(1301) Ciara, Roxy, and Dog

[Roxie Hart]

Roxie smirked from the top of her lip which may have appeared to be more of a curl. Dog setting a fashion trend, really….? If the Myan’s were off about the end of the world, maybe there was old for that old dog who couldn’t be taught new tricks. Or he was that good of a trickster. And a trickster makes such a great Hound.

A jolt of her head up and down to Tracy as thanks for the compliment. “You’d be amazed what you can stash in them. All clung to the skin tightly and the boning does wonders.” The tiniest twitch of her eyelids if spotted was an indication she knew what she said. The Regent didn’t really give a damn about fashion though…

“Hm, not enough whipping. We may have to fix that.” Of course the Grel wasn’t about to flat out discuss what she saw. But soon others would. Cause if I see that shit again, the tail between his legs may go missing. An amused look in her eyes as Tracy nearly swore. “Indeed... fetching.” A faint grin on Roxie’s lips to the Ventrue. Although she clearly thought that Tracy did it to give chase instead.

Turning her head as His Majesty moved to speak. Her attention was solely on Asa for a the duration. The generally bitchy face of Roxie suddenly lightened as Dillon Connery was declared Reeve. It took everything in her not to jump up and do some air fist bumps for it. While the Prince continued pointing out the simple instructions fail, she really couldn’t believe people were that ridiculous.

“No prob, Madam Maskelyne.” As Ciara dismissed herself.

Looking to Tracy, shrugging and gestured with her shoulder to a seat next to her. “You’re welcome to, if ya like.”

[Dog]

Dog's expression shifted, subtly. It was a dark glower, full of sullen irritation. He supposed it was fair enough; if he was going to ogle Roxie, then she could yank his chain with ridiculous innuendo. Tracy's dress didn't help the matter, and he began wishing he'd leave Court and find Zach walking out at the same time. Of the two things Dog did, if he couldn't do the one, he'd settle for the other.

"Oh, I'd like," he growled softly. His words were for Roxie, but he gave Tracy a direct look that extended the invitation.

The short, stocky Savage took his leave then, moving away from the two women to find a corner with a less provocative view -- and perhaps where the dull droning of debaters wouldn't carry.

[Tracy Burns]

Tracy bowed her head in response to Ciara's words. "Thank you, Madame Maskelyne," she said to the Ventrue, offering her a sweet smile. "You are looking as fashionable as always." If there was one thing the petite Deputy had noticed about Ciara, was her unique fashion sense, always so avant garde.

"I can only imagine," said the redheaded Savage in response to the Regent's words, giving her a little wink. After all, the Deputy had a habit of hiding stakes where no one would expect her to...so she totally could relate. She did raise an eyebrow when Roxie implied there was a Gangrel that needed a little whipping, wondering who it may be. Then again, she figured it was best to discuss such things at a later point. "Perhaps we may," she said, giving the long-legged Savage an understanding nod.

Her attention turned to Asa as he gave his announcement, her emerald green eyes finding Dillon Connery as she gave him a quick thumbs up for his promotion. Tracy was glad that her Pricus had been named the new Sheriff in town, and she would serve under him as diligently as she had served under his predecessor. Besides, it was a well-deserved promotion as far as she was concerned.

The redheaded Gangrel continued to listen to the announcements about the debates, and she managed to spot Max Heinz amongst the crowd, giving him a quick nod of encouragement along with a playful wink. She may have chosen to blow him a kiss, but such public displays of affection were perhaps a bit much...and a bit dangerous considering who may be watching that evening.

As Ciara excused herself, the Deputy gave her a slight nod. "Of course Madame Maskelyne," she said to the Ventrue with a pleasant smile. "I do hope you enjoy the rest of your evening." Turning her attention back to Roxie and her invitation, the little Gangrel shrugged in response. "Why, thank you," she said with a quick, devious smile, taking the seat next to the Regent. After all, the debates would probably be a heck of a lot more interesting if she was sitting next to Roxie.

Aww, I hope we didn't chase him off, she thought to herself as Dog walked off and found himself a spot in a corner. The fact that they were perhaps teasing the other Savage was entirely lost to Tracy, who happened to be slightly naive at the best...or worst of times, depending on how you looked at it.

[Roxie Hart]

Throwing Roxie a bit off, Dog’s remark made the Gangrel knee-jerk react to it. There was a bit of humor in her voice, probably something unlike Tracy had ever seen or heard. Turning back to Dog, the Regent mouthed Now? with a curl in her lip. Surely he can’t be serious. *Although instead of a mouthed word it may have appeared to look as if her jaw was dropped instead of a word uttered. Like an “O” face.

Then again, the Prince’s law said you had to show up for the event and stay till dismissed. There was no law about paying attention. Unless that was between the lines somewhere…

Her attention turned back to Tracy with a quick nod. “Maybe after this is over...” Roxie said softly while watching the participants gather like chess pieces. It wasn’t her place to tell the Whip what to do, nor was it her decision to take actions on a family member. But a fucking Gangrel coming into court acting like a whiney puppy; she will have none of that. Because their clan now had a Reeve, Deputy, Regent and Hound and the leggy Savage didn’t think it was a good look for their family to have a runt in the litter.

  No dados *

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2013-01-13 17:37:21		Roxie Mouthing Word rolls 7 to Comp+Sub (10 Again)		1, 4, 3, 4, 6, 3, 5		failure

[Tracy Burns]

Tracy caught a glimpse of Roxie mouthing something off to Dog, which caused her to raise an eyebrow just slightly. The petite Gangrel was confused more than anything, wondering what the Regent of South Sac was trying to convey to her Hound. She was a Deputy after all, so she had to remain vigilant for any signs of trouble. However, as she considered this, she figured that neither of her Clan mates would have a reason to really stir up any trouble here at Court. Thus, she dismissed the notion altogether, shaking her head slightly as a smirk formed on her lips.

That'd be silly! They both have it pretty sweet here in the Domain anyway.

When the legalicious Gangrel spoke to her once more, the redheaded Savage nodded in return. "Of course," she said in response, her curiosity certainly piqued. Considering the whipping comment, whatever it was that Roxie was referring to had to be a Clan matter. Of course, such matters could wait until the debates were concluded.

Turning her attention to the contestants, a smile formed on Tracy's lips as she watched Max take his place by the podium. He's got this one in the bag, she thought to herself, feeling rather confident that the thin Mekhet would prove himself a superior debater to the rest. The rest are mostly recent arrivals, nobodies really...with the exception of Wooding. Her emerald green eyes glanced over at the Priscus of Shadows.

"You got a favorite horse?" asked the petite Gangrel to the Regent, keeping her voice low enough as to not bother the proceedings.

  1 suxx to "I saw that...whatever that was"

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2013-01-14 00:51:04		Tracy Burns rolls 6 to Perception (10 Again)		7, 4, 5, 3, 6, 8		1 success