{V:tM - IC} New York by Night

[Shalimar]

Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague Family Suite – Sabrina’s Room
Wednesday 11th December, 2002

After Cate had greeted the tiny kitten, the little girl brought her face in close to his and gave him a kiss on his small pink nose. Sabrina seated herself on her fluffy pink comforter amidst the furry tide of animals that seemed to take up most of the bed. She gently lowered her kitten back down to where he had been resting on her powerpuff girls pillow. She smiled proudly at Cate her dimples making her look even younger then her 7 years.

"Isn't he just great? I only got him two weeks ago, so he is umm...he's two months old, so he's really just a baby. Isn't he just so delicate and handsome?" the child asked trying to steer the conversation away from singing lessons. She did really have a lot of fun singing with Cate, but she was just as sure she could have as much fun doing other stuff. "Maybe we can play a game now? I have a whole bunch of them, see, they are all right there." She says pointing, and sure enough almost all of the games you could think of were stacked in the corner of the room. It didn't look like most of them had ever been used before, probably because there wasn't anyone else really around to play them with her.

 

[KitanaVorr]

Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague Family Suite – Sabrina’s Room
Wednesday 11th December, 2002

"Well, maybe after the lesson," Cate spoke as she ran her fingers through the cat's fur and resisting the urge to just draw it into her arms and hug it. "I love cats," she informed Sabrina with a contented smile as she melted onto the bed and against the feline, unable to stop petting it.

"And I would love to play any of the board games with you, but your uncle hired me to give you a lesson and if I don't, I'll get in trouble." Cate's dark eyes met Sabrina's as she gave the child a conspiring wink. 'You don't want me to get in trouble, do you?"

 

[Shalimar]

Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague Family Suite – Sabrina’s Room
Wednesday 11th December, 2002

"Of course I don't want you to get in trouble, your my friend." Sabrina answers the singer winking back at her. The little girl rolls over onto her tummy, her small chin resting in her hands. Her face looking down at the kitten leaves her blond hair hanging down around her face like a curtain. She bicycles her feat in the air behind her back idly as she decides whether she should make Cate agree with her.

The child rolled over sudenly having made up her mind, it would have spooked the kitten if he wasn't already used to her excessive energy. Uncle Nathan had said not to use her powers if she didn't have to, but come on, where was the fun in that. She screwed up her pixie-like visage into a smiling mask of determination. She willed Cate to want to agree with her and to listen to what she said, (Prescence, Awe, using a willpower point for an automatic success).

 

[Catulle]

Ocean View Cemetery, Staten Island
Wednesday 11th December, 2002

The knife was in David's hand almost too fast, too subtle, for Max to keep track of. Almost. The edge didn't gleam in the slightest, a black lustre from tip to hilt. The scourge spun it deftly through 180 degrees and presented the Brujah with the grip. His eyes hadn't left the pocket watch the entire time.

The group had left the gravel path, forging their way through the evergreen sea, stained colourless by moonlight here, deep enough into the cemetery to shed the glow of the city's lights. The wind picked up here and there, setting the trees to rustling, as of dry cloth, and twisting as if in agony.

"I expect the worst, Gabriel." Came the intonation as they reached the high brick wall seperating the two plots of land. It was heavily weathered, an easy climb by day, though the night could conceal loose masonry from an unwary eye. David scaled it quickly, confidently, and above all quietly. He disappeared from sight over into the Fredrick Douglas' ground, dropping from the top without a sound.

 

[Catulle]

Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague Family Suite – Sabrina’s Room
Wednesday 11th December, 2002

However impressed Caitlyn was by Spots McKenzie, the feline remained implacable throughout, bearing this evening's indignities with a quiet grace. He streched out on the bed to tolerate the fuss a little longer, poking out a small pink tongue to rasp at the child's fingers.

The harmonies in the bedroom seemed to Cate more subdued than those in the music room, a slow murmur no more comforting for its gentleness, an echoing tune ...my name is Vychtorya... that looped through, again and again ...remember it... a troubling symphony that called out to the subconscious ...it would behoove you not to dismiss me thrice... undeniable, yet... here again, gone again at the same time.

(OOC - Sabrina Awe - 4,4,2,2 plus willpower = 1 success; recover a willpower point for satisfying her Nature)

Sabrina's conversation drew her senses back to the physical, subduing the echo to a whisper, constant but out of mind for the time being. The surge of conflicted emotion was almost too much for Cate to contain... but the child need not be troubled by her woes, need she?

 

[Catulle]

The Streets of Manhatten, Between Here and There
Wednesday 11th December, 2002

The convertible whipped along the road at a rapid pace, handling well and seeming to adhere to the road despite Jemal's inexperience. The wind was for the most part deflected by the screen, and the chill that remained hanging in the night sky was less noticeable to the pair of young Kindred. The benefits of company, or exuberance - who could tell?

The evening was still young, and despite the concern of her sire, Vychtorya was fairly certain that no guest would arrive at Antiquities for a good hour. Of course, the curiosity still gnawed at her as to who Carrick Ashton had invited into their haven.

 

[reapersaurus]

To Nikolai's superior vision, the effect was faintly dizzying, almost mesmerising before he reined in his mind, focusing on changes in the information his straining senses were feeding to him.
David spoke as he walked. "Buddy up, too. If it goes to fighting, I want one of you" he gestured to Max and Legba here "with each of them." his wave took in the Tremere. "I'll cover the lot of you, go wherever I need to be. And remember - you don't have right of destruction; I do. You don't kill anybody 'till you get the nod. If it's what I think it could be, you'll get the nod real fast."

Nikolai sees Gabriel nod to Legba, indicating the pairing.
Hell, Nik's vision can probably pick up 2 flies wooing each other at this point.

He looks closely at the group, sensing the emotions on display to his vampire eyes.
(Aura Perception, please, with no requirements for people to post theirs)

He nears Max after hearing his request for weaponry, and says, cooly and somewhat detached,
"If the $hit hits the fan, Maxwell, I have a shotgun.
Would you care to borrow it? It's kind of a pain to carry around..."

After waiting for any reply, Nikolai falls in step with David, waiting for an opening to talk (like any time his eyes are not glued to the watch).
When he can, Nikolai says,
"That's quite an antique you have there, David.
(lowering his voice) I couldn't help but notice, with my Eagle Eye sunglasses on, that it stays at just-past 1:10.

I also can't hear it ticking.

Either you are using some odd time zone I'm not familiar with, or your interest in that bauble does not lie in its synchronicity."

 

[Jemal]

The Streets of Manhatten, Between Here and There
Wednesday 11th December, 2002
T-minus 1 hour.

Jemal exhiliarated in the road and in the company, driving around the city seeing some of the views as he heads for his favourite club, always keeping in mind the time.

"You're going to love this place, Though I hope you don't mind being watched, they really appreciate beauty such as yours."

 

[KitanaVorr]

Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague Family Suite – Sabrina’s Room
Wednesday 11th December, 2002

For a moment, Caitlyn had thought the merriment of before had taken the memory of that awful moment away, but she found it sneaking back again, peppering her thoughts with its harsh melody despite the sweetness of her surroundings. The words echoed in her mind with that tune, bringing back the visual reminder of terror that she had felt earlier with the sudden mental image of Vychtorya Farychyld’s face that traveled with the cruel song.

Sight and sound that knew no boundaries of the senses…that always were one.

Why? Why had she come so far to run yet again into the same song in someone else? Why could she not escape it? Would she have to run yet again? Or would she only find it again in someone else?

Sabrina’s voice drew her away from those thoughts, from the painful song playing so quietly in the back of her mind. And in place of Vychtorya’s face, she saw Sabrina’s sweet innocence, her cajoling expression. A song that surged with youthful elegance and threatened to roll over her with its dominance.

What was the time? There was only time for the lesson and Jemal had told her when he called that it would be cut short. And yet…the child wanted to play so much…how could she deny her anything? It certainly couldn’t hurt…could it?

“I guess no harm done if we play a game for a little while,” Cate began slowly, drowning in the oceans of music flying from the little girl’s blue eyes. “What game would you like to play?”

 

[Shalimar]

Sabrina Montague

Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague Family Suite – Sabrina’s Room
Wednesday 11th December, 2002

Sabrina smiled at her success in getting Cate to agree with her. She had only ever done it once before at the party where she had met her, and that Mister Carrick, and Miss Vychtorya, and wasn't quite sure it would work. The thrill of using her powers so well gave her a boost to her self-confidence, she could do anything, and pretty soon Uncle Nathan and Jemal might even teach her how to use her voice to hypnotize people, it was all so exciting.

The child giggled as she had her fingers licked by the calico kitten. He was just so fun and huggable, although he didn't like Uncle Nathan or Jemal and would run away from them wheb they came into Sabrina's rooms. The child didn't understand it, but she knew her kitten loved her, or at least she thought he did, he always stayed around her and in her rooms. Maybe Uncle Nathan knows why Spots doesn't like him or Jemal the child thought shrugging.

Succeeding in getting Cate to agree to playing brought its own problem however. What to do? Sabrina did have an awful lot of dfferent games to play, but she was able to choose fairly quickly, it was a game she had been wanting to play for awhile, but it wasn't dignified enough for her brother or uncle. "Twister," she shouted out ecstatically, pointing at a large box on the bottom of the stack that was twice as tall as she was.

She ran over to it and tried carefully, however futile the effort was, to remove it without dumping the whole pile. Her attempts were quite humorous as a 7 foot stack of games collapsed on top of her covering her. The childs laughter echoed through out the room as she emerged from the pile with her treasure. Skipping across the room, she set the mat up next to her bed in the largest area of free space in her room. "I get to flick first." she said excitedly and matching actions to words she ended up with her right hand on red.