After some circulation, the Lord's eyes flicked towards Adeline and lingered. It was time to make good on the promise.
Continued in (2211) Seeing and knowing...
(2211) Formal Court
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After some circulation, the Lord's eyes flicked towards Adeline and lingered. It was time to make good on the promise.
Continued in (2211) Seeing and knowing...
Jennifer gives the deepest curtsy of the night to the Prince, showing her deep respect to the Gangrel Prince. Her brown eyes linger on Cain for a moment. He was no ordinary ghoul, no. He was a force to be reckoned with all on his own.. Her eyes return to the Alder Prince and she gives a warm smile.
The Seneschal enters and Jennifer dips into a low curtsy, not so low as she would for the Prince. Yet held to a point to emphasis her respect for Seneschal Jack. Her eyes linger on him for a moment, enjoying his interpretation of the theme. Themes were so lovely, Jennifer reflected.
Now her eyes move to where the Alder Prince had subtlely directed Jennifer's attention. She had taken a moment to consier how to properly address the issue. In this time, Whip O'Brien had dropped off the offending item all on his own. Her autumn eyes remain on him for a long, telling beat.
The Kindred moving around Elysia move like a flock of birds at the entrance of the Prince, whose Blood makes her so intimidating and impossible to ignore. All Kindred show respect by bowing or making curtsies.Some stare at her outfit, obviously impressed. Or perhaps they stare at Cain, impressed or frightened. Or perhaps both. The same movement occurs to acknowledge Seneschal Jack athis arrival.
Small groups behin to form. Not the usual clusters. Mr. Waldorf strolls over to the strikingly beautiful stranger, stating:
"I am Mr. Royce Waldorf of the line Ventrue. Might I join you?"
"Certainly." The woman smiles. "It is lovely to make your axquintance, Mr. Waldorf. I am Madame Rebecca McIntyre, of the line Ventrue and a member of the First Estate." The pleasant smile remains. "This is such a lovely Court. "
The Savage watches as the Haunt appears to catch on to the mistake he made. Something that should have gone without saying, but clearly not understood. Perhaps it was time for a refresher on the rules and Laws.
But that could be handled by his Priscus. Looking back to Jennifer Hazelton , the smile was returned with a motion with her head, inviting the Lady to approach. She was curious about the outfit Jenn had chosen.
The Nosferatu's gaze lingered on the group for only a moment. She watched as the newcomer moved over to the Seneschal, marking it. Jennifer noticed Alessandra 's smile. Although it was the motion of the head that guided Jennifer's path to meet the Gangrel Prince.
Jennifer dipped a curtsy of respect to the Alder upon reaching conversation distance. "Alder Lady Prince." Jennifer greeted with her Cursed voice that slithered like a snake over dying autumn grass.
She didn't need to adhere to such proper terms of address in covenant nuetral areas such as this, yet perhaps those around could be helped by knowing exactly who Alessandra was. What she had earned.
"I trust that you have been well since we spoke last?" The inquiry was honest.
"Yes." Mr. Waldorf takes a moment to look around the room. "Such a delightful mood at the moment. The Alder Prince and the officials she has appointed keep the Domain running smoothly."
Madame McInyre turned her head to watch Adeline and Jack for a moment. Seneschal Jack was given another nod of respect as due his station. Her gaze scans the room for a moment.
"I suppose that you know of current events, Mr. Waldorf. Are there anything that would be of interest?"
"I would inquire which activities would pique your interest, Madame McIntyre." Mr. Waldorf replied smoothly. Mr. Anthony Hoyle moved into the conversation circle of the two. Mr. Waldorf turned and graciously stated. "Mr. Hoyle, won't you join us? This is Madame Rebecca McIntyre of the line Ventrue and a member of the First Estate." He turned to Rebecca McIntyre.
"May I introduce Mr. Anthony Hoyle, who shares a Clan with you and I."
"Thank you, Mr. Waldorf. Madame McIntyre?" Mr. Hoyle clarified. "Wonderful to have another new cousin. I hear that there may be another."
"Yes, it is wonderful to make your acquintance, Mr. Hoyle." The beautiful woman looked at Mr. Hoyle closely for a moment. "Oh, how lovely."
The night drew old and kindred departed, off to find haven before the daystar rose.