Venery

[Twist]

Music hummed through the air, mingling with the muted sound of people moving and talking amongst themselves. It the atmosphere seemed more tense than usual, it was no surprise- the threat didn't just exist beneath the Kine tonight. Rather, they mingled in the through the crowd as well, the Beast's prowling as they waited for the doors to open- not to the Court that lay below. Those were always open. But rather to the reserved section. Glances stolen in the area would see the doors, behind which, last minute preperations where being hastily carried out under the watchful eye of trusted ghouls. Finally a bouncer pushed his way through the crowd to take up posting next to the doors and moments later they were opened.

Let all who wished to partake in the Venery enter, and enjoy.

[Schon]

Lenny was too big of a man to slip through a crowd even when he wanted to. Tonight, he didn't particularly want to. It had been ages since he was out, and there were new people to meet.

When he saw the announcement for the Venery he knew this was the occasion he had been waiting for. With the potential to re-instate a banned covenant it would be interesting to see who showed up besides the Invictus.

The 'former' Carthian Myrmidon dindn't particularly need the incentive. He had a competitive streak as broad as his shoulders, and he doubted that for this, that anyone else would be a match for the Daeva Priscus or Harpy.

He had always enjoyed a challenge.

[O-Yama]

O-Yama arrives shortly after Lenny, wearing a pair of black jeans and a dark grey button-up shirt with a black vest and tie. His katana remained in his car, cleaned and prepared for the night, oiled, ready to draw blood. He felt slightly naked without the blade, but he would not push any buttons by arriving armed.

He looks around, taking in the splendor, typical of the Unconquered, nothing special to his eye. Pomp, glitter, prancing and overabundance had never been his thing, but to each his own. A katana and blood were all O-Yama ever really needed.

The Venery, the competitive hunt, it would be an enjoyable event. O-Yama had always been competitive, and powerhungry as any of his kin, he aimed to win this. He moved to stand near a corner area, able to keep an eye on the entire area, or most thereof, and waited to see who all would come to enjoy the seeking of selective blood.

[Joseph Hartman]

Joseph walked into the Avalon with a confident walk and a small smile. Recent events had put a spring in his steps and some might say caused certain objects to drop. Regardless he walks with the air of a predator like all of the ones around him. He smooths down his shirt with a free hand, the other in his blue jeans pocket.

He glances at the other kindred he knew of, wondering how this hunt would go.

[Heathcliff Staley]

Heathcliff parks his sedan behind the Avalon and enters Court with a carefully crafted expression of neutrality. These were serious times; like the hydra of legend, new enemies had sprung from Horizon's severed neck. And with the Brood watching the streets, this was much more dangerous than the Kindred's usual Danse.

But the opportunity to have the Church reinstated was too good to pass up.

So in he walks, wearing his typical, muted gray suit, and walks up to Joseph Hartmann, a Ventrue with which he has some familiarity, greeting him with a nasal, "Good evening."

[skarecrow36]

I hate Invictus events I hate Invictus events I hate Invictus events. Still, a little pleasuring of the ego is worth it if we can get the Carthians accepted. I wonder if Ciara will be here.

Stepping into the Avalon he looks around for any familiar faces. Blast, Ciara isn't here. Well better I don't talk to her anyhow....at least here, perhaps we could work an arrangement after the hunt is explained more.

Approaching Heathcliff and Joseph he nods to both of them, Heathcliff first and then Joseph. "Good evening gentleman." he says, not wanting to interrupt them if they were involved in a conversation.

[Lesingnon]

Wilhelm's eyes roamed the interior of The Avalon as he made his way inside. He did not really plan to actually compete in the Venery. Ventrue, Daeva, Invictus...they might all like to put their skills on display simply in an attempt to earn bragging rights. Members of the banned Covenants might attempt to win in order to restore lost political standing. But the Ordo Dracul was still standing, securely so with the Prince counted amongst their members. And he had little desire to show off. Letting everyone know your tricks made it all the easier for them to plot against you in the future.

But he supposed it would at least be polite of him to stop by. And perhaps, even if he did not compete, Twist might want some (relatively) neutral parties to officiate. He had no qualms about seeing other Kindred's tricks.

So he found himself at the Avalon. For now, content simply to watch and see who all arrived.

[Argent]

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Argent arrived, looking tasteful and subdued.

Actually, looking as if someone had stolen his clothing and replaced them with tasteful and subdued.

They were his, though, as was the Game Face he had on.

Covenants or no, he wasn't fool enough to stand up his Priscus; that, and the Daeva had a reputation to uphold.

Besides, if a pack of rabid vampires doing a scavenger hunt feeding wasn't going to be fun, he didn't know what would be.

He dabbed at his lips, wiping the last red droplet off of one of his fingers; a souveneir from the cab driver.

"Well, old boy, I haven't seen you since that... thing... at the... place...," Argent said, sauntering up to Wilhelm.

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tank up

2010-07-22 00:42:44
Argent rolls 6 to Oooh la la sexy feed [Humanity Cap] 5 + Herd 1 (10 Again)
10, 8, 3, 7, 1, 9, 4
3 successes

Healed 1 Agg; -1 for Scene Rising

[Yog-Sothoth]

Victoria Stamford

The Harpy had been looking forward to the event that the Viscountess was sponsoring and took a lot time deciding exactly what she would wear. In the end she settled on a white outfit that would set her apart from many others. Even with the Invictus shrinking in size as it had lately the Prince's additional bonus ensured that they should have a good portion of Sacramento's kindred would be there so she had to look good.

She entered the reserved section of the club and looked around for those who were present. She was pleasantly surprised at how full the place was with kindred from all of Sacramento's eclectic group of bloodsuckers. Spotting Wilhelm, Victoria made her way over to greet him.

"Good evening Mister Von Schusten."

Victoria's white outfit

Dirge

The blind haunt walked into the club with Cerberus at her side. She was dressed up and was in one of her favorite outfits, her red one. Hearing loud club music made it difficult for Dirge to place people and know who was present by voice.

She slowly made her way through the crowd listening to what she could hear of voices and tried to find a group that she could join. She felt a familiar aura of battle and approached its source.

"Mr. Hatori is that you? Good evening."

Dirge in her outfit