Asa and Ciara continued HERE
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Daniella was already at Avalon, assisting Martha in the security checks of the building and various equipment. Once that was done and everything was determined to be in safe working order, she made her way toward the gathering Kindred. She paused long enough to allow her Beast a chance to settle, it was already making its displeasure known for the smaller weaker Beasts that were present. Once the Beast was settled, she made her way into the gathering, her attire for the evening a white dress.
Martha, meanwhile, is smiling cheerily and is doing her best to use of her simple metal walking cane to quietly, if heavily, limp alongside Daniella. Taking note that all is present and correct.
As usual Martha is meekly and sweetly attired in her usual English school uniform: a felt hat in the winter style of an English school, a black blazer...a pair of scholarly spectacles are perched on the end of her nose, she wears a long gymslip shows her legs to mid calf...her raven black hair is tied into long and neat twin tails. Each twin tail is tied with a neat red ribbon bow. She wears her C-Leg, a pair of white kneesocks and a pair of carefully polished black Mary Jane shoes. A crisp white blouse is obvious where the gymslip reveals it, as is her red necktie tucked neatly into her gymslip.
Looking around she grips at her cane...trying to steady her Beast as others enter the Elysian Field. As her Beast steadies Martha nods to each Kindred entering and offering a smile.
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"Vodka and Red Bull..." Allison says to the bartender after she gets her attention. Not long after the bartender turns to fetch a can of redbull, Allison hears her surname called; or more importantly her sires' surname. Allison settles down on the barstool, turning to catch sight of Erich.
"Heya Mr. Passions. Whacha up to?" With a motion of her hand to the empty stool next to her, she beckons him to join her at the bar.
"Allison is fine, by the way. Please join me..."
Erich and Allison continue here.
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Presence
Striking Looks
Blood Potency
Ashley heads down the stairs, steeling her beast's desire to domineer the weaker and subvert the more powerful. Ashley seems like a whole other person with such a drastic change of going from blond to black. She wore a white tank top and gray jeans, rocking neutral colors rather nicely this evening. Those piercing blue eyes scan the room in hopes of finding a certain Daeva, yet come up empty.
A smirk forms on her lips upon catching sight of Erich . The ambitious Daeva requires so much for so little...
Ashley still cannot quite wrap her head around his need to discuss their relation with the Invictus when all that he gains is greater scrutiny, nor could she believe him to be so careless as to inadvertently let her know of his betrayal in careless conversation. He also seemed oblivious to dealing with Lords and what Ashley's sanguine voice could get him to do. In the end, Ashley found his capacity for intrigue more comical than anything.
Ashley looks away, glancing around to see if she had missed Velma. With the debates done and over, Ashley still had more salt to rub into wounds. When she still catches no sight of the Daeva, she looks to some of the other faces that grace the court. Ashley pays her respect to where it is due with a curtsy, regardless of whether it is noticeable to the recipient or not.
After her pause for thought and acquiescence to the officals, Ashley moves over to settle down at a table. Without Velma, Ashley holds not agendas this evening, save to be seen.
With a slight eager look in his eyes the attractive Nosferatu walks the steps down from the Avalon Club to the Court. This is going to be his first in Sacramento and Vincent is excited to see what kind of kidreds the domain holds.
The Beast within stirs and scratches the walls of its dark room in his subconcious as he prepares himself for sight of a gathering of kindreds. When he does see the already cosiderable group present he takes a moment to breath in and out while his hand grasps the handrail, holding it very tight for a few seconds. The pain reminds his dark alter-ego that freaking out here and now wouldn't be good and eventually it quiets down.
After the momentary halt, Vincent continues his descent to Court. After looking around the room and noticing the dress style he's glad that he wore a simple cut, black suit. A slightly mischievous smile appears as he spots, among the crowd, few kindreds that underdressed.
With springy gait, he walks to a quiet corner of the Court and waits for the right time to join. For the moment, the Nosferatu is happy to watch other Kindreds dance to the rhythm of their Requiem.
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Tracy stepped through the doors of the lower level of the Avalon, looking forward for an evening of socializing with some of the other Kindred that resided in Sacramento. The petite Deputy was wearing an exquisite red dress that evening, which was certainly made with a smaller amount of fabric than the one she had worn to the Regency Debates. After all, this was simply a casual evening at one of the Domain's Elysia, so she didn't see the need to wear something that covered her knees from view. Besides, that had never really been her style anyway, even if she did play along with it for the more formal gatherings.
As she entered the room, the redheaded Gangrel was overtaken by the number of Beasts already present. Her own hissed and howled in defiance of the other predators, but it didn't take long for the feisty little Dragon to put the animal back in its place. She was the one in charge after all, so she got to make the rules. Tsk, tsk, quiet down, will ya?
Walking around the place, Tracy offered a respectful bow to Asa as soon as she noticed the Prince was in attendance that evening. The Gangrel Deputy also happened to notice some other familiar faces amongst the crowd, her emerald green eyes quickly drifting over towards Max Heinz , who she offered a sweet smile to from across the room. She also gave Teodor Raluca a little wave while she continued to make her rounds of the place. Even if she had come down to the Avalon to enjoy herself that evening, Tracy was fully aware of her responsibilities, which was why she never quite let her guard down.
Noticing that the Bailiff and the Keeper were also in attendance that evening, the redheaded Savage offered polite nods and smiles to Daniella Sage and Martha ( Chrisie ). Out of the corner of her eye, she also caught a glimpse of her fellow Deputy, so she flashed Callum McCann a sweet smile as well. It was good to see so many Kindred gathered there that evening, and Tracy could only hope that there would be no issues to deal with that night. After all, she really just wanted to let her hair down and just talk to some of her fellow predators for a change.
Tracy's dress
Erich finished his drink, then stands and makes his way across the court. The beasts are an onslaught against his own, but he finds none scarier than the one he approaches.
Pausing a respectful distance away from Asa and Ciara Maskelyne , he waits. Quickly, giving His Grace a respectful bow should the Prince's attention turn his way.
Detaching himself from the Regent and the Spear, the little monk walks over to where Allison Black is standing at the bar. "Good evening Harpy Black. May I ask for moment of your time?" he asks, stopping a respectful distance from the young woman.
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Allison nods to Erich as he departs, hoping the best for her cousin.
When Teodor approaches she gives the man her full attention, with her red bull and vodka in hand. She nods softly in agreeance to his words.
"Please join me..." Allison makes a soft motion to the empty seat next to her. The formalities feel awkward to her, but given the atmosphere she understands the reason behind it all.
"Allison is fine, by the way..." She says with a smile and another sip of her drink.
Allison and Teodor continue here.
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