(2603)Formal Court

[Alessandra]

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.

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.

Formal Court has now begun...

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


You now have 1 Week to enter Court before the Doors Close.

Formal Court a specific event. Announced to the Domain, you are expected to attend or you will find your Acknowledgement revoked. After 1 Week, the doors to Court close (no new entries into the thread). Once you have left Court, you are not permitted to return. Court is never truly empty: this can include 'faceless masses' of Kindred beneath notice, ghouls, herd members, devotees, or even officials in their offices.

[Alicia Silvers]

Well cousin will you appear again tonight or did you decide to leave?
Walking down the stairs upon dark silver heels, draped in a light warm soft vanilla fragrance, wearing a dark rose sleeveless dress, dark arm ornaments, a silver ruby choker, raven dark hair lightly florally styled. Soft red lips, red eye shadow with misty green/blue eyes concealing her naturally colored ones.

Giving nods to the ones in attendance in accordance with their respective status, but not seeing anyone to draw her immediate attention as she walks into the center, well trained eyes keeping their attention on the entrance, awaiting to see whom will be in attendance tonight and whom has left the domain.
It has been some time since I was among the earlier to arrive.

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Jennifer strode into Elysium with confidence, Liam walking three steps behind her. The Nosferatu paused at coat check to turn over a long, then item about three feet long enclosed in a custom linen sewn sheathe. A metal pin box was produced and Jennifer removed the pins that kept a flesh-colored scarf adhered to her dress, obscuring her neck and one of her shoulders. The pin case and flesh colored scarf was relinquished to coat check. The Nosferatu had flushed stolen blood through her skin, giving her the illusion of life.

Jennifer moved into Court proper. Liam unobtrusively moved off to stand at a wall where he would wait to be of service.
Jennifer wore a tailored dress that had been inspired by a runway fashion that she had noticed a few years ago. The main color was black. There were brighter colors in the bright floral embroidery that added interest to the gown. Jennifer wore longer interest earrings in sterling silver. The Baroness wears two rings that she is seldom seen without: the green emerald ring and the chocolate diamond and white diamond ring.
The Nosferatu glances around the room for a moment. The Nosferatu made two nods of respect to the Priscus present.
"Priscus Silvers." The sibilant voice sounds in the air.

[Seryna]

The faceless masses have turned out on time for the Formal Court. It is well known that not attending would cost one dearly. Who wants to explain to one's Priscus why they lost Acknowledgement for failing to attend Formal Court? And so every Acknowledged Kindred can be seen: Stacey Clark standing near the door, subdued. Vincenzo, pockmarked and talking animatedly with two White and skinny Nosferatu who seemed to try to be in the shadow. Others might be found if one specifically looked for them among the crowd.
Two others stood out in the room: a beautiful woman who had been at the last eternal court standing near the door who gave a deep bow to Alicia.
A second Kindred was a man in a dark brown suit and white shirt with an expensive brown and copper geometric patterned tie and topaz cufflinks. He had a fresh haircut for his dark black hair and his face was rather ill - formed and unfortunate, his Beast marked him as young. BP 1

[Raul]

The Savage Dragon arrives dressed in his typical suit for Formal Court, well tailored to fit on his muscular form. The blazer and trousers and dress shoes are all black to help accent the cream colored shirt and thevest and tie are both crimson and paisley.

He grabs hold of his Beast as he enters, keeping the predator at hand as he knows he'll be sensing other beasts tonight, even though his own will hide behind a Mask. He steps down into the Elysia commons and looks around for familiar faces. There are a few he knows and a few he doesn't.

He gives a nod over to Alicia, "Priscus Silvers, a pleasure to see you again as always."

A small smile appears on his lips as he sees the Jennifer. A small bow is given to her as well. "Seneschal Hazelton, always a pleasure. I hope the evening is finding you well."

A nod is given to the Dragon Waldorf if when he is spotted amongst the masses.

[Otto Schneider]

The Sanctified Reeve of Sacramento strolled into Court, clad in the same outfit he always wore to Elysium. Three-piece suit, complementary tie, gold wristwatch, and a pin on his breast pocket bearing the mark of the Lancea Sanctum. As usual, his Beast was rearing its ugly head as soon as he entered Elysium proper. And like the last time, his Beast was feeling more aggressive than usual. In fact, in the absence of the Prince, it was downright feral. It took some concerted effort on his part to keep it satiated.

Still, he managed to keep himself calm. As he strode into Court, he offered appropriate bows to his fellow Priscii as well as Raul, though he didn't immediately stop to speak to any of them. There were several 'lesser' Kindred that caught his interest, especially now that security of the Domain was part of his official duties. Still, he approached Vincenzo first and foremost, giving the older Kindred a polite nod. "Honored Legate. It is always a pleasant evening when you visit our humble city." His eyes immediately darted to the others beside him. "Who might they be?" He asked politely, though without any warmth in his eyes.

[Jennifer Hazelton]

The Seneschal notes the entrance of the Reeve and Raul. Although Raul speaks to her, Jennifer makes an appropriate deeper nod with a slight back bow towards Reeve Schneider.

Dark brown eyes then focus on the Ordul Dracul Kindred.

Jennifer inclines her head towards the Ordul Dracul member of the Domain as he pays his respects. Her nod is sharp and to the point of proper etiquette. The sibilant voice sounds.
"Good evening. It finds me curious about the events of past nights."

[Seryna]

Alicia Silvers would find a letter waiting in her mailbox from Ms. Shaw. The letter is a brief statement that she was Ms. Caroline Shaw from Phoenix, AZ, and would like to discuss acknowledgement. Within the blue envelope was a brief paragraph signed Amelia McCabe, Priscus of the Daeva. The letter briefly summarizes that a Daeva by the name Caroline Shaw was a fine example of a Daeva with superb skill in Blood Gifts who had a gift for leadership.

The faceless masses make appropriate gestures of respect towards the Seneschal, Reeve, Priscus and Raul. No one is brave enough to slight anyone or cause excitement.

"Reeve." The Legate makes an appropriate small half - bow towards the Reeve. The pockmarked Kindred turns slightly to evaluate who Otto is referencing.
"Oh. Some Nosferatu who have been acknowledged for roughly a year. They live in some country bramble or some such just within the Domain of the Alder Prince and because of that, do not visit often. Thankfully." He mentions the last barely audible.

"It appears we have an unknown Gangrel and someone who says she is going to address her Acknowledgement with the Priscus Silvers. I have heard the Gangrel's ghoul - a rough sort of fellow - was asking questions about the past events of the Domain."
His voice dropped.
"He said something about a Priscus in a Domain near where he emigrated went missing and it is feared that they met Final Death, can you imagine? Apparently he asked how stable our Domain is."

[Alessandra]

Formal Court, which meant a new dress. Not that she was trying to impress anyone, but one must look good.

This one was a green gauzy material with black leather accents, tattoos on display. Colors were important, and this one just hit all the right notes for her. She wore an emerald ring as well.

There were Kindred she was looking forward to speaking with this evening, and thus, entered Court with an agenda. Gabriel opening the door and stepping off to the side, allowing her to enter, with Cain beside her.

Approaching the railing, she pauses, giving her Beast a moment to feel the weakness in the room. It snarled in anger, wanting the blood and flesh of everyone in the room who dared show how weak they were. But there would be none of that this evening. She was in control, not It. And she pulls back on its chain, putting it back within its corner as dark eyes look over the room.

Seeing Jennifer Hazelton , she dips her head into a nod of respect owed to her. Jenn was due the respect she had earned not only from her titles, but from Ale herself, a small smile offered. Then a more shallow nod of respect to Otto Schneider , for his position not only as Priscus, but as the new Reeve. A nod then offered to the other Priscus.

Seeing Raul , she nods and then motions for him to approach.

[Alicia Silvers]

Turning her eyes towards Jennifer with a light curtsy, bowing her head in accordance with her status.
"Seneschal Hazelton"

A look towards her cousins and the strange man with a rise of her beast, needing to close her eyes with an envisionment of chains wrapping itself around it to pull it back down, subdued into calmness.

Bowing her head lightly towards Raul in accordance with his status.
"Mr.Domínguez, a likewise, are you finding your bearings after your return?"

Another entrance another bow of the head towards the Reeve in accordance with his status yet not letting her eyes linger upon him for more than a moment.

Turning her eyes back towards the Seneschal and the recently returned one.
"If you both excuse me, it seems my attention is needed elsewhere." Giving yet another light curtsy towards the Seneschal with her head lowered in accordance with her status, and a brief shallower nod towards Raul in accordance with his before moving away.

Grabbing her letter, with a swift read and moving over towards Ms.Shaw with the faintest of nods of the head.
"Ms.Shaw, seems like we have some matters to discuss, come with me." Giving a glance towards Ms.Clark, frankly tired of her behavior at each and every court, the constant lack of improvement an eyesore in need of being rectified immediately. Giving her a quick look before walking away to an area with less people around them, giving herself and Ms.Shaw some space to not get dragged into conversation with others.

Not having much time though before feeling the sensation of power fill the room, of unbridled strength, quickly spinning around to let her eyes lock upon the prince. Slowly motioning into a slow curtsy, going down as deep as she could muster with her head held low, waiting for someone else to begin to rise before she would.