{V:tM - IC} New York by Night

[Festy_Dog]

Max gratefully accepts the knife, holding it away from sight between his arm and body.

"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..."

Max's face lights up at the mention of a big gun.

"I'll gladly carry it around for you, it'll make things easier for both of us that way," he smiles broadly.

When given the shotgun he straps it over his shoulder and swings it to be hidden behind his backpack.

"Thought it might come in handy," he mentions.

Nikolai seems like a pretty nice bloke. I'll get to kill some Sabbat and make some good allies in one night, lucky me.

 

[Tory Adore]

Vych takes in the sites Jemal shows her. She is amazed at the beauty the city holds. As the wind continues to flow effortlessly over the car, she takes off the beret that holds down her hair as well as the leather coat and places them on the floor of the back seat hoping to feel the cold a little more. Then Vych looks over to Jemal, studying his face as the city lights flashed behind him.

”_WE_ shall be quite the sight for them then, won’t we,”
She lets her hand come to rest on the cold console between them.

At the mention of the word "club" by Jemal, it was hard not to start thinking of her own club's activities tonight, and why Carrick was being so secretive about his guests.

 

[KitanaVorr]

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

Caitlyn laughed at the debacle of the strewn game boxes, pushing her sleeves up smooth arms. "Oh you get to decide everything, you think, little girl?" the singer teased with a mischievous wink. "Well, I'll let you know that I happen to be a champion twister player...that's right, little missy...I'm very bendy and I've got longer limbs."

One fingernail flicked the little arrow sending it spinning around in speedy circles. "Your uncle and brother play this game much?" she asked, one hand on blue. "I can't quite picture your uncle especially twisting it up. Jemal, I can see, but not your uncle."

Who knows? Maybe naughtiness runs in the family...Jemal and Sabrina, why not Nathaniel...now isn't that a fascinating thought in and of itself.

Red...yellow...blue...blue...this was going to get pretty tricky pretty soon.

 

[Shalimar]

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

Taking care to keep her small right hand on the large red circle Sabrina flicks the spinner with her left hand. Left foot green. She is confused about what to do, at least for a moment, the green circle was farther from the red then she was tall, and she could barely reach it. She ended up in a push up position with her fingers stretched as far as they could go above her head. The only thing holding up her small frame is her tiny fingers and the tip of her toes.

She grins up at Cate her tongue peeking out the corner of her mouth as if she is concentrating really hard. "Uh... yes." she answers slightly confused at the question. Of course she got to choose, she was the one who wanted to play the game after all. It was only naturaul for her to get her way, she always did, when she really wanted to, in the end.

"No," the child answers with a sigh, "They don't really play all thatt much, its kinda boring, and never twister, 'Its not dignified enough young lady'" she continues in an imitation of Nathan. "But your here now, so we can have fun together." She adds excitedly.

 

[KitanaVorr]

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

"I hear you there," Caitlyn responded with a sigh, memories resurfacing briefly. "My mom wasn't into the undignified herself - at least never unless it suited her for a purpose. Never do anything unless it gets you something in return...that was her motto. Living with someone like that doesn't really engender trust in people."

Her dark eyes twinkled as she glanced at Sabrina who she was trying very hard not to crush or hurt by falling on top of her. The child was so small and fragile wasn't she? "But I think you're pretty trust..." her words trailed off as she gaped slightly at Sabrina's balancing act.

Was that even possible? What?

Blinking her eyes as if to clear away what couldn't be possible, she put her left foot on blue. "You're...rather strong for your age, aren't you? Have you had ballet lessons?" Cate asked, rationalizing it away fluidly.

 

[Shalimar]

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

"N-no ballet lessons," she answers with a slight pitch change at the end as if to ask why? She knew she wasn't suppoused to talk about being a vampire, so saying she was super extra strong was probably a no no too. Jemal had said it would be a really bad idea to tell anyone and that she would get in trouble if she did, she really didn't understand why. She thought it might be fun to tell Cate all about it, but she had promised to be good. At least thats what she told herself for now.

"Well, when its just you and me we don't have to be dignified you said, so we can hae fun together, just the two of us. And I'd really love it if you came over when its not music lesson time, would...would that be ok?" she asked Cate hopefully. She flicked the spinner once more, this time her left hand yellow, though it didn't look like she could do it, the flicking had unbalanced her rather precarious position and she was swiftly falling. The child really didn't want to lose, she knew she could catch herself if she had enough time, and apparently she did, time slowed almost to a stand still and almost like magic she was looking up at Cate from her back still suppourted by her right and, and left foot, but also now with her left hand(Celerity 1 bloodpoint).

 

[KitanaVorr]

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

Caitlyn felt like she must be falling herself - falling into the darkness of her mind if but for a moment at the impossible things she was witnessing. Had it begun already? But where was the music? Wasn't it supposed to begin with music? No, she mustn't succumb just yet.

"I...I'd love to come when its not a lesson time," the young woman spoke, a bit of confusion in her voice until she cleared her thoughts and flicked the arrow for her turn. "I know how lonely it can be with just adults in the house and I'm not about to let you get sucked into their crazy world just yet."

She gave the little girl a wide grin, determination in those dark eyes that at least one child would get a chance to have a real childhood. "I'll ask your uncle later if he'll allow me to take you on a few little trips - maybe some breaks from your tutoring?"

 

[Ashrem Bayle]

Gabe quickly scaled the wall and dropped quietly to the other side. He immediatly sought the shadows and then waited patiently for his companions.

 

[Catulle]

Frederick Douglas Memorial Cemetery, Staten Island
Wednesday 11th December, 2002

Gabriel's jump down left him quite alone on the other side of the high wall. Of the scourge, there was no sign. The memorial park, which had begun its life as a cheap place to fill with paupers' graves seemed, if anything, to have become more neglected over the years and he smell of wet earth pervaded the Tremere's first impressions. Foliage, grown thick and wild, overgrew the moss-ridden gravel paths. Stands of trees stood crooked, unkempt and ragged, casting twisted shadows. From the midst of it all, bleak markers jutted up from the earth as bones from a carcass picked dry, granite and concrete testaments to those that had gone to rot in the earth beneath.

The place had never been landscaped, just left to grow at the heart of Staten Island, a malignant, living-dead thing in its own right. The gates were visible even at this distance, picked out by the halo of lights from the kine's emergency vehicles. Another, lesser, light source shone faint and yellow from a shallow, tree shrouded valley perhaps equidistant from both the entrance and the coterie's point of entry. All was silent save for the scrabble of the others' boots on the wall behind him.

 

[Catulle]

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

A polite cough from the direction of the door broke the pair's reverie quite sharply, bringing mundane reality pushing back to the forefront. A smartly-dressed man, looking to be in his thirties and wearing an earpiece stood silhouetted in the doorway, his poise indicating some urgency to his state of mind despite his immaculate presentation.

"Madam, Mistress." His address took in both, though he kept his attention on Sabrina, the watery eyes flicking once to the twister mat laid out on the floor, "If tonight's lesson is concluded, your Uncle would wish the pleasure of your company in the upper study. Ms Tran is also invited, should she be in a position to spare the time."

The message relayed, the messenger stood awaiting further instruction. Mr Cooper, Sabrina recalled his name now, who was much older than he looked - but that was a secret she probably shouldn't let on about right now.