(Open Scene) Nuit D'Encre Grand Opening

[Circe]

"So, yer option is a door? And ya didn't slam it shut against this horrid orange? Ha," she barks a laugh showing no hesitation to him at all. "Lead me not into tempt, oh ho ho, merda, I know several short cuts, my new friend."


She takes the seat that he has gestured to. "Went through the park, got a little prickly, had ta grab a spare outfit," Circe giggles as she waves to herself, "Orange popsicle. Supposed ta fit with what a friend coming here usually wears."


Circe raises up in the seat to look around, "If he dressed normal tonight, I might kick his ass fer hidin' from me." After a moment Circe faux gasps. "Oh, where are my manners? Probably in a garbage can. I'm Mary, for I quite am," she waves to him.

[Crystal]

It was hard not to notice the two gorgeous women entering the bar. Worse, he thought he remembered both from the Nexus - and although assuming shit was never a good idea, he made a mental note not to get too close to either of the ladies tonight if he could help it.
And one of them was this guys cousin? Yuck, that put the relationship he had assumed about them in a different light. Which again proved that assuming shit was a bad idea. "Hey, free country and all. I don't mind chatting just with the two of you, but I won't throw a fit either." So much for staying away.

Either way, he'd accompany Jennifer and entered the VIP lounge.

Continued in (VIP lounge) Nuit D'encre...

[Bellemy]

Bellemy did not usually comment on the way people dressed. The creature's whole existence was predicated on not fitting in with the fashionable so how could the haunt judge another? But this woman seemed to enjoy clothes and so Bellemy veered away from the normal and said "It is a rather pretty orange. Reminds me of the leaves in autumn and Creamsicles always were my favorite." there is no malice to the words, no sarcastic barb. "Your friend must be very fashion forward if you are trying to match them."

Bellemy couldn't help but smile behind the veil, this woman was refreshingly animated. A distinct difference from the stuffy formality that Bellemy usually associated with. "Well met Mary. You may call me Bellemy if it pleases you."

The haunt looked again, more carefully at the woman and chose to give yet another compliment. "Might I say, that is a very interesting pendant. Is that Yggdrasil?" calling up memories of past pagan study.

[Colonel Worm]

Continued from (Grand Opening) at the bar...

Worm passes through the club, drink in hand. Buzzed, but not sloppy. Not yet anyway.

He glances over Connor's shoulder at Quinn Durant , gives her a playful wink. Come find me if you want to have some real fun that look seems to say. Why should Mr. Alternative-but-not-too-Alternative get those two all to himself?

Flirty looks, 3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-02-26 10:49:55	Colonel Worm rolls 4 to Presence + Socialize	8, 9, 5, 9	3 successes

Worm's not drunk enough to make too much trouble, though. So he keeps going. Eyes now on Crystal and his remarkable suit. He follows the dude and his companions into the VIP room.

Continued in (VIP lounge) Nuit D'encre...

[Circe]

Bellemy gets a smile from Circe. "Aww, yer a sweetie ain't ya?" And then laughter, "Oh ho ho ho! He's as forward as a shovel swinging at a face," she laughs, "Or maybe he is an artist and I just don't get that shit."


"It would be a pleasure Bellemy, oh veiled one of mystery," she is genuine in her good mood. Fortunate for all present. Who knows what she is packing inside that orange jacket. Though instead of finger a gun, she instead grasps her pendant. "Hmm, I suppose I could say it is that Asgardian tree. Or some other nature thingie. I can say that the copper wire was a bitch ta make and a cruel evil bitch ta bend around the rock." Truly, the fae blessing of time saved was useful for this kind of thing. "And back at ya, yer veils give ya this whole mysterious man of mysteries vibe. Ya pull it off!"

[Twist]

At ease in the club, her dark eyes sparkling as she gazes about. Spotting the wave from Conner Wells , an eyebrow quirks briefly before she touches Quinn's arm to let her know of her cousin's ... greeting? No- invitation she realizes as the man turns with ah- Jennifer made it out! Well, that is good to see indeed.

But before she can decide if she wants to accept, Connor is in front of her and Quinn. His beast thankfully masked. She could wish the same could be said for a number of outfits that stood out in the crowd. There was something awful at the bar and the ensemble inspired by a traffic cone nearly made Bellemy look unremarkable. She was sure she had seen the female under the orange before, but to try and focus and place the face she would have to stare at the outfit. And she just wasn't in the mood.

Instead, she smiled at her Covenant mate Connor OBrien , "I was just saying that it appears to be a most successful opening. You must be more than pleased."

[Quinn Durant]

Quinn smiled softly at Connor as he approached them. She offered the small box, with a gentle nod of her head. Indicating it was a gift with him in mind. "Thank you for the welcome Mr. OBrien. Things look like they have gone off without a hitch! Congratulations on a successful opening! I hope you will accept this gift to mark the occasion. I know a man of your tastes will appreciate its craftsmanship and quality." And when he finally did open it, most likely later this evening, or the next, he would find the inscription. It came out more formal than she had intended in this setting. Old habits died hard. Even harder with the Kindred.

There were many things to be distracted with. One of which gave her the look and the wink. He Colonel Worm was a road flare, but yet Quinn was not unused to the unusual or the flamboyant. You would be surprised the kind of clientele she worked for, after all. She couldn't help but smile softly, glancing to Twist, and wondering what she thought of all of it. She followed Twist's gaze to the woman with the pants! Quinn recognized her too. Mary. Or so she introduced herself as.

Quinn gave an upnod to Conner Wells. Smiling to her cousin as he slipped into the VIP area.