Nexus III

[Kaze]

Kaze enters alertly, like he is confirming what a sixth sense suggested as he follows his intuition to the gathering in the rooftop Club. He smiles broadly when he spots Jennifer Hazelton and heads over towards her.

He smiles towards the well dressed and somewhat blandly reserved looking man speaking to Jennifer and says, "Hey." as he joins them.

Kaze is wearing a black leather jacket over a solid black, cotton shirt and black trousers and athletic shoes.

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Jennifer looks over the room, noticing that well dressed, attractive man. A stranger as yet. Her eyes took in the scarlet haired beauty in the leather skirt. Very nice clothing choice. She doesn't linger on them, but doesn't cut her eyes in a rude fashion.

The kindred- who looks it- turned as Milton approached. "Good evening to you. You look very nice."
The Nosferatu's Cursed voice slithered. She was sincere.
Her eyes take in the outfit, looking over the details. Her brown eyes brighten at the reference.
I do appreciate the thought you put into choosing the venue of our last conversation. You are thoughtful. Repose has it's place- yet tonight, come speak with me."
Jennifer clasps both her hands over Milton's for a moment, including him with a sincere smile. Then he arrives. Jennifer separated from Milton's hand gently, sliding into a side hug with Kaze . The Nosferatu gave a kiss to Kaze 's cheek.

"Hello. I missed you." More quietly said, close to Kaze 's ear At normal volume, turning to look at Milton.
"I wanted to introduce you to a good friend of mine."

A pause. Mr. Northbridge had not mentioned an alias.
"Mr. Northbridge." She took a chance.

[Milton]

Jennifer clasps his hand and Milton puts down the urge to draw it away.

It's not his usual aversion to touch, not with this woman he considers his friend. It's just her curse. He puts down the instinctual revulsion and offers her a smile, as close to warm as it gets with this Lord. She's familiar enough to know that he means it, even if he struggles to project emotion.

He nods his head humbly, "I'm glad you enjoyed it. The location reminded me of you."

And then Steve appears.

Continued in (Nexus III) Jennifer, Kaze, and Milton...

[Wei Lin]

There was something in the air tonight. Something charged, as an energy current drifting through the streets, beckoning those who could feel it motion. It prickled at the edge of Wei Lin's senses as soon as she was awake from her day slumber, and she was keen to explore where this feeling led.

The energy had her feeling playful, ready to try one of the many outfits she had brought with her move, as well as some other accessories. So, when the Succubus stepped out of the elevator of the Nexus, she was all dolled up in a rather revealing outfit, completed with a styled platinum blonde wig.

Amazing. Here, so high up it felt like one could reach up and touch the sky, the energy was thrumming, pulsing with nearly frantic beat over the clear, unblushed skin of Wei Lin. She smiled, looking around with an anticipation one might see on a kid who got loose in a candy store, waiting to find out all the night had in store. There were even a few familiar faces, but none that Wei Lin had much desire to speak to right now.

She offered a polite wave to the Priscus Hazelton's group and proceeded to the bar. To the other side from what seemed to be a date of other familiar Kindred. This place truly was popular, it already looked like one of the regular Courts. Only with more alcohol involved.

Speaking of, the Succubus ordered a strawberry daiquiri, taking a moment while it was being made to inspect her neighbour at the counter closer. A woman, strikingly pretty, the goth look almost out of place at a fancy gathering but meshing with the presence of the lady so well, it made her look only better. She didn't appear to have an escort, but Wei Lin knew better than to assume such things.

"Do you come here often?" she still asked, saluting to the woman with her arrived drink, before laughing. "Sorry, a bad joke to lift the mood. Didn't want to intrude, but the night simply begs for good company." A sip of the cocktail, ready to depart in case said company was unwanted.

[Eulogy]

Mordechai walked to the bar. He noticed the well dressed patrons gathering into little groups. It left plenty of room for him to squeeze in and get the attention of the bartender.

"I will have a Vodka martini, dry, stirred with lemon please." he said in a happy tone.

While he waited for his drink he turned around to observe the assembled people. The couple to one side of him were apparently celebrating with a bottle of champagne. Newlyweds perhaps. he thought. A warm feeling of joy filled him at the potential from a new beginning.

He watched as Kaze entered, dressed in his leathers, and made his way to a woman in a green dress. Eulogy looked at the woman who seemed very pale, almost sickly in complexion. He furrowed his eyebrows in wonder then noticed a rather plain man dressed much like himself was also with the group. No one seemed to be uneasy about her health so Mordechai decided to adopt a wait and see attitude.

He watched as a stunningly radiant woman walked in and made her way to the bar. He waited a few minutes as she ordered her drink. Muscling up the nerve to strike up a conversation. Just as the butterflies settled in his stomach and he had turned, ice breaker at the ready, another stunning woman appeared to fill the void.

Eulogy had to admit the new woman’s opener was much better than the common “Hi, Can I buy you a drink?” he was going to say. With the moment missed, He turned to sip on his martini.

NO! Not tonight.! Tonight is for new experiences, I can be myself any other day. Today I am sociable.”

He turned and approached the two women with a confidence not normally felt. ”Hello Ladies, I am sorry to intrude. Perhaps it is this place but I felt an irresistible pull to make your acquaintances. I hope I am not being too forward.”

He paused, a polite smile and an interested look on his face. Hiding the turmoil inside.

You’re such an idiot Mordechai.
Wei Lin Cassandra Reeding

[Belle]

Belle was having a restless night...

Something was pulling at her subconscious, stirring her into a late night drive to somewhere she wasn't sure where or what. Normally she wasn't easily distracted, but this pull was too close to something she'd felt only once in full before. Like Awakening...

As Belle enters the Nexus she's dressed casually with her hair down, not looking to impress so much as explore. There's a bar up ahead with a few people gathered; a dapper gentleman has just sat down to order drinks alongside a slender goth chick and a glorious redhead, and what looked like a wealthy couple were perched there in various degrees of conversation. Well, I suppose a drink wouldn't hurt. She starts to head towards the bar before she hears a familiar voice.

Kaze?

She quickly finds the Obrimos talking with a young woman and a well-dressed gentleman, both of whom looked strangely pale. The friendly face evaporates any hesitation in the Warlock, and she waves to her friend. "Hey, Steve!"

Permission to enter side-thread Ruach , Seryna , Endymion ?

[Kaze]

Kaze notices Eulogy's entrance and is about to get him to come over and be introduced; he is pretty sure that Eulogy and Mister Northbridge might get along, when he sees Eulogy head over to some knockout gorgeous ladies. Wow. Good for him!

Then he sees Belle. And so he calls out to her in answer and invitation! "Oh hey! Maya! Over here!"

Please do join us!
(Nexus III) Jennifer, Kaze, and Milton (nwod.org)

[Belle]

Belle smiles back to Kaze and bursts into the group. Let it never be said Warlocks missed out on a chance to bring a little hell to the party...

Continued in (Nexus III) Jennifer, Kaze, and Milton...

[Quinn Durant]

Quinn grinned easily at Connor as he brings up the fact that she gave the bartender her credit card. That mischievous look in her eyes, well it was downright a glow of impertinence. She knew it would bother his ageist sensibilities. Which is why she did it. A bit of ribbing at their age difference. "Of course you can, but I don't really think about what you can and cannot pay for as I am used to paying for everything myself." That was a goddamn lie. She definitely thought about it, and decided the teasing was worth it. Quinn was too calculated a creature for anything else.

Entries were several. Quinn's gaze followed them all, a brief eye flick. For the ones she knew she graced with a small smile in their direction. Namely. Milton, and Steven, though she didn't move to engage. The night was still young after all, and they had just arrived to avail her Ladyship some company. Quinn was confident if Jennifer wanted Connor or Quinn she would make it known. Jennifer had a forth-rightness that Quinn both loved about her and depended on.

Quinn looked back down at the ring Connor had bought for her, and felt heat creep into her cheeks. Her emotions burning on her cheeks made it hard to think about anything else. What ended coming out in a bit of a rush....
"So..I feel like I'm missing something here about the rings significance in cultural norms for Ireland. How does something that signifies personal love have a greater message for society depending on how its worn? Wouldn't that only apply if they knew who the person felt that way about? You know like you were saying...open to their love or you are already in love with them?"
She made a motion with her hand to the ring orientations, speaking with her hands. Quinn rarely if ever talked with her hands. Between the pulsing energy in the air and Connor's curse Quinn was feeling it tonight. Like a second heartbeat steering hers faster.

Continued in (Nexus III) Around the Bar...

[Cassandra Reeding]

Cassandra turns to the woman addressing her and offers a charming smile, "First time." She takes a good moment to look over the face of the woman. She's positively magnetic, hard to take your eyes off of. It would put a hint of envy in her if she didn't feel at peace enough with being the only Fairest in the room. The outfit the woman is wearing is more revealing and floral, hard not to have your gaze pulled to, but there is a sophisticated vibe to it. She moves her hand to adjust a stray lock of hair behind her ear and she's about to continue when a man approaches to join them.


"No, not too forward. It's a social night isn't it? Nights like these favor the bold." She offers him a smile as well and then looks to the both of them. I guess I should introduce myself. "I'm Cassandra." Should I go into any more? Something to keep conversation rolling past name introductions? Sometimes being social is easy, a personality she can just slide right into and go. She'd even dare say she enjoys socializing and meeting new people, but anxieties don't always make that easy. So, where to go with this?


"And this lovely woman I have yet to fully make the acquaintance of," she looks to the platinum haired woman beside her, wanting to know more about her then. Waiting for introductions to be given, she takes a sip of her drink and then holds it chest level, stirring her straw around a little bit.

Continued in (Nexus III) Cassandra, Eulogy, Wei Lin...