(2606)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.

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Jennifer entered Elysium wearing a formal black dress. Her hair was styled straight and twisted into a French twist. Liam carried a black leather briefcase. Jennifer and Liam deposited one item each at the coat check. Jennifer deposited her black silk scarf and silver pins that had occurred one side of her neck and shoulder.

Jennifer strode to a table with ladylike grace. She accepted the briefcase form Liam and sat with calm poise, reading new letters.
Her disfigured neck and shoulder that appeared to have been bitten by a mishaped shark was draped in silver scarf, somewhat visible.

[Otto Schneider]

The Reeve of Sacramento entered Elysium with little fanfare beyond the usual quick looks of revulsion that passed a Kindred's face when they worked to tamp down on the Beast. As always, he was clad in an expensive but slightly-out-of-fashion suit with a pin in the shape of his Covenant's sigil on his breast pocket. It was hard to tell for most, especially since he hadn't bothered to command his Vitae to lend him the Blush of Life, but he was tired. A few stiff movements and delayed reactions would be the best evidence that most people would be able to glean.

Otto nodded his head towards various Kindred who were Acknowledged within the Domain before approaching Jennifer from a respectful distance. He gave a curt nod to Liam before bowing to the Seneschal. "Good evening, Seneschal Hazelton." There was a pause from the Priest as he seemed to struggle to maintain his composure for a moment. It may have lasted less than a minute, but it was hard to miss. "Apologies if I am... out of sorts." He said simply. "I was hoping to run a suggestion by you before presenting it to the Prince. And it's not a delicate matter, I assure you, otherwise I wouldn't bring it up at Court." The corners of the Ventrue's mouth were curved upward, but it appeared that it was causing him more difficulty than usual to put on his polite facade.

[Alessandra]

The Savage enters Court, Cain by her side, her emotions clearly written on her face.

She wasn’t in the mood this evening, for anything, especially not for peoples bullshit. And welcomed anyone to try her.

Dark eyes see Jenn and Otto, and while her Beast does its thing, anger at the weakness, the Savage makes her way over. It takes a few moment to pull the chain back, placing it in its place. If she had to handle anymore children tonight, she was going to make others got front row seats. It was only the polite thing to do.

No smile offered, “Good evening.” Dark eyes moving from one to the other, but a nod of respect was offered to Jenn.

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Jennifer looked up as her Beast reacted. The Beast of the Alder Prince could not be ignored. It rolled out and terrified her own beast, which quavered in its' cage. Yet Jennifer was the mistress of her Beast and managed to contain it within the cage. Jennifer rose smootly as Alessandra entered Court.

"Your Grace." Jennifer says respectfully with her Cursed voice that slithered like a serpent coiled through dying leaves. Jennifer bent perfectly into a curtsy.

Jennifer gave the Reeve a nod, appropriate of one of his station.
"Reeve." The Cursed voice coils in the space between them. Dark brown eyes move back to the Alder Prince.
"Shall we expect anything unusual this evening?"

Dark eyes move back to the Reeve. She inclines her head slightly towards him.
"Did you want to step to the side a moment for that minor issue?"

[Alicia Silvers]

Dressed up in a red and black dress, a choker, paired with long black gloves,
heels, raven black hair put into one of her by now common
floral patterns as she passes through these familiar pathways. Passing the coatroom with a lick of her red lips, never really liking to not have her primary color on them but at least having learned the lesson to not bring things that she would have to put away.

Careful eyes gleaming over the numbers around them, not needing long before both seeing as well as feeling the presence of the Prince. Quickly falling down into a deep curtsy, and making sure to hold it with her head held down for a moment before going up to present a lighter curtsy before the Seneschal from a distance as well, and lastly an appropriate bow of the head before the Reeve before going back to let her eyes wander over the masses gathered for the evening. Wanting to see that her cousin as well as her cousins newly returned coterie mate had both made it here safely being the first task on the agenda for the evening.

[Raul]

By the time Raúl Domínguez arrived at Elysium, most ofSacramento's Kindred had already gathered.

The Savage paused just inside the entrance, allowing thedoor to close behind him. Voices drifted through the chamber in lowconversation. Courtly greetings. Quiet negotiations. The subtle maneuveringthat seemed to precede every Formal Court. Looking across the room, it wasimmediately apparent that he was among the last to arrive—perhaps the last.

Not that the distinction particularly bothered him.

The Dragon's nights were usually spent elsewhere. Followingleads. Tracking quarry. Hunting through Sacramento's streets rather thanlingering in its salons. Court was a necessity, not a passion.

Still, protocol was protocol.

His amber eyes swept across the assembled Kindred,recognizing most of those present. The familiar sensation followed closebehind. A room full of predators. A room full of Beasts. The instinctivechallenge rose from somewhere deep within, ancient and irrational, demandingacknowledgment.

Raúl locked it down before it could gain purchase.

Years of attending Elysium had taught him that losingcontrol of himself was far more dangerous than any rival lurking in the crowd.

With measured steps, he moved deeper into the gathering. Thebasement's rich wood furnishings and dark drapery seemed almost sepulchralbeneath the dim lighting, lending the chamber the atmosphere of a cryptmasquerading as a court. Fitting, perhaps. The dead had always enjoyed theirpageantry.

A deep bow was given to his fellow Savage, deference due to the Prince and her station. A deep nod was given to the Seneschal and a nod given to each of the other gathered Priscus.


His expression remained unreadable as he took up a positionnear the edge of the assembly. Not hidden, but not seeking attention either.From there he could observe the room, watch the players, and wait for thenight's proceedings to begin.

For now, the Savage was still. The Dragon was patient.

[Otto Schneider]

In the mental state that he was in, Otto had a harder time than usual suppressing the rising sense of fear that accompanied the Beast's assessment of the Prince. He managed to keep his reaction to an audible 'gulp' without much else, but it would be embarrassing enough if he were called out on it. The Priest swiftly responded with an appropriately low bow to the Prince's approach and murmuring, "Good evening, Your Grace."

"Calling it an 'issue' is perhaps overstating things." Otto was quick to mention before glancing towards the Prince. "I had a thought, but I realize that it's probably best saved for a more private meeting between Officials." The Priest raised a hand to his head to mimic checking his temperature. "Apologies. I seem to be... not at my best tonight." There was no real purpose behind the action other than as a social cue, given the fact that the Ventrue wasn't even pumping his Vitae through his veins in a facsimile of life.

The Reeve scanned over the other Damned in attendance at Court, noting the presence of Alicia and Raul and nodding to each in turn. "If only our more outspoken Kindred were a tad more... cooperative with one another." He said to nobody in particular. "A coterie of efficient problem-solvers is never without use."

[Alessandra]

Dark eyes look to Jenn, “I don’t recall anything unusual from the last couple Courts. Is there anything you are referring to?”

Nods were offered to Alicia and then to Raul when they entered Court. Her Beast made its anger known, but it didn't matter, for the chain was pulled and it was put back in its corner.

Looking then to Otto, “I wanted to personally thank you for the detailed reports you have been sending. It’s been welcome to finally have a Reeve that understands what I am looking for in reports and actually sends them, so thank you.” A smile offered to the Lord.

Then an eyebrow quirks, “Is there an issue someone needs to fill me in on?”

Glancing around the room, “I wasn’t aware we had problems that needed a group to solve.” Was she being kept out of the loop on something? Wouldn’t be the first time.

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Jennifer responds “I was wondering if we have anything unusual on the agenda. There are occasionally envoys who write with their arrival.”

There were occasionally interesting events that seem to end run around Jennifer, and she liked checking if there was anything unusual. Yet by the Prince’s response, it would appear not to be the case this Court.
Jennifer did not speak on the other issue. There was nothing that she needed to present nor address. Dark eyes did look over the Reeve for a long moment. The Ventrue was presenting as out of sorts. He was not in violation of Elysium. Yet it was something of an interest.

Jennifer looked over as her Beast rumbled in its’ cage. The Daeva Priscus was given a punctual nod.
A small acknowledgement of Raul. If he would contribute to a conversation, he might get more than a passing glance. They had made an agreement and he had left her sitting at their meeting, alone.