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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Catulle" data-source="post: 906398" data-attributes="member: 9942">Antiquities Nightclub, ManhattanWednesday 11th December, 2003The MezzanineMazz' eyes strayed across the neonate's perfect form and over at the party entering as Vychtorya spoke. He gave a shrug of his thin shoulders which jostled the long tangle of his hair as if the strands were in turn noncommital. "I think I'd cramp your style, and 'sides, I always did like to watch." His grin returned as he flexed his arms about in their sockets as if straining out the day's cramps, adding "I'm just wondering who you'll greet first..." He winked again, and this time the gesture was less warm, more calculating than it had been before.He took a few paces away, dropping with graceful abandon into one of the deep seats, and stretching long legs out across the floor in front of him and extending an arm out in the direction of the blonde mortal. "I think Skye and I can keep each other company for a bit, V. You do your thing."The EntranceCarrick followed Sabrina's gesture towards the tight press of knotted humanity which was sweating and surging on the floor. He rubed at his cean-shaven jaw for a moment with his free hand, and looked to Vychtorya, Cate and Nathaniel in order before replying. The music cut most of the detail from his speach to all save Sabrina, afforded the perfect position to hear."She's struggling to find an instant of hapiness in a life that all too often disappoints. She's striving to find meaning for herself reflected in the mirror of another. She may succeed, or she may fail, but she will have tried. At the end of it all, she can say she has lived. That is what happens here, Sabrina - people come to look for those answers that only humanity can provide. Ultimately, it's my reason for being here as well."Nathan remained quiet through the exchange, eyes roaming the room as if seeing it for the first time, Cate could almost see the mind at work behind them as they pried out every detail of each sculpture, every painting. Sabrina knew only too well that Uncle Nathan did not approve of this kind of thing; bright colours and such, and it was a little surprising that he hadn't said something yet."All in good time, Sabrina." Nathan had to strain his voice to be heard and the ennunciation had the effects of a harsh croak to it; the raven in a nest of peacocks. He caught Caitlyn's look towards him, and the response was unreadable; a stoic visage confronted her and the dark eyes let slip nothing. "Let us see what our hostess has planned for us." He took a few paces, surprisingly determined in his stride before settling into a more usual stroll, towards the stairway.</blockquote>

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