(1004) Court at the Sterling

[Ciara Maskelyne]

*Ciara moves into the Court proper after saying hello to the hostess, waiting until she's off to the side to do one last double check of her outfit. She sighs softly to herself, she would have loved to wear a silk kimono like the other woman; but the white and red peasant's outfit served it's own purpose.

Ciara doubted many would understand the symbology of clothing herself in the simple cotton dress of the workers of feudal Japan; but one could never know when a slight visual cue could have an impact. She was on display for the Carthians as much as for herself; everything she had learned about the Movement's standing in the city had worried her. She was thankful to learn there were perhaps only 2 more in the city besides herself. Any more than that and who knows what permanent damage they might have caused.

No, let them see she was comfortable in the clothes of a lower class; that there could be dignity in those held down and repressed by the higher rungs of a society. If her plans for the Movement in Sacramento were to have any chance of coming to fruition, they would have to begin to bud tonight. Ciara waits off to the side, hoping that her Priscus arrives soon; but smiling softly to anyone that approaches her.*

Ciara's Outfit

[skarecrow36]

Michael

Once inside after introducing hiself to Paladin Wells, Michael limps to the far end of the room, more to get away from Lady Pia more than anything. He sees the fighters sparring and watches them, occasionally glancing back to see if there's anyone he recognizes, however part of him feels alien in this environment, the pain from his legs reminding him of his follies and making him self conscious.

Charlie

Charlie says hello to Madison and then enters the hotel, impressed at the contrast of the setup compared to the gathering the Crone put on.

Got to hand it to em, they definitely put a lot in their research.

Taking note of the artwork, he moves closer to the statues and gazes at them being that there isn't anyone he recognizes at the moment.

Besides this is about as cultured as I'lll ever be able to look. Might as well milk it for what it's worth.

[Argent]

Argent smiled, but did not respond to Regina. As he turned, he'd seen one, then two, lovely creatures, and he be goddamned if he got stuck with miss steel panties for another evening.

With a spin of feathers, he made his way deeper into Court, unconcerned with any ire he might have stirred within the Succubus.

[Lesingnon]

Blood Potency 2

Wilhelm had managed to procure a Montsuki-Kimono complete with Haori for this event, the outfit a dark blue in color. They were used for formal occasions, apparently, as well as martial arts. An outfit that fit the occasion, and suited the man wearing it. He was not bearing any weaponry, not when they would merely gather dust at a coat check or be used to spar. He was not one to display actual combat skills frivolously.

He hid his annoyance as he entered Court, his Mask of Tranquility falling as he did. He never liked entering an Elysium. But it was merely a minor inconvenience. He idly noted that Gabriel had not yet arrived. He had better, or Wilhelm would have some words for the new arrival...

Wilhelm's Outfit (With Haori)

Full Body View (Without Haori)

[Majunior]

Peter

Peter arrives at court, mindful of being late after missing the last court due to his studies, but certainly not dressed to fit the theme. Wearing simple slacks, a button down shirt, and nice shoes, he politely greets the pair at the entrance and enters, looking around for a nice out of the way place to hole up until the whole court thing blows over.

Wade

Having cleared all appointments for the evening due to court, Wade quietly makes his way into the venue avoiding as much contact as possible, with the exception of warmly greeting Madison at the entrance.

[Deltaomega]

It took her a few tries and perhaps a few dozen mishaps along the way, but Cassandra arrived in a White and red kimono and her hair in something that resembled a bun with a half dozen hairpins jabbed haphazardly in some seemingly futile attempt to keep it in place, though some hair already attempting to escape its bindings. She also had brought her sketchbook and a few pencils with her.

It looked like she tried her best at least. She really did.

As soon as she managed to Prove she wasn't armed as usual, she stepped inside, already looking around and fighting off any urges her Beast might try to take hold of her mind. Good behavor from her. Goddess demands it.

Cassandra kimono

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[Frost]

Rosuto

Connecting with her Japanese heritage made Rosuto actually smile as she enters the ballroom this evening. It had been a long time since she had honored her ancesters with the traditional garb she now donned. She gave the hostess an appreciative smile, a bow of respect, and a few kind words in her native tongue before moving into the room to appraise the decor.

Rosuto's attire

Shadow

Shadow chose not to wear anything out of the ordinary Court garb. She did not have anything that would fit this theme nor did she have the time to try and acquire it. Instead, she wore a black dress to mark her rank among the Sworn of Mysteries and her usual sapphire collar.

She does give Madison a polite greeting as she enters and then moves on to let others stream in. She wanders about a bit to look at the artowrk and the fighters, but after a time she takes a seat and simply waits for Court to officially start.

Madison

Madison continues to greet people and check in weapons as well as compliment people on their chosen costume. She is pleased to see that so many were willing to attend dressed with the theme but those who dressed as usual did not get a greeting that is any less respectful or appriciative. She did not say that dressing to match the theme was necessary in her announcement. She knows that some simply do not have the time or resources to run about getting the proper costume for court every month nor does she feel they should be expected to.

She smiles and greets those streaming in and makes sure they move on to make way for others.

[Regina Pia]

Regina is shocked by the woman's coy rudeness. She would find out who she was, and she would pay for such insults.

But for now, she would enjoy court. She spots Michael, and inclines her head at him as he scuttles away from her. Vermin.

She approaches Markos and Dirge. Another success, mingling with another failure. Well, to be honest, not nearly as bad as Michael. A little perspective does wonders for one's disposition. "Deputy, Acolyte." She greets them.