{V:tM - IC} New York by Night

[Vychtorya]

"The legal department?" Her dark brows furrowed slightly as she gazed at the indicated two. "Oh, are you all part of a corporation? Mr. Valentine didn't really go into much detail about what this banquet is for." She laughed lightly, brushing a stray lock of black-auburn hair from her eyes. "And here I thought this was just a party. Is this the annual stockholders gathering?"

Vych steps back and slips her arm back around Nathaniel's arm.
"As I understand it, everyone is in various business dealings together here in New York and abroad; my love (gestures towards Carrick) is in banking. Mr. Ashton brought me along this evening in hopes of making some new friends and business contacts. Also, I've been a bit lonely since we arrived. He thought seeing some familar faces and meeting some lovely new ones would make me feel better about our new home."

Vych thinks to herself, "I do hope that was okay...." She glances up at Nathaniel with somewhat of an unsure smile that only he would notice.

 

[Jemal]

Jemal looks down at her, about to tell her not to mention this to anyone - There wasn't time to detail the masquerade yet, but He'ld tell her eventually - but her sudden bloody panic interupted his thoughts. "Well, this is new.. I'ld heard that some of us cry blood, but I have never actually seen another vampire cry before... Don't worry, it's just like tears.. But uh, perhaps we should clean it off and try to keep from crying around people, hmm?" He reaches up with his allready bloody shirt to clear her eyes, and pulls his coat around it to hide the stains 'damnit, this shirts done for..' he thinks as he buzzes the intercomm "We are ready" is all he says before he turns it off and adds to Sabrina just before the door opens "Uh, perhaps you should wait here.. It's a little strange inside the club. I could bring her outside easier and quicker by myself, and I would be back soon."

 

[Shalimar]

"So its... its normal? To cry blood like this?" Sabrina asks as Jemal dries her face with his shirt. the material of the shirt tickles her cheek making her giggle for a moment.

"Ok, I'll wait out here if you think it best, but I really want to go in. And what do you mean its strange? What kind of strange? I thought it was awfully strange when Joey kissed me, I mean boys have kooties, well except for you and Dad and Uncle Nathan. Is that the kind of strange you mean, or a different kind?"

She hops off her brother's lap as he attempts to stand nd decides to watch the rest of her cartoon while she waits for him to get back with her treat, or hopefully treats plural, she was awfully hungry afterall.

 

[reapersaurus]

Qadir said:
"Sturbridge, of course, assures his loyalty, but the wise man goes prepared into all things. Would you not agree."

Nikolai affirms this approach with a stern brow and nod of approval as well as the word "Yes." in Qadir's language. (ooc - Nikolai spent much time in Arabic lands investigating ancient whispers and the like : Language roll to know the word?)

Nikolai then reacts to Aislinn Sturbridge's entrance, greeting her familiarly but properly, simultaneously trying to make people think that it's a normal entrance for the Elder Tremere, while also getting close and offering his concern and assistance (kissing cheeks, whisper in ear , etc) (Manipulation + Etiquette?)

edit: the purpose of this move is to help Aislinn :
Those at Elysium with high Perception and Intuition might notice her wrinkled clothes from across a room or something.
Since it simply is not acceptable to have Tremere "have their hair mussed" (scholarly types that we are), I'm trying to have Nikolai greet her as a normal entrance, taking potential attentions away from her "mussed" condition, and making it part of the normal party.

 

[Ashrem Bayle]

As Gabriel spoke, he noticed Aisling enter out of the corner of his eye. He paused a moment and nodded to her.

Who was that fellow who was with her?

 

[Catulle]

Caitlyn, Max, Nathaniel, and Vychtorya

Nathaniel nodded his approval at Vychtorya's continuance of the ruse. "Of course, some such as my neice are here as guests. When a pleasant evening's entertainment turns entirely to business, the effect is rather spoiled, don't you think? I do recommend the food here; if you have occasion in future you could certainly do far worse."

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Nikolai and Qadir

(Nikolai - Per/Linguistics - 9,9,8,6,6,4,3,2 - 5 successes; Int/Linguistics - 10,8,4,4,4,1 - 1 success) Qadir nodded to Nikolai's basic Urdu (it seemed his Indian sourcework had not been a total waste...) without breaking his sight from continually scrutinising the room, "If you are needed, then do not let me keep you. I may call on you in the future." With but a glance to Aisling and her companion, he backed away to a discrete distance.

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Hellene, Gabriel, Mazz and Valentine

Mazz took the bait first, "Straight to the point, I see. I've been here long enough; I hear you're a new addition, though." A more appraising glance followed. "It's a shame I haven't heard your story; come on - I'd love to hear it..." He smiled more broadly as he looked up in expectation of a reply.

"Now, Stephen," Hellene chided gently "I'm sure Gabriel's going to get to that shortly. After all, he did take part in the reclaimation, isn't that true, Valentine?" A nod from the latter confirmed this. "Though I've never met him before, I'm sure Prince Michaela was simply keeping such a treasure to herself. Isn't that right, dear?" Her dark, liquid eyes stayed fixed on Gabriel's throughout, perhaps even sympathetically.

Valentine rocked back on his heels for a second, apparantly transfixed by the harpies' genteel cross-examination. Come on, Gabe, just stay diplomatic and don't tell a direct lie...

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Aisling, Carter and Nikolai

As Nikolai approached, he saw Aisling glance towards Gabriel over by the harpies. Behind her glasses, only he and perhaps Qadir could have notices them narrow briefly at the sight. "Good evening, Nikolai." She extended a hand to the apprentice, rather than get close to him. "I'd hoped to be here earlier, but affairs have developed rather since sunset. No matter. You and Gabriel are here, at least. You should acqaint youselves with one other as soon as possible." She paused, as if recalling something troublesome then indicated the man next to her, with a fast gesture. "This is Carter Vanderweyden. Carter, Nikolai D'Angelo."

The man smiled thinly and quite coolly, "Very pleased to meet you, Mr D'Angelo. Am I to note by your fellowship with Aisling and our sheriff that you are a man who understands duty and all its repercussions?" The accent was distinct enough to place locally, though fairly archaic to Nikolai's ears.

 

[KitanaVorr]

Originally posted by Catulle
Nathaniel nodded his approval at Vychtorya's continuance of the ruse. "Of course, some such as my neice are here as guests. When a pleasant evening's entertainment turns entirely to business, the effect is rather spoiled, don't you think? I do recommend the food here; if you have occasion in future you could certainly do far worse."

"I'm sure the food is delicious," Caitlyn agreed with a slight smile. Her fingers brushed her abdomen lightly as if to still a nervous appetite. "But I shouldn't eat anything before I've finished performing. Besides, you are all the guests and I am the entertainment." With a sweep of one hand, she gave a half curtesy and then laughed lightly, dark eyes sparkling. "How shall I entertain you?"

 

[Catulle]

Sabrina

Sabrina was quite alone in the rear of the limousine after Jemal left, with only the Television blaring out its late-night cartoons into the ether to keep her company. Through tinted windows she could see that the rear exit to the club was closed over, seeming quite deserted despite the lights that shone through the crack beneath the door. The drivers in the front sat still and silent on the other side of glass, too, looking for all the world like they could be waxwork mannequins given only the semblence of life, or stuffed exhibits in a museum.

Time passed. The TV show played out in a coloured haze that flickered over the darkened walls of the cabin, deepening shadow and casting the tiny amount of blood on her hand into sudden contrast.

Time passed.

 

[Shalimar]

Sabrina sits alone in the darkness, alone but for the lifeless drivers, and the sounds of a Poke Battle on cartoon network. She had seen this episode before, Ash, Misty, and Terry were journeying through the Orange Archipelago to save Lugia's baby. She had seen it before, and it slipped into the background, hidden by her thoughts.

Where is he? He should be back by now, he said he'd be back soon, he promised, she thought petulantly slapping her hands against the seat lightly. She kicks her heels irritably against the seat for a few minutes trying to see her brother coming out with someone. I wonder what it'll taste like. It doesn't sound too tasty, and if its all I ever get to have it'll be icky if I don't like it. The child sighed out her resignation with the situation, her brother said it couldn't be changed, and he knew everything there was to know.

I wonder why I don't remember what happened, I mean I remember going to school, and I remember kaeko showing me that powerpuff girl lunch box. I remember that really beautiful woman with those eyes, but I can't remember anything else til I woke up last night. Why can't I remember? Why? She shiverered involuntarily, despite not being able to feel the cold. There was just something about the woman that made her scared, made her want to call out for her momy and her brother, and she couldn't even say what it was.

Then like a sack of bricks it hit her, school, her friends, if she was only awake at night she wouldn't be able to go with them anymore, see them. The thought was enough to bring tears to her eyes, bloody tears, sniffles and everything that went with it.

 

[Vychtorya]

With a sweep of one hand, she gave a half curtesy and then laughed lightly, dark eyes sparkling. "How shall I entertain you?"

"It would please me greatly if you would sing a ballad sometime this evening. I would very much like to dance with one of these fine gentleman."
Vych takes in the view around the room with an eyebrow raised slightly and a lovely, infectious smile comes to her lips.