{V:tM - IC} New York by Night

[Vychtorya]

Wednesday December 11th, 2003
Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague family suite

Thank you, thank you, thank you." She grabs onto the toreador again hugging her in thanks once again for the expensive gift. "But you are my friend already miss Vychtorya." She leans into to whisper conspirationally in the womans ear, "I think Jemal wants to be your friend too, I 'm sure he wants to talk to you too." "Miss Vychtorya, will you come to my birthday party? Its my birthday on Friday, and Jemal and Uncle Nathan said my friends from school couldn't come because I'm a vampire now." "We do have monopoly, if you want to play that, but I wanna be the puppy. And Miss Cate is coming over soon too, for lessons." she says swelling out her chest to show she is important too. "Hey, do you like Miss Cate? I really do, she is so nice to me, I'll invite her too."

“You are most welcome,” Vych says as she kisses Sabrina on the top of the head, “but I think you’ll have to work on Jemal for me,” she continues with a slight giggle to her now whispering voice into Sabrina’s ear.

Jemal laughed aloud at the mention of a board game, before he raised his brows and looked to Vychtorya with a shrug "Well, what'd you expect from Ventrue?".

Vych looks at Jemal and rolls her eyes while shaking her head as a very true and flirty smile comes to her lips and eyes at his question, “Monopoly….” Vych laughs hoping her comment was taken in the best of lights and breaks the ice between them.

Vych turns her attention back to Sabrina and sits down in one of the chairs.

“Usually I work at my club on Friday nights, but I can NOT turn down a party,” Vych exclaims with an air of delight about her voice. “I would love to come Precious!”

With a slight bit of sadness encroaching on Vych’s fading smile she says, “I know it’s hard not to share our secret…our secrets with our human friends Sabrina.”

Attempting to lighten her face again Vych says, “Speaking of humans…how are your lessons with the singer coming Sabrina? You mentioned she’s coming over tonight?”
Vych looks a little past her, though not directly noticeable to the child, over at Jemal as she speaks with a slight level of concern resonating in her voice.
(OOC – perception? / empathy? - sorry Catulle, I'm not very good at this part)

 

[KitanaVorr]

Caitlyn’s Current Theme

Somewhere on the streets of Manhattan
Wednesday, 11th December 2002

There was a pause that lasted only a breath of a second. "Sometimes," she told him with barely a smile. "But not tonight."

"So you're the gallant hero that saved me?" Her hands reached into her pockets searching around as she smiled warmly at him. "You have to let me thank you somehow. Let me get you something...would you like some coffee? Food? There's a diner around here somewhere I think. I don't have alot, but I have enough for a meal."

The words though came out automatically. Her thoughts rested somewhere else.

That melody...where had it come from? Relentlessly she pursued the reaches of her brain to bring that back up, to try and hum the tune. What was it? She had to know...she just had to know...it was so beautiful.

 

[Shalimar]

Wednesday December 11th, 2003
Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague family suite

The little girl suddenly realized that she was feeling positively ravenous, she didn't quite understand how it had snuck up on her unnoticed, but there it was, she just had to deal with it, and that meant only one thing when Jemal had his head in the ledger, a tantrum. "I'm hungry," she declared loudly, "I want to eat now, before Miss Cate gets here for lessons." She gestures at her brother imperiuosly, expecting him to jump when she said she was hungry, but just in case she made herself ready to cry again, and tried to think up what exactly to say to make him feel guilty.

I know, you don't love, you don't care if I starve, or you would have let me feed already. You want me to eat miss Cate, I hate you. That should do it, and maybe some more crying after that. she wondered idly, whimpering to make her seem pathetic and needy.

 

[Jemal]

Double Post

 

[Jemal]

Wednesday December 11th, 2003
Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague family suite

Jemal tore his eyes from Vychtorias beautiful gaze to look at his sister. He'ld had a feeling that Vych had been trying to get some point across to him, but he was obviously too dull-witted around her ravishing beauty to figure it out. Perhaps later he'ld have a more private conversation with her.
Clearing his throat as a distraction, he looked into his imperious sisters eyes, ready to scold her for being so rude in front of guests, but as soon as he lay eyes on her, his cold, undead, lawyers heart melted.. damnit, I really have been neglecting her recenltly, havn't I? Well it isn't REALLY my fault, she was supposed to be Uncle Nathans responsibility.. He sighed as he took off his glasses and stood Yeah right, he's been so distant recently he hasn't even been educating ME in the ways. Good thing I had a head-start before I was turned.
"Oh pet, I'm so sorry, I hadn't even thought of it." He said, his voice soft and soothing "and we really don't want you to get hungry and accidentally bite miss Caitlyn, now do we?" He smiled warmly, glancing at Vychtoria to see how she was taking this. "Miss Fayrchyld, would you like to accompany us on a little snack run? I'm feeling a bit famished myself, I've been working on these books almost since we got back from Elysium. There's this wonderful little place I know.. Or would m'ladies prefer to dine in for tonight?" He gave his most charming smile, wondering if Arin would be home.. Or perhaps Lei-pan.. yes, she should have been back from her visit to her folks in asia by now.

He'ld have to finish quickly though, he wanted to make sure they all looked their best for when Miss Caitlyn arrived.

OOC: What can I say, he's got a weakness for beautiful young women, which seem to be all-too-abundant right about now. that could make things.. Interesting.
On a good note, we should be getting our computer fixed within the next week, which means I'll be able to get online for more than a little while at a time, so more posts (Theoretically..)

 

[Shalimar]

Wednesday December 11th, 2003
Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague family suite

Most of her brothers reply went over the starving llittle girls blond head. Her eyes just tended to glaze over when he tried to be dashing and flirtatious with a pretty woman like Miss Vychtorya. In her eyes, that was the her brother's one flaw, he never really paid her full attention when other people were around, otherwise, he was the perfect brother, he played games with her, tucked her in, and over the last week, he had even let her crawl into his bed right before dawn so she wouldn't be scared of the light.

Sabrina knows it'll take Jemal awhile to decide, probably, and she decides to take matters into her own hands. Thinking only about how hungry she is Sabrina hops up out of her seat and the chair. Moving her tiny legs rapidly she pushes open the door to her Uncles study, where he and Carrick were talking. She marched up to him, her bunny slips making small slapping sounds on his hardwood floor.

"Uncle Nathan, I'm so very hungry and Jemal's just talking about girls and joking with Miss Vychtorya. But I'm hungry now, can't you do something, before Miss Cate gets here? I want my lessons to be just perfect." she complains plaintively.

 

[Festy_Dog]

(OOC - Aura Perception diff 8 - 10,8,6 - 2 successes; what's Max's current mood?)

ooc: Max is curious mostly, also in there is a little uncertainty, nervousness, awe and respect.

Whatever evaluation he made of me right then it seems I passed. This doesn't feel like a meeting based on knowledge. Heh, I wonder what this is about, Calebros did say he had his own things to see to. Pretty sweet, seeing as I can probably help him out now. I'm glad we have some things in common, well, we apparently do.

Max silently follows the man in black, his mind calculating as many situations as possible that could lead out of this one. He thinks it unwise to ask anything about what they are doing, or about the person leading him to their destination, so he thinks of something fairly general to talk about.

"It's getting pretty cold, and Christmas' not far off, something to look forward to," he says as they walk.

He takes a deep breath, but no cloud of vapour appears during the exhale.

Some habits die hard.

 

[Jemal]

IC:
Jemal watched his sister move off, rather dumbfounded at her hasty departure. After a moment of surprise, he shakes his head "I guess that means she wants to go out. *Sigh* I really must remember to teach her some more manners, that was rude, just walking out. Would you excuse me for a moment?" Jemal nodded to Vychtoria, his smile fading as he goes looking for his sister.

OOC: UM, I happen to have 2 younger sisters, and if THEY've understood me since they were 2, then to a child as smart as Sabrina, who's been around this kind of speaking patern in her brother, uncle, and parents, her whole life, it should be easy to comprehend. I fail to see the problem. Maybe she's just dizzy from hunger..

 

[Vychtorya]

"I'm hungry," she declared loudly, "I want to eat now, before Miss Cate gets here for lessons." She gestures at her brother imperiuosly, expecting him to jump when she said she was hungry.

Vych, a little stunned by the child’s loud and sudden declaration that she was hungry, thinks of how close she had just been to the Brujah. Vych looks over at Jemal with a startled look on her face as her hand landed on her cheek with eyebrows raised high and her lips pursed together. She sits quietly and awaits Jemal’s response to the child.

He sighed as he took off his glasses and stood. "Oh pet, I'm so sorry, I hadn't even thought of it." He said, his voice soft and soothing "and we really don't want you to get hungry and accidentally bite Miss Caitlyn, now do we?" He smiled warmly, glancing at Vychtoria to see how she was taking this. "Miss Fayrchyld, would you like to accompany us on a little snack run? I'm feeling a bit famished myself, I've been working on these books almost since we got back from Elysium. There's this wonderful little place I know… Or would m'ladies prefer to dine in for tonight?" He gave his most charming smile.

Vych hadn’t really gotten a chance to see Jemal at the party as Sabrina had captured her attention in that evening of introductions to the young Montagues. As he took off his glasses and spoke, Vych could feel her muscles relax. Then, she caught his smile and heard his sweet voice ask if she would like to go with them. Vych thinks to herself, “Right now, I would go anywhere you asked me to. How did I not notice HIM?!”

Beginning to realize she is staring at him wide eyed like a school girl, a giggling smile starts to creep across her lips as she says,
”I would love to go out with you…I…I mean you and Sabrina.

Thinking only about how hungry she is Sabrina hops up out of her seat and the chair. Moving her tiny legs rapidly she pushes open the door to her Uncles study, where he and Carrick were talking. She marched up to him, her bunny slips making small slapping sounds on his hardwood floor.

Seeing Sabrina’s hasty exit towards the study, Vych stands up takes a couple of steps forward and stretches her arm out open handed toward the child and starts to say, ”Oh no...please, Sabrina don’t distur….” But alas, she was too late and she hears Sabrina interrupt the gentlemen’s conversation.

"Uncle Nathan, I'm so very hungry and Jemal's just talking about girls and joking with Miss Vychtorya. But I'm hungry now, can't you do something, before Miss Cate gets here? I want my lessons to be just perfect." she complains plaintively.

Vych sighs heavily as she walks over to Jemal. ”This isn’t going to be pleasant is it? Vych says to him with an ounce or two of despair on her lips.

After a moment of surprise, he shakes his head "I guess that means she wants to go out. *Sigh* I really must remember to teach her some more manners, that was rude, just walking out. Would you excuse me for a moment?" Jemal nodded to Vychtorya, his smile fading as he goes looking for his sister.

“Of course,” Vych says with a considerable amount of understanding in her tone.

 

[Catulle]

Somewhere on the streets of Manhattan
Wednesday, 11th December 2002

The man swayed slightly - infirmity or chill? As he held her gaze, thick lips working silently in the cold air. Steam escaped his mouth as he seemed to ponder her question.

"'m real hungry, lady. An' I know jus' where the diner is. If you'd spare some change..." He left the request hanging, like his breath, in the air.

Of the melody there was no trace.