{V:tM - IC} New York by Night

[Festy_Dog]

Max is soon infected by Vychtorya's smile, for a moment feeling jovial despite the occasion. Then an idea surfaces in his mind and he stops smiling.

Caitlyn's getting very involved with us through her search for work, this could be bad, where will she go if she... discovers things? I should offer to help if things ever get awry, that way mortals are less likely to get involved, but how would I possibly help her? I'll talk to her when there aren't any others around.

 

[KitanaVorr]

"A ballad it is for the lovely lady, and her gentlemen." Caitlyn agreed with a bardic flourish. Her dark eyes twinkled with amusement and she winked at her new found friend, Max. "And I think you may have enraptured your first dance partner for the night, Ms. Farychyld. Be sure to mark your card for Mr. Freigart."

 

[Festy_Dog]

Max neatens himself up at the mention of dancing. His suit is composed almost entirely of black: his pants, shirt and long coat (down to his ankles). The only other colour being in his black vest which is bears a number of tiny gold fleurre de lie, and his cravatte which is gold.

Proper dancing, how long has it been?

"I'll have to catch up with you again later tonight," Max says happily.

Maybe back-stage would be the best place for this discussion? I'll wait for the moment to arive before I finalise my plan.

 

[Ashrem Bayle]

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...

"I didn't know there was so much interest in my humble beginings...", Gabriel said with a slight grin. "As you already know, I was....drafted... into the war effort. My sire had evidently been watching me for some time in preperation for my embrace. The seige forced him to rush his plans and turn me."

He looked only at Hellen as he added the rest. "My sire met Final Death the next night. Luckily for me, Ms. Sturbridge was willing to take me in and act as my surrogate sire."

"Let them chew on that", he thought. "No lies. Let them assume I was embraced Camarilla."

Now, he had devulged some information and, if he knew how harpies worked, they would have to tell him something he didn't know. Even the smallest boons must be paid. Oh what a dance this was. A beutiful and deadly dance. Or more approprietly, a game. Like chess.. He had just sacrificed a pawn.

He looked back at Mazz. "And now.... here I am." He spread his arms as if displaying himself for the first time.

 

[Vychtorya]

"A ballad it is for the lovely lady, and her gentlemen." Caitlyn agreed with a bardic flourish. Her dark eyes twinkled with amusement and she winked at her new found friend, Max. "And I think you may have enraptured your first dance partner for the night, Ms. Farychyld. Be sure to mark your card for Mr. Freigart."

"Oh that would be most well met, my dear."
Excitement filled Vych's dragon green eyes which made them sparkle even more.

"I do hope you would consider a dance with me Max?"
Vych takes the lead Caitlyn presented to her and extends her left arm to the side a bit giving a graceful but partial genuflect, tilting her head ever so slightly to the left. In doing so, that pesky little curl falls again just brushing her cheek and then bouncing lightly upon her left shoulder as she rises to compose herself.

Vych thinks to herself, "I MUST speak with Max alone sometime tonight. I do hope he will dance with me. That would be the perfect opportunity."

 

[KitanaVorr]

Caitlyn waited absently for Max's response which had to be positive because who could refuse someone as charming as Vychtorya? The accent in Vychtorya's voice spoke of European orgin, but Cate wasn't sure if she could place it.

What strange people attend this party! Why do I have a feeling that there's a secret floating about that everyone knows except for me?

She glanced briefly at Valentine, wondering if it was time for yet another performance.

 

[Catulle]

Caitlyn and Valentine (across the room)

Turning in time to catch Caitlyn's eye, the host nodded and gave an approving smile as he indicated the podium once more. The band had been silent for some time behind the curtain; she could only assume her friends were done refining the stage to match their preferences.

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Gabriel, Hellene, Mazz and Valentine

While Valentine seemed momentarily distracted, Hellene continued, "Why you poor thing, to lose your sire so soon... I know only too well that particular scourge." She paused, thoughtful for a moment, "I'm sure Aisling is keeping you well-informed on our customs, though." A glance towards the door, "Who was he, by the way - I'm sure I'd have known him... after all, my sire gave permission - didn't she?"

Mazz gave a smirk, "Well, Hellene, some of us don't get along so good with our sires." a self-depreciating expression settled across his features, "Sometimes the childe ends up paying the price of disobedience. Somethimes the sire does..." His eyes had Gabriel fixed in them, now. "Right?" That smile again - playful, predatory, or both?

 

[Vychtorya]

Vych looks directly into Nathaniel's eyes with more of a pleading type look.
"Mr. Montague, would you mind terribly if I danced with Mr. Freigart here? That is, if he accepts my invitation."
She then turns her gaze to Max and her eyes twinkle and appear to smile seductively at his.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Max is blown away by the invitation, speechless for a few moments before being able to reply.

"Undoubtedly! I could never refuse such a request," he says hurriedly and smiles broadly.

Woot! She wants to dance with ME! *little victory dance in his head*

 

[Jemal]

OOC:
Catulle, check yer email pls.