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(2201) Jacque, Jennifer, Robert, Milton
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  1. #1
    Seryna's Avatar

    Jennifer Hazelton

    The Nox Populi is an upscale experience that will take Sacramento nightlife to a whole new level.


    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.
    Towards the center of the room, a table was placed and roped off that was decorated in similar black and gold runners. Upon it was a model ship, roughly two and a half feet long with two sets of oars on each side- a Bireme.
    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

    Eternal Court is not a singular event. Always open and in constant motion, a compression of the comings and goings of Kindred within Elysium throughout the nights. As such, Eternal Court is also never truly empty; this can include 'faceless masses' of Kindred beneath notice, ghouls, herd members, devotees, or even officials in their offices.

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  3. #2
    Conner Wells's Avatar
    Presence
    (Earnest)
    Allies
    (Academia)
    Obfuscate
    (Mask of Tranquility)
    Eidectic Memory
    Conner Wells
    Combat Stats

    Def: 3 (Dex; Tonfa +1)
    Armor: 1/0 (Reinforced Clothing)
    Initiative: 4
    Speed: 9
    Conner Wells Scenes
     Blush, ExitScene
     
     Book-Keeping: Blush & Consume Drink, 

    2
    PRE

    The first Court of a new year. A season of new life...new beginnings.

    Even for the undead.

    Conner strides down the steps of Elysium, and for once the knot in his stomach is strangely absent. How am I the first one here? Probably somewhere in ambush.

    Sacramento's First Priest shakes his predator's paranoia out of his head and finds himself entranced by the Bireme. He's caught glimpses of it from a distance, but never really gotten a chance to take a look at it closely. Positioning himself facing Elysium's entrance, Conner stands at the edge of the barrier and looks in at the model ship. His keen eyes taking in the minute details of this miniature engine of war.

  4. #3
    Helen Kingsley's Avatar
    -1
    NOS
    2
    PRE

    Helen's been in the habit of staying a little too lukewarm about attending the non-mandatory fun times, but in the spirit of the season and because of the New Year, she's decided to make more of an effort, which means getting the same blue dress out of the box thats been making up most of her Court attire so far.

    The presence of other vampires dampens her mood somewhat, another reminder to start the new year off in proper observance. Yet, the absence of most of the higher digniotaries of the domain at least makes the struggle to set foot into Court shorter and at least a little easier.

    It's something.

    A short look confirms that there's few folks around she can put any name to. Very few, actually. Still, it's hard to overlook the familiar figure that has positioned itself opposite to the entrance, yet seems somewhat engrossed with the boat model on display. So she closes in on the more or less suspecting man.

    "Happy New Year, Mr Wells." she starts them off. "A very nice boat, that one, isn't it ? How's Christmas time been to you ?"

    Nosferatu Curse: The vibe that that shadow is not doing as a shadow does as soon as you're not looking directly at it.

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  6. #4
    Bellemy's Avatar

    Bellemy Salem
    Presence
    (Dreadful)
    Fame
    (Author (Pen Name))
    Contact
    (Street)
    Contact
    (News Media)
    Obfuscate
    (Mask of Tranquility)
    Bellemy

    Nosferatu Curse:

    Phisically deformed head and mouth with shark-like teeth and a grotesquly emaciated body, too long nails and a palpable aura of inappropriateness.

    1
    FAME
    -1
    NOS
    4
    PRE

    Bellemy came next into court. Today the haunt was dressed in a fine black suit with matching shirt and tie. A simple yet elegant style made popular during every age. As Bellemy descended the stairs the beast growled a low hum. Not the usual rampant rage that attempted to consume the haunt but a simmering fury easily ignored.

    When Bellemy reached the bottom it became apparent why the beast was mostly quiet. The duo was known and required no challenge of status. Bellemy stopped feet away from Helen and Conner and allowed them their space. It is not wise for the same groups of people to be seen together too often. The court may being to think we are plotting, Helen and Conner together can be explained away but the three of us may seem more like the beginnings of coalition of Nosferatu and Mekhet. There is danger in that so I shall avoid it. Bellemy calculated.

    The haunt called out in a loud voice. "Mr. Wells, Cousin Kingsley, so very nice to see you both. I hope the new year finds you both well. We shall have to catch up soon." The haunt kept moving while talking to the other side of the room, a clear indication Bellemy was not a part of their conversation. There, potential problem averted. Now let's see who will be the next to arrive.


    Curse: See Minisheet

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  8. #5
    Milton's Avatar
    Time is Money
    Presence
    (Bland)
    Intelligence
    (Analytical)
    Status, Allies
    (City Hall)
    Status, Allies
    (Finance)
    Bureaucratic Navigator
    Milton

    2
    PRE

    Unhurried steps on the stairs.

    As Milton descends, he is revealed to those already in attendance from bottom to top. Black dress shoes, unremarkable but clearly expensive. Well-tailored dress pants, also black. Also without much to recommend them in terms of style. Matching suit jacket. A white shirt and black tie. Pristine, high quality, boring. A sprig of purple clover pinned to the lapel is definitely the most interesting feature of this ensemble.

    Finally, Milton's bland, pale face appears. Bloodless and expressionless, save for that muted smile. Brown eyes sweep the room. Only Helen's beast presents a problem. A challenge. One that Milton quickly stifles. The Haunt and the Shadow near his bireme are offered a nod, but it's Bellemy who has caught his attention.

    Milton approaches the Haunt, fascinated (as always) by their undisguised hideousness. He stops a few steps short of intruding on the Nosferatu's space. "Good evening. A pleasure to see you again. May I join?"
    Health: Vitae: WP: BP: 1

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  10. #6
    R Quartermain's Avatar
    Blood Potency
    R Quartermain
    Stats

    Health:
    Monthly Avg. Vitae: 3
    Current Vitae:
    WP:
    Armor: 1/2
    Defense: 3
    Initiative: 8
    Speed: 9

    2
    PRE

    The door held dread and rapture in equal measure as the newcomer entered. It pricked his pride, to feel the stirring of the beast inside his heart as he felt the presence of the Kindred in the room. He half remembered, as if someone else's memory, a quite different feeling - the thrum of the hunt and the thrill of strength. But that strength had failed him, now, gone like a rotted foundation.

    Beyond that door he knew he would see structure, organization, and order - beauty to settle his beast, and then it would be marred by the traitorous tremors within his own breast. Betrayed by the beast within; what crueler fate?

    Putting his shoulders back, he pushed back the dreaded door - what was one more court among the many that rested somewhere back in the annals of time and memory.

    For a moment, he paused - his eyes slowly taking in the beauty of the place, the elegance. The decor itself was wonderful, elegance and expensive, of course, but the structure of the place... the balance between sections, the striations of social status between ghoul and assistant and kindred. It... was lovely. Beauty in balance that elevated the room from a simple gathering place to a Court.

    And then he felt it, shattering the illusion of solitude which his mind had given him as his eyes roamed over the room. He felt a heart which didn't need to beat flutter in abject, screaming, terror, recognizing the weakness time had given him and the strength of others - in the haze, he could not tell if it was a simple individual stronger than he, or if it was that there was a group of them... but it didn't matter. He felt the fear crawling up his spine and, in response, met it head on.

    His back straightened as he adjusted the formal suit jacket, simple but effective, and nodded a greeting to the others in the room who no doubt had sensed him enter.

  11. #7
    Conner Wells's Avatar
    Presence
    (Earnest)
    Allies
    (Academia)
    Obfuscate
    (Mask of Tranquility)
    Eidectic Memory
    Conner Wells
    Combat Stats

    Def: 3 (Dex; Tonfa +1)
    Armor: 1/0 (Reinforced Clothing)
    Initiative: 4
    Speed: 9
    Conner Wells Scenes
     Blush, ExitScene
     
     Book-Keeping: Blush & Consume Drink, 

    2
    PRE

    The predator stirs...a new monster appears.

    But it's a known monster at least. Conner nods with a smile to Helen. "Happy New Year yourself, Ms. Kingsley." He looks briefly over to the boat as she approaches. "It's a fairly accurate ancient Greek warship, as far as I can tell. If maybe a bit more colorful." Greek history and culture was a rich period of study. "See the front? It was used as a battering ram against enemy ships." He points to the ship's bow, with a bit of an apologetic look at Helen. "History's been on my mind lately; I've been reading some old books."

    "Christmas was good. Quiet, but good."
    The holiday was a bittersweet time for Conner, as it must be for many. But he'd learned to savor the little joys in his new life. I wonder how Helen celebrates Christmas? Perhaps a topic for another time?

    He gives Bellemy an acknowledging nod as well, though he doesn't press her greeting. She seems to want her distance for the moment. The predator seems to agree, if only to avoid smothering itself with foreign monstrous influences...

    Speaking of...

    Milton's presence prompts a nod from the Shadow, though more reserved. He still wasn't sure what to think of the Ventrue yet. And then a new face makes itself known.
    Another new face? Of what kind? Friend or foe? The stranger wasn't currently gravitating towards any particular group, so Conner maintains his position at the Bireme.


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  13. #8
    Jacque's Avatar
    Jack
    Striking Looks
    (Handsome)
    Presence
    (Credence)
    Mask of Tranquility
    New Identity
    (Alexander Krait)
    Resources
    Jacque
    Behavior

    Goes by Jack.

    Educated, scholarly, lawyer, scientist.
    Jack's outward demeanor and tone are a baseline of respectful and calculated.

    He actively debates, persuades, negotiates and even at time tries to intimidate, as core skills of any lawyer worth his salt.

    +1
    SL
    3
    PRE

    Jack made his way down the stairs and he felt the rile of his beast once more. Another night of pretending we weren't the monsters we were. He pushed it back to its cage as he straightened the cuffs of the clean white shirt under his suit vest. Walking into the court proper he was pleased to see both Lords already present and mingling. He made his way towards Quartermain and looked towards Milton with a light beckon.

    It would be easy enough to knock out some formalities in this new year.


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  15. #9
    Quinn Durant's Avatar
    Quinn Durant
    Obfuscate
    (Mask of Tranquility)
    Striking Looks
    (Enticing)
    Barfly
    (Velvet Rope Jockey)
    Good Breeding
    City Status
    Quinn Durant

    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    Quinn came down the stairs after depositing her purse and coat with the coat check above. Her gold strappy high heels sounded on the stairs as she made her way down into the belly of the Nox. She took a moment, to let her gaze move over the patrons, and resisted the urge to jump the railing and proceed to chase all the beasts below like some rabid unnatural beast. The ones who cloaked their beasts of course, were exempt from this urge.

    She was dressed in a form fitting white pencil skirt that stopped about four inches past her knees. Her top was the color of a good Burgundy, completely leaving her delicate shoulders bare almost down to the elbows, where finally the material graced her forearms, with whimsical ties at the wrist. Her hair was flat ironed out in a controlled style, half up and half down. She wore a pair of diamond solitaire earrings and nothing more. Her makeup dramatic on the eyes, but no more than a nude gloss on her lips.

    Seeing the Seneschal in attendance this evening, once Quinn's gold manolos hit the court floor she swept down into a curtsy. One of the deepest and longest she would perform for the evening. She counted in human heart beats until she was sure the gesture of absolute respect would not be missed on anyone.

    She rose and her gaze found Mr. Wells, and she smiled nodding ever so slightly, pleased to see her family in attendance tonight. To the others she offered nods, but only a slight glance to the new-commer that Jack was already ushering over.

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  17. #10
    Connor OBrien's Avatar
    Striking Looks
    (Handsome)
    Presence
    (Boxer's Build)
    Obfuscate
    (Mask of Tranquility)
    Connor OBrien
    Connor OBrien Scenes
     

    +1
    SL
    -1
    NOS
    3
    PRE

    Connor arrived at Nox carrying himself like a man reborn. His shoulders were pulled up and back, making use of all five feet and eleven inches (six feet with his one inch soles) of height the Irishman possessed. He was beginning to move the way he'd intended in Sacramento, and that did great things for one's desire to strive for more.

    Tonight he dressed in a smart, charcoal, Tom Ford suit. His tie was held in place with a black, emerald studded tie clip. On his right middle finger he wore a gold, emerald, and diamond ring. His beast was thoroughly cloaked before entering.

    The Haunt waited a moment on the stairs, scanning the crowd from a vantage point. The Seneschal was here, as was Quinn... but the most interesting was the newcomer... most interesting indeed. He held himself like a Kindred of Quality, though one of his Cousins was the same way so one couldn't make assumptions from that. Instead of standing and drawing conclusions, the Whip instead finished his journey down the stairs and made his stop at the coat check. A roll of his neck and deep inhale was visible as his beast raged against the bars of its cage, just begging...no... demanding to be set loose.

    First, Connor made a deep bow, from the waist, of respect to the Seneschal Jack. He counted human heartbeats in that bowed position, waiting an appropriate amount of time to rise and carry on. To Quinn, the haunt offered a deep bow of the head and shoulders and a smile. His eyes may have lingered a moment longer than he intended before he moved on to the general masses of the court. Milton, Helen and Conner both received a nod of the head, though Conner's was a bit deeper in respect to his position as Priest. Still moving forward though, he had something to discuss with his quiet cousin across the room.

    To Bellemy, the Haunt stopped just out of conversation distance and offered a nod of his head. "Good evening, Cousin." He said, his voice a low tenor amongst the murmur of other conversations. "Do you have time to discuss some minor details of our mutual endeavor?"
    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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