, vowing this time, nothing would interrupt this night.

    A quick survey, and Quinn gently pulled Connor in the direction of the bar and ordered them a bottle of champagne and two glasses, and gave her card to the bar tender to keep for the tab.
    "This is the club of clubs. Where the supernatural of Sacramento mingle." She raised a glass to Connor's, and gently tapped it. "Was it what you were expecting?" She asked and took a drink, the bubbles tickling her tongue.

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  8. #5
    Eulogy's Avatar
    Presence
    (Gentlemanly)
    Status
    (Academic)
    Contact
    (City Hall)
    Allies
    (Emergency Services)
    Eulogy Main

    Nimbus:
    The sound of chattering teeth accompanies a scent of chemical sanitizer and fresh earth when Eulogy makes his will manifest.

    During Vulgar will working the sound of teeth becomes a overpowering rattle of bone on bone. The scent turns putrid as that of decaying flesh, The clean scent of sanitizer becomes a fetid miasma of gaseous stench.
    Active Spells

    Spell Tolerance: 0/2
    Active Spells: 0/5
    None
    Inventory

    Dedicated Magical Tool
    A Bone Wand that measures thirteen inches in length from tip to tip. The bone is of an unknown origin and is intricately carved with runes and symbols. The wand allows an easier connection when working Death arcana

    On Eulogy

    Cell Phone
    Flashlight
    Pepper Spray

    Has access to

    Make-Up Kit
    First Aid Kit
    Hidden

    3
    PRE

    Tic. Tic. Tic. The sound of the cane rapping the ground echoed into the night as the lone figured walked out of the darkness toward the Nexus.

    Decked in his finest three peice suit, white Egyptian cotton shirt with pearl buttons, felt bowler derby and adorned with jewelry carved in intricate yet subtle arcane runes, Mordechai stopped before the enterence to take in yhe glamour.

    He couldn't explain the urge he felt to attend this place tonight. All he knew was that he was here for some enjoyment and he was excited.

    With a wide smile and a glint in his eye he entered the Nexus.


    Gnosis:2 Active Spells: None

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    Jennifer Hazelton's Avatar
    Presence (Lady)
    Invictus status
    City Status
    Obfuscate 2 Mask of Tranquility
    Jennifer Hazelton

    Nosferatu curse: A voice that withered like a snake sneaking through the grass, plummeted like an old man's nearing his demise

    -1
    NOS
    3
    PRE

    Jennifer noticed Connor, her strikingly handsome cousin, with the stunning Priscus of the mekhet. Jennifer gives both Kindred a sincere smile. She would be glad to talk with them this evening.

    Her dark brown eyes scan the room, not seeing her date as yet. Or Milton.

    The nosferatu takes a few steps towards the nosferatu whip, inviting conversation. Although she refrained from moving to the bar just yet, staying in sight for anyone walking in the door.
    Nosferatu Curse: Jennifer's voice withers like a snake sneaking through the grass, plummeted like an old man's nearing his demise.

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  12. #7
    Milton's Avatar
    Time is Money
    Presence
    (Bland)
    Intelligence
    (Analytical)
    Status
    (Finance)
    Status
    (City Hall)
    Contacts
    (Finance, City Hall)
    Milton

    2
    PRE

    Milton's nondescript, but freshly detailed sedan slides through the night. The lights of the city bend along its curves of highly-polished black. The interior is also spotless. Black leather. And very cold. Milton enjoys air conditioning. Even if his flesh does not experience temperature in the way living bodies would, it's still a special type of mild luxury.

    Milton loves the mildly luxurious.

    He does not breath. He does not blink. He steers precisely. Smoothly. Guiding his well-maintained death machine toward the Wells-Fargo Tower. Music plays.

    Steps out of his car, straightens his attire. He's wearing one of many, unremarkable suits. A very dark grey tonight, a touch of pale purple peaking discreetly from his breast pocket. White shirt, black tie. It's all very staid, but a close look reveals quality fabric and expert tailoring.

    He arrives at the Nexus proper shortly after Connor and Quinn. Spots them at the bar and offers a friendly nod, a smile that is almost warm. They look to be pleasantly in their cups and the Lord would hate to disturb. Another gentleman is present, but Milton does not spare him a glance. Yet.

    Besides, it was Jennifer who had invited him and it would be rude not to seek her out first. It does not take long to spot the Priscus of Haunts, looking as well-appointed as he would expect. He approaches directly. Feeling relieved to see that she, like himself, has not put on the Blush. This is why he always waits to counterfeit life until truly necessary. What a waste if it's not needed.

    "Good evening, Ms. Hazelton," he says. Still cautious, always cautious. Brown eyes catch on the pin, "A pleasure to see you. Thank you for dislodging me from my repose." He remembers the bloom from their last encounter, recalling the conversation fondly.
    Health: Vitae: WP: BP: 1
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  13. #8
    Connor OBrien's Avatar
    Striking Looks
    (Handsome)
    Presence
    (Boxer's Build)
    Obfuscate
    (Mask of Tranquility)
    Connor OBrien

    +1
    SL
    -1
    NOS
    3
    PRE

    The haunt allows himself to be pulled to the bar. Does he note a bit of excitement in the way Quinn is moving tonight? He hears Quinn order and reaches for his own wallet, yet she beats him to it as she hands her card to the bartender. Instead, he removes three crisp one hundred dollar bills and hands them to bartender. "No empty bottles tonight, please." He says, showing neither disrespect nor the opposite. "I could have paid, Quinn." He says with mock disapproval, her name flowing off his tongue flawlessly.

    His eyes catch the ring as she taps her glass to his, but he says nothing. Instead he takes a small sip of the champagne, thinking a moment before speaking. "I don't know what my expectation was, but this certainly exceeds it." He takes another sip of his drink. "As do you, a stór.

    Out of the corner of his eye, he sees the man in the very nice suit enter, then Jennifer approaching them. He almost begins to turn to greet her out of habit as Milton enters, beginning his own conversation with the Priscus of Haunts. He respects Jennifer, but tonight isn't the night to do what was expected of him; they're free of the expectations of Kindred society, and he won't let anything pull him back in. Tonight was about Quinn and himself, as it should be. "It seems Mr. Northbridge can find time to do something exciting every now and again." He says absentmindedly as he searches for a true point of conversation.
    Nosferatu Curse: An Aura of Danger, like the feeling that causes the hair to stand up on the back of your neck.
    Ressurectionists:

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    Connor OBrien's Avatar
    Striking Looks
    (Handsome)
    Presence
    (Boxer's Build)
    Obfuscate
    (Mask of Tranquility)
    Connor OBrien

    (Imbibe)Vitae 1 Spent
    +1
    SL
    -1
    NOS
    3
    PRE

    book keeping
    Nosferatu Curse: An Aura of Danger, like the feeling that causes the hair to stand up on the back of your neck.
    Ressurectionists:

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    Cassandra Reeding's Avatar
    Cassandra Moore
    Presence
    (Charismatic)
    Striking Looks
    (Radiant)
    Intelligence
    (Keen)
    Kith Blessing
    (Prismatic Heart)
    Status
    (Entertainment)
    Cassandra Reeding

    Eyes like cut, polished emeralds, waist-length scarlet hair, and glowing prismatic skin that seems to react to her emotional state, however what they mean is anyone's guess.

    +1
    SL
    4
    PRE

    Wyrd
    •••
    Polychromatic Artist

    Cassandra makes her way into Nexus for the first time and for some reason, she's feeling rather nervous. She's not gone with anyone in particular and she can't remember the last time she went out on her own to a party. She may not know a single person here. Yes, that's a normal source of anxiety.

    The Polychromatic never hardens her mask. Perhaps it is fatalistic of her, but if a Keeper or Huntsman where this far out, they knew what they were looking for.

    Tonight, she is wearing a below knee length, leather skirt, a black tank top with a long sleeved mesh overlay, black tights, and a pair of lace up boots. A little bit more gothy than she normally goes, but she feels good in it.

    Looking around inside, she takes note of the people speaking to one another and a separate note that no one she knows is here. Anxiety creeps up once more within her, but she does her best to force it aside for her need to converse with more people. Maybe tonight will be fun. She can only hope.

    The scarlet haired Fairest takes note of the few striking people there and for some reason, that gives her a slightly better feeling. One always feels better being one of the fairest in a room.

    She steps to the bar and orders herself a simple cocktail, a Paloma today. "Thank you," she says to the bartender as she's handed her drink. Sipping on her drink now, she watches the few people chatting and notes the one not yet.

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