The Nosferatu moves confidently into the bath house. A few minutes before, Liam lit the candles that help create the dream – like quality. The ghoul waits at one of the stools in the adjacent sitting room. Her ghoul, Liam, wears a fine tailored suit in grey with a white dress shirt. The tailored suit is reinforced in areas and tailored to account for the weapons he is required to carry in his role. The man appears average in every way. When a Family member walks by, he gives a deep bow of the head. He does not meet any Kindred's eyes; he is respectful and not presumptuous.
Jennifer sits on one of the concrete benches within the Caldarium. The electric lights in the bathhouse are set for a certain mood: soft and dreamlike. There is a deep pool, its own pool lights calm and steady. There is a new addition to the bathhouse. A painting encased in a special glass made to protect paintings from heat, humidity and damage was predominantly displayed. The painting was created by a Nosferatu, Cynthia Weiss. The subject was this very Caldarium, created some time ago.
The new addition was brightening the space as Jennifer has chosen a seat near it. She chose a space for others to spread out nearby around her. Jennifer removes the gold scarf wound around her neck and shoulders, revealing the gruesome scar.
She wore her college student persona today: black leggings and sea green tunic. Her Beast is Cloaked, as is her habit. She used no Vitae to Blush, her skin waxen and pale in the safety of the Haven.