{V:tM - IC} New York by Night

[Catulle]

Antiquities Nightclub, Manhattan
Wednesday 11th December, 2003

Caitlyn's voice seemed to hit the mark with Nathaniel, even if he didn't outwardly display it to a less appraising eye. Only a slight wrinkling about the eyes suggested his chagrin to the young woman. Perhaps the busy surroundings had the recluse on edge, perhaps the revellers had offended his sense of propriety, perhaps... The secretive orbs let nothing further slip, however, and there was a coolness in Nathaniel the equal and opposite of her hot emotion.

"Maria is an old friend of Mr Ashton, like a sister to him, and one from whom I have never had the pleasure of an introduction. She has come to the country from Spain for a brief stay, and Mr Ashton thought to play host tonight." His attention followed hers to the child and her temporary guardian, "I think, perhaps, he has regaled my neice with stories of the past, of Maria and Europe."

 

[Tory Adore]

Quistaday – Veil
Lyrics

Vych gives a small wave to the beautiful group below, and motions that she will come down to meet them. With that she turns back around to face Skye, their height being almost the same as Vych was in flats. Vych tucks a stray lock of platinum hair behind Skye’s ear letting the palm of her hand cradle the blonde’s smooth flawless face for a brief moment,
”I think we’ve done all we can at this point, and I thank you. Just let Sasha and Sebastian know you’re done for the night, and please have some fun Skye. If you need me, you know what to do. We’re just going to have to go with what the tide brings with it tonight.”
Vych kisses Skye to the right of her mouth, and comments out of the blue with a laugh to her voice as she hurries to the stairway to head down,
”Oh, by the way Mazz, I like what you did with my tables…”

Vych heads down the staircase with a graceful, playful bounce to her step. She acknowledges Carrick and Sabrina with a quick glance and a wink, and moves straight to Caitlyn and Nathaniel, arm extended, hand offered to the singer in genuine relaxed welcome with a warm and happy smile going to Nathaniel at seeing the lovely woman on his arm. Vych says plenty loud for Carrick and his guests to hear,
”Welcome to Antiquities! It pleases me you could make it tonight. A private seating area has been arranged upstairs, and should you need peace and quiet for a moment, the VIP room is available to you all as well. It’s just off of the Mezzanine. If you’d follow me please, I’ll get you settled. Then you may feel free to do as you wish until the rest of the guests arrive. Tonight is all about having a good time, so please, should you require anything, anything at all, you have but to ask, and I will do what I can to provide it for you. This way please.”

Vych makes a sweeping gesture with her arm as she offers to lead the group toward the stairs and the two rather handsome security guards dressed in all black posted at the bottom. Vych closes her gait a bit to fall in step side by side with Carrick and Sabrina. Still moving forward, Vych brushes the child’s face with her hand as she says sweetly,
”You are one of my very special guests here tonight Sabrina. I hope you will enjoy yourself. I have some special things planned that I think you might like.”

Vych’s eyes look to Carrick’s giving him a somewhat half ‘smile’ and nod trying to convey to him the many emotions that have tortured and pleasured her tonight. Then she quickens her pace to pass the group to reach the guards first, moving past and acknowledging them as she leads the guests up the staircase.

 

[reapersaurus]

Nikolai leans over close to Gabriel and conspires,
"My guess would be that you know of our blood's affinity for seeing deeply into things....
When I look at that 'corpse' there, I see that it's still alive, and feeling.
Have you Dominated its Will yet, so it will not escape us if we turn our backs?"

Nik replies to Max,

That's a good question - wouldn't a vampire corpse make the forensic coroner suspicious?

Speaking of suspicious, WHAT is a child's body doing out here in the middle of a graveyard?!"

Nik leans down closely to the crushed little body, attempting to unravel the puzzle, and expecting to pin blame for the crime against humanity on the target of his Revenge.

 

[Festy_Dog]

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

Max starts walking to where they came into the graveyard, eager
to avoid law enforcement.

"Unless shes a recent resident here she could be a relation of our little friend here," Max says, indicating the festering ghoul in his grip, "She might not have wanted to drink icky blood, called her 'brother' here gross and he decided to teach her a lesson in return, which could also explain his reason for remaining here, but then again there are many other factors which we may not know about."

Max continues on his way.

 

[KitanaVorr]

Antiquities Nightclub, Manhattan
Wednesday 11th December, 2003

"A Spanish lady, very interesting," Caitlyn murmured thoughtfully, but her mind wasn't on the woman but the man beside her. Around them the music echoed, a woman's mournful voice riocheting from wall to wall, person to person, soul to soul.

Bring down. Bring down the veil now.

Her eyes gazed at him and he could see his pale reflection in those dark depths.

I wanna see things like you see.

Then the moment was lost as Vychtorya's entrance commanded their attention.

"Hello again," the young singer greeted the woman with a smile and an hand clasp even as her memories began to tread the new paths that Nathan had placed there barely an hour ago. For those who had noticed, the marked change from the terror of before almost felt eerie. "You have very beautiful club. It's more than I can do not to throw myself into the throng of bodies and feel the music burrowing through my skin."

When Vychtorya moved on to Carrick and Sabrina, Caitlyn followed Nathan wherever he led her. The music, the colors, the feel of him beside her. He made her so angry sometimes, frustrated, confused -- and very alive. One finger lightly trailed a slow path from the knuckle of his hand resting on her wrist to the tip of his finger, her eyes following its tortuous route with absent curiousity. If only she could return the favor.

 

[Shalimar]

Antiquities Nightclub, Manhattan
Wednesday 11th December, 2003

”You are one of my very special guests here tonight Sabrina. I hope you will enjoy yourself. I have some special things planned that I think you might like.”

Sabrina smiled happily now that Miss Vych and Miss Cate were being nice and really friendly, it had been a little worry, but not now, everyone liked each other, and most importantly they liked the little girl most of all, it warmed her down to her toes, almost as much as the blood had. When Vychtorya ran her hand down the girls cheek it elicited a giggle of laughter. Sabrina held up the necklace that Vychtorya had given her, smiling proudly.

"Look, look, I'm wearing the necklace that you gave me, see? And whats the surprises, what are we gonna do?" she asked, for all the world sounding like a small living machine gun, firing off words.

 

[Catulle]

Frederick Douglas Memorial Cemetery, Staten Island
Wednesday 11th December, 2003

As he replied to Nikolai, Gabriel's voice was bitter with... sarcasm? Irony? "If you can find a window into that thing's soul, you're welcome to make the attempt. Without the correct bridge, we can't work Sympathy, now - can we? Better to just drag it in to our superiors... prove our loyalty, yes?" The pale eyes he turned on Max glittered in the dirty velvet night, "Just keep a good, firm, grip, right Max? I'm sure that will work just well enough."

D'Angelo, the Hunter-instinct, took control of Nikolai's senses for but a smattering of seconds. The child, the stones, the way the corpse splayed, the torn wound in the wrist, not the result of bludgeoning... teeth, the mark of a feeding, a botched job. Fatal.

A sharp crack, plastic-on-plastic resonant in the thick air, drew their attention. Legba. His look was grim, to say the least. Though his eyes were as pitch, they could all sense the frustration of a Kindred. "David's out. He says take the car - sheriff and he had things under wraps, but the cops are coming; doesn't know how long we've got left to us... Let's take what we need and split?" The 'phone went into a pocket deep in the heavy coat, though his hand stayed within its folds... ready.

Thick flakes of ice drifted down from the impending storm, though sparse, they hinted at something worse, something colder yet to come.

The decision of a moment, the big man was by the tree in a burst of speed, akin to Max' legerity, lifting down the body and hefting it across one broad shoulder, eyes wide and muscles straining, he looked to the others about him "Are you coming? Or not?" He nodded across to Max as he spoke, the Brujah already a healthy distance away.

(OOC - Nikolai Auspex diff9 - 9,4 = 1 success)

As he turned to go, Nikolai caught it; the missing fragment in the puzzle. Entwined about the dead child's fingers were a few sparse strands of hair; not dark, like those of the Poet, the Heartbreaker, which he yet retained, but pale as flax... like the Kindred corpse across Legba's shoulders...

More questions than answers, indeed.

 

[Tory Adore]

Caitlyn and Nathaniel

Vych nods humbly to Caitlyn as she says sincerely,
”Thank you. Please feel free to do as you wish here. You are a special guest tonight, and any whim of pleasure you want is to be yours for the taking. If the desire should so present itself to you, an instrument of your choice can be provided at a moment’s notice. Being a dancer of sorts, I know how this club’s passions and emotions mixed within the music and energy can pull an artist’s form into the whirlwind of creation. Welcome my sweet. Enjoy.”

(OOC – perception)
Catching Caitlyn’s hand on Nathaniel’s after standing in their presence for a bit, Vych looks to him then to Caitlyn and back again to Nathaniel. The beauty of the two of them standing together captivated her attention for the moment. Vych attempts to desguise her pleasure at the sight with a more nonchalant tone to her voice,
”It is a pleasure to have you in my club Sir. And please forgive me as I really did not mean to let my gaze linger so, but I must say that you make quite an attractive pair. I do hope you will let loose and enjoy yourselves here tonight. Would you both excuse me please? I have a few items I must attend to once we are all settled upstairs.”
She reaches out with both arms touching each of them lightly at their elbows as she requests to take her leave of them.

 

[Tory Adore]

Carrick and Sabrina

Vych’s eyes and heart fill with love and memories as she talks briefly to Sabrina about the pendants.
”It does my heart good to see it being worn by someone who loves it so. It has waited many years to have someone care for it again. See, I wear its twin.”
Vych places her hand on her neck touching for a second the golden chain so that only the red ruby heart shows.

Vych speaks in a sweet voice trying to calm the child’s excitement and perhaps her own too. She knows the feeling of anticipation herself as she waits to meet Carrick’s Sire. Vych continues,
”Now what kind of a surprise would it be if I told you Precious, but…how about when it gets closer I tell you about it and no one else? It’ll be our secret. You see, Carrick won’t even know what it will be.”

Vych takes the lead up the staircase. She breathes in deep and exhales in an attempt to refocus her mind and let a soft more carefree look come to her face.

The music changes as Vych takes her last step onto the mezzanine.
Poe – Hey Pretty

 

[reapersaurus]

Nikolai's eyes widen at the conclusion his senses force upon him - his trains of thought literally collide when the tracks of 'criminal' and 'victim' get re-routed like some insane conductor is orchestrating the thoughts within his mind.

He ponders the mystery one last second, before looking around one final time ; the horrific scene etched in his memory - one more piece of 'artwork' the Poet must answer for... but this one's personal flavor hits a bit too close to home... he's close now, he can feel it. After so many years of hunting, his Revenge may be within reach.

Nikolai blinks, then answers Gabriel softly, "Yes... our loyalty, of course..."

Nikolai quickly runs after Max to keep the feral 'corpse's' body closely in sight.