2204 Eternal Court

[Seryna]

Eternal Court

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.

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Jennifer arrived at Court, giving a discrete glance at the coat check. If someone was watching when she arrived, she did pause and drop off a small black leather backpack at the coat check. The Priscus walked with confidence into Elysium proper. Liam, a ghoul dressed in a charcoal grey suit and white dress shirt, followed behind at an appropriate distance.
The Priscus was dressed in a tailored black designer dress in high quality fabric. It was perfectly tailored to her form, with a matching dark green capelet that had lace overlay and featured a clasped collar that covered her neck and collarbone. An art nouveau four leaf brooch featuring pearls and green enamel was pinned on the capelet. The pin held a single live bloom of the Blue Convolvulus flower.
Her dark brown hair was wrapped into an elaborate updo. The Nosferatu wore black evening gloves to match her capelet, and carried a small black clutch.

Jennifer's dress, hair and pin

Hair
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/298574650309325029/
Dress
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/298574650309274484/
Pin
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/298574650305893668/

[Helen Kingsley]

Helen arrives at Elysium in the blue dress she always wears at court and, also as always, she enters without checking in anything. As usual she remains at the door for a bit to centerr on what is about to hit once she gets in. Not that its more than a psychological crutch, but some rituals do help from time to time...

As is, the familiar but still unblunted wave of irritation and fear hits her as soon as she enters. Maybe if there were less folks she knows better that would diminish ? Good question, just pretty rhetorical with the nature of local court, so she doesn't bother too much with following that trail of thought too far. Hm, not many people of note to be seen. Well, so far, as she can tell among the other folks, just one. So she settles with a curtsy for her Priscus and moves on a little to se if she can find anyone else out and about.

[Conner Wells]

As Conner clears the threshold of Elysium and descends the stairs, he takes a moment to send a silent prayer up to the Heavens. A reminder of what was and what is, and who is owed thanks for both. Amen. ​His skin is flush with life, which makes his expression of earnest contentment all the more readable. His Covenant ring is, of course, on display on his right hand to offset the Lancea colors of blue and green in his attire. For tonight, the Shadow will wear those colors proudly.

Seeing the sparse gathering so far, Conner decides to approach Priscus Hazelton first. He offers a bow of respect to the senior Kindred in the room. ​"Good evening, Priscus Hazelton. How have you been?" He offers a nod to Helen, though it looks like the other Nosferatu is content to play the field. And Conner wants to make sure Priscus Hazelton knows he has her full attention. "Any stirrings in the city you've noticed?"

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Jennifer was studying the room proper for any changes. Occasionally, new art appeared. Her eyes moved to the Bireme, deep in thought. Yet she turned her head at the entrance of another. Jennifer gave her cousin Helen Kingsley a warm smile and a nod of her head, perfectly matched for Helen's acknowledged status. Pleased to see Helen at court. Jennifer acknowledged that Helen did not wish to speak as her own dark eyes moved to the entrance.
Another was coming. Her dark eyes acknowledge him as he seems to beseech something. She recalled that Hierophant Wood did the same thing before entering Court.

"Mr. Wells." A nod for his acknowledged status. "I have been well enough. I trust that you have been well?"
"Stirrings? Could you be more precise?"

[Alessandra]

The Savage walks into Court wearing a black fitted dress. Black was just a more comfortable color for her. But it showed plenty of ink, and that was a plus.

She feels her Beast begin to pull at its leash, demanding the blood of the weaker ones. Shoving it back, she continues to observe the room.

Not too many were out this evening. Could either be a good thing or a bad thing.

There was a nod of respect to Jennifer Hazelton , both for being a Priscus, and a Lady of the First Estate. Conner and Helen both gets nods of acknowledgement. That done, she moves off to the side to take a seat that gave her full view of the door, but enough space to simply observe for now.

[William Walker]

It had been a good night for a brief stroll around the city before heading to Elysium. He entered the room, walking confidently and with purpose. He stopped for a moment and observed the room as a wall of beasts hit him. There was one beast that was particularly strong. The Prince he thought to himself. He took a few seconds, pushing his beast back in its proverbial box and with it the desire to flee the room.

William descended the stairs, offering those in the room a polite nod. However, before he nodded to any of the others he gave the one with a powerful beast a respectful bow.

He had noticed a few people already in conversation. Best to take a seat and not interrupt anyone's conversation. As per usual his appearance was immaculate, every detail from head to toe was carefully curated and fixed in place. It did not take him long to find a suitable place to sit

[Quinn Durant]

Quinn descended the stairs and dutifully ignored the coat check, after all she had an office to stash items usually not allowed. Spring had sprung. Her dress was a reflection of the change of season. Something lighter and airy. As stagnant creatures by default, it was important to acknowledge the changes, and the seasons change gave the excuse and signal that warmth was returning to the world after the long dark of winter. Which for Kindred was kind of a bummer. It meant shorter nights, but more abundance of vitae out late. Kine lingered after the hot sun disappeared, something the Kindred took full advantage of.


She also felt her beast urge her to go back out the way she came feeling the Prince’s beast, and the others the urge to attack them on sight. All the little reminders of just how far away they were from being human.


As soon as her ballet flats hit the marble floor of court, she dropped into a curtsy befitting the Prince’s station, and when she arose she acknowledged Priscus Hazelton with a deeper nod, acknowledging her value to the Domain.


The others got nods of acknowledgement. Including the newest to join Jack’s family. How lovely, a new Ventrue… she mused briefly.


Of all the interesting things in Elysia, the piano still drew the Shadows eye. She circled it once. Admiring its craftsmanship. The Bireme was lovely, and the Chess set had seen use, but not the piano. It remained barren and silent. She kept waiting for there to be a bench and someone with the skill to play such a beautiful instrument, but court after court it just sat there. Sad.

[Helen Kingsley]

Helen continues the rounds of showing respect as the Prince and the Reeve enter as well as other folks catch her eye. Huh, looks like most folks are pretty on the solitary side oif things tonight. Well, except for Conner and Jennifer. Lookinjg around, theres this guy she hasn't seen before. New arrival on last court perhaps ? Might be, he doesn't look too pressed to make contact with court officials. Pretty good-looking, even if he looks a bit too boyish for Helen's taste, but she can appreciate some eye candy when she sees it.

Still doesn't make the decision any easier. Go bother the Reeve, go bother the greenie or go wait to see who else shows up... Hm. Eh, fuck it. She makes her ways over to where William is seated and greets him with a nod.

"Good evening, hope I'm not imposing, Mr... ?"

Ah, well, what court makes folks say. She's only picked that sort of line because in this setting, the last time she caught it, it sort of worked.

[R Quartermain]

The soldier made his way into the Elysium, as always steeling himself for the rush of emotion as he felt the wash and wave of the Beasts of the court. He was becoming used to the buffeting of such upon entrance – the solitude of most of his nights giving him the time and space to process the reality of his current… status as one predator among many.

He looked over the room slowly, turning ball-bearing eyes across the various members of the Court, offering the deepest bow first to the Prince, then to the other court officers.

The soldier hid a small frown as he noticed how few were present – he’d hoped to speak with Milton about the process of beginning their arrangements. Instead, he glanced towards the Lady Notary, inclining his head – the body language asking her leave to approach.