It had been more then one year since Juan Lorenzo, Dragon, had taken the throne of Charlotte.  When he did this, he made a vow that in one year he would have spoken with key members of the kindred population with a plan of action and the final results of John's exile and standing blood hunt.  Not every kindred in the city openly sought John's destruction, but many were still on the lookout for him.  [Private to Marissa Lee: Lars has specifically instructed you to not speak about clan business with any of the other neonates.  If the subject of John comes up, do not be stupid and defend clan honor.  You will honor the clan more by accepting the facts.  John fucked it up.  He fucked it up for everyone, too.][Private to Natalya Shrevchenko; Yuki Nagasawa: You both know your sire has been busy with the elders.  Yuki, you were a ghoul privvy to his time away and Natalya is smart enough to put the dots together.][Private to Abigail O'Carroll: Your sire is convinced that John is not in the city, but he does not believe the near methuselah just vanished.  He found an ally to help him escape.][Private to Alexander Youngblood: The Nosferatu know that John is not in the city.  They also know who is actively seeking his destruction and who is not.  The information is classified, of course.]


One such rebel was the Toreador Germaine.  Something had happened between Germaine Marshall and the prince causing a falling out between the two.  Many can speculate as to the nature, but few do so openly.  Germaine is still popular enough with some of the more disillusioned members of her clan to maintain a position on the Primogen council.  There she has a few more allies and connections - enough to make her a real, if upstart political faction. [Private to Madhu Ahkilesh: Catrina thinks that you might want to try and reign in anyone who knows anything about this.  It would certainly help you gain prince favor.][Private to Natalya Shrevchenko: Dragon is particularly concerned about you in this case.  Germaine is a woman scorned and Toreadors are particularly vindictive.  She is also Chrsitian-spawn.  You should keep your guard up against anyone who knows anything about her.  It means she's already got herself connected to them before Dragon ever meets them.]

Most of the kindred were well enough off to approve of the new prince, and so he continued to do what he felt was best.  Don Miguel Giovanni, Christian Knox, Dora Delavergne, Lars Reznick, and of course the Tremere, Ryan Combs were more then well off.  The new prince was able to make a lot of the right kindred happy.  One of the new things Dragon had done was set up multiple elysiums.  This one was one of his favorites.  It was the 11th floor presidential suite in the UNCC area Hilton.  Occasionally one of the rooms just below the lobby would be used as well.  But tonight wasn't one of those nights.

It required a special key just to get from the elevator to the presidential floor.  The keys were acquired by a ghoul at the service desk.  This made it a bit more difficult to be uninvited here.  Tonight was a rare, special occasion reserved for the recently arrived, be it through notice or embraced.  The prince would meet with them precisely at midnight on Tuesday.  If you were invited you knew about it and were expected to attend.  Obviously you were on the list and got your elevator card.

The room was towards the far end in the corner overlooking a small part of UNCC campus and the busy Mallard Creek exit.  It was room number 1134.  A clock on the wall as soon as you stepped off the elevator said what time it was.  You had been encouraged to show up a few minutes before 11.  The suite's door was propped open and the room was lit.  You heard some classical music playing.

OOC: Lets see...order of arrival: Alexander, Madhu, Abigail, Yuki, Marissa, Natalya, Sebastian & Gabe; That is a lot of characters to bring in at once.  How about we sort it out like this... You arrive between 10:35 & 11:09.  I urge you to talk in OOC and pick your spots.  Some of you may even elect to ride the elevator together or meet at the valet.  Just dont jump all over each other on the clock.  I dunno.  Figure it out. :P  Next, you may roll Intelligence + Performance at difficulty 8 to recognize Mozart.  Difficulty 9 to pull it out as his 5th symphony.  Yuki, you get a +2 dice bonus on the roll for playing classical and Natalya gets a +1 dice because she is familiar enough with her sire to have heard it before.  Cool?

When you rounded the corner and looked inside, you seen what you immediately recognized as an awesome place to gather.  The whole place was lit in a comfortably dim white glow.  There was a lot of black, polished steel, and glass.  Every drop of furniture was neatly spaced to make the large glass table in the middle of the room the main piece.  Right away you noticed a fully stocked bar on the right.  Behind it was a full galley.  Everything had a "neon night" mixed with "glass tower" polished steel look to it.  Rather modern.  Across the top of the bar was a neatly placed series of tumblers and wine glasses.  Both were a mixture of ivory and gold; very nice.  The two "glasses" were obviously part of a complete set.  Each sat on a small golden tray, sharing their space with a trio of small matching dishes.  You got the impression they were intended for you.

On a similar tray in front was a small notice that said to please enjoy responsibly.  Now you knew for certain.  It could be considered rude not to enjoy just a little...  Either way, the choice was yours.

OOC:  Unless (at least) one of you volunteers and the rest approve, everyone has to roll a single d10 and call it, odds or evens.  If you guess right, you were smart.  If you guess wrong, you are the retarded neonate in the next paragraph.  Again I advise some OOC pow-wow.

As soon as you stepped around behind the bar...you were wishing you had brought the tray!  Now you feel like a dork if you didn't.  It's bad.  Your that kid in school walking down the hall trying to be cool with your bad self without knowing you had a wad of shitty toilet paper stuck to your shoe and were dragging behind you.  Yeah that bad!  That's how retarded you felt when everyone but you had theirs.  Now you had to go back and get your little tray or be that out of place neonate without one.

The back half of the massive table was partitioned away from the main bar and specialty mini bar.  This created a nice flow pattern and gave some separation.  At the specialty bar the first thing you noticed were edible items!  There was a nice and neat triple row of deviled eggs.  Behind them were popcicle looking things in the shape of various animal heads. This ring was three deep and circled a large crystal punch bowl full of what looked like jelly beans.  On a smaller, raised plate in the center of the bowl was what looked like some sort of thick, bloody, jello-ey cake complete with a pink creme icing on top carved into the symbol of the Camarilla Ankh.  A single ghoul that would otherwise be invisible acted as a server and carver.

Then, on either side of the micro bar of food stood an "invisible" ghoul in a tuxedo.  Each ghoul held a polished silver tray that held a series of shot glasses.  One side had "Effects" and the other had "No Effects".  The effects were alcohol or supernatural blood, but no other drugs or narcotics.  The non affected side had a variety of rare, but mortal blood types and vessel origins.  The side with effects had mage blood!  And something called Kuei-Jin Vitae.  It was green with purple fog flowing off of it!  You could even have your drink chilled, warmed, or spiced!  Once you had made your selection, a fourth ghoul, also wearing a tuxedo, acted as a bartender presenting a small corked pint matching your preference.

Surrounding the heavy glass meeting table were plush, but oily looking black leather office chairs.  The single chair at the head of the table was a little larger it seemed but was otherwise identical.  From the left side of the table, in the far corner was a massive plasma tv.  It, along with the rest of the entertainment system seemed to merge into one large corner piece.  There were four more doors strategically placed so they wouldn't attract attention.  Two of them, one on either side, were open.

That was when you saw the Keeper of Elysium.  She was just a little taller then average and had a runner or swimmer's build.  The embrace made her just a few years too old to be cute, but the pink in her hair, eyebrow studs, and plethora of ear piercings kept her looking just young enough.  For this particular occasion she was wearing tasteful heels and black stockings, a grey skirt and long sleeves.  She matched the description you were given. [Private to Madhu Ahkilesh: Catrina thinks you should make nice with her.  You are a clanmate and if you take the job as whip, will be dealing with her a lot.][Private to Natalya Shrevchenko: Your sire suggests a good relationship with her.  She is new too, and could use your help.][Private to Marissa Lee: Your sire suggests you be wary of the keeper because he thinks she is a test to see if any Ventrue fuck up.]

Her back was turned.  She was standing in front of the TV, chewing on the back of a pen while holding a clipboard.  She managed to hog the remote, holding it pinned between her hand and the clipboard.  There was some news on.  It had two dead bodies, both with Russian sounding names.  Police had "a suspect in mind" but further details weren't forthcoming.  The subject quickly changed to some schmuck robbing a toy store.

It didn't matter if you've never been to Elysium before or simply haven't ever been to an Elysium like this, this was cool.  Cool points for the Tremere.  Way.  Cool.  Points.


OOC: Drinks with no effects:

Virgin Schoolgirl - Sweet & a little salty
Lion's Blood - A mild salt and hint of muscle &
American Muscle - A little heavier, strong, & healthy
Spicy Italian - Imported from Rome, Just right amount of heat and thickness
Thick Russian - Heavy, meaty, & hearty
The Prince's Private Stock - Athletic, educated, wealthy black man from New York City

Drinks with side effects:

Mean Left Hook - Spiked with King Cobra & Mad Dog 20/20, the Mean Left Hook is a quick buzz that hits hard and fast for an immediate shot of liquid courage.
The Buzz - A slow striking buzz that lasts for more then a few minutes in a kindred body.  Designed to prolong the effects of an alcohol buzz.
Liar! Liar! - The rum & coke of vitae.  Fashionable and often a starter (the strongest) for newbies.
Royal Flush - Moonshine.  The real deal.
Mage Blood - Smooth and slick.  A Bombay Sapphire martini, extra dirty.  Pros only.
Kuei-Jin Blood - A frothing sweet lime flavor that is very light on the palate, almost dry.  It is also known for it's energetic tingle and pop on tongue.  Very strong side effects that could last for hours.  Master Ninjas only.

MADHU SECRET KNOWLEDGE: [Private to Madhu Ahkilesh: Catrina wants you to make nice with as many of the other neonates as possible, and to establish some form of necessary role to them.  Expect Marissa to be suspicious and Natalya to try and assume direct leadership.  Alexander the Nosferatu is most likely going to play his cards close, so pry him or goad him into helping learn more about Madisen Tandino.]

MARISSA SECRET KNOWLEDGE:  [Private to Marissa Lee: The name of your game is don't trust anyone!  Lars has you almost paranoid with the seriousness involved with your presentation.  He wanted - no needed you to win the prince's favor.  He wouldn't demand anything from you but you were still required to be polite, pretty, and professional.  You should be direct, but intelligent.  If someone else has a better idea then you, acknowledge it.  If given the chance though, take the lead.  Most of all, prove yourself an asset.  As for the other neonates, you should not trust Madhu.  Your sire had it on good sources that Madhu was a corrupt slaver who sells your boons to kinsews outlaws.  On the other hand, you should consider the Nosferatu a safe bet.  The clan is doing awesome under Dragon's rule, so any Nosferatu is automatically going to be on his good side.  Natalya is your biggest rival for absolute leadership of the new neonate coterie.  She is also the prince's favorite childe, so she is likely to try and challenge you.  On the other hand if you can get on the same page... Finally.  The Assamite girl...she is an Assamite.  Don't trust her at all until she proves otherwise.  Finally, before you arrive, your sire gives you the option to have a special tailor do you a custom piece (go until your heat's content) for a single trivial boon.  He also gives you a small brown envelope.  It has 25,000.00 dollars in it.  When you get a moment with the prince alone you are supposed to give it to him.  AND he gives you a brown leather briefcase that is quite heavy.  You know it is because it is full of money.  You counted it.  1,000,000.00 dollars.  Sometimes the best way to make friends is to buy them.  Use it as needed.]

NATALYA SECRET KNOWLEDGE:  [Private to Natalya Shrevchenko: You know a little something about everyone.  Madhu is a slaver - specializing in rare ghouls.  He is also wealthy and rumored to be Catrina's first choice for Brujah Whip.  The Assamite is a baby, a childe, and was some sort of righteous fury in life.  She can still be goaded into just causes.  The Nosferatu, Alexander, and Keeper of Elysium, Courtney, are your friends.  They both need you quite a bit for your connections and social grace.  The Assamite could be a useful ally (read: tool) if befriended (manipulated).  A blood bound Assamite is even better.  Alexander, the Nosferatu, he is likely to be your closest ally.  The Nosferatu as a whole are well off with Dragon's rule.  They will support it (and likely you, if pressed).  Yuki is your brand new baby sister.  Dragon is not sure he liked the idea of embracing her yet.  This was one of his obligatorry ones, not personal choices like...you!  Finally there is Marissa, the Ventrue.  She is walking on eggshells because of her clan, and will be on her best behavior.  If she has an idea or suggestion it is probablly a good one, so take her seriously.  At last, Dragon wants you to be on your good behavior.  You are his favorite childe and quite possibly the most powerful.  You are being watched by a great many other kindred, so doing well with these presentation with the other neonates will do wonders.]

YUKI SECRET KNOWLEDGE:  [Private to Yuki Nagasawa: You know didly and squat about any and all of this.  You are not even a week old as a vampire yet.  You haven't met any others except your sire.  You know that you are not supposed to let anyone except other vampires know that you are one.  Besides that, you don't know anything else.  Ask questions!  Ask stupid, dumb, brand-new vampire questions.  Try doing things like checking other vampires for a reflection in a mirror.  You know, be a total newb.  Natalya is another Tremere you are supposed to find and attach yourself too.  You do whatever she says and try as hard as you can to learn everything and anything she can teach you.]

ALEXANDER SECRET KNOWLEDGE:  [Private to Alexander Youngblood: The food at the bar is alright, quite good actually.  Your sire recommends it.  He also suggests coming on an empty stomache to make full use of the entire bar.  He also, as a bonus from Dragon for being a cool clan, has given all of the Nosferatu some free Armani custom suits.  You get a free "snazzy" suit that you must describe as such in your introduction description.  However, if you do, all Appearance rolls are changed from X to 1.  You do not automatically fail.  Also, you are considered to have Style 2, or two more dots in the skill if you already have it (max of 4).  Next, Virgil wants you to find out if anyone knows why Germaine and the prince have beef.  Feel free to ask.  Feel free to really press Natalya.  Natalya should be on her guard, and if she's not, Germaine can eat her up.  You also know that Natalya is definitely Dragon's favorite childe.  The chick is an utter knockout.  She is absolutely beautiful.  Gorgeous.  Let her lead.  She is better then Madhu.  He is already about to be named a Whip, making him leader and director of this coterie is just a bit overkill.  So no matter what, you have to back Natalya or Marissa.  Abigail, the Assamite is a wild card.  She is the childe of the awesome Assamite Ignetz Krebs, but she is also a newbie Assassin.  Finally, there is is Yuki, the brand new Tremere.  She is the prince's childe and has been embraced less then a week.  You are probably her very first Nosferatu contact.  So throw her a bone.  Educate her as much as you can.  Ask her questions, find out what she knows, correct the errors, and fill in the blanks.  Otherwise, feel free to act on your own.  ]

ABIGAIL SECRET KNOWLEDGE:  [Private to Abigail O'Carroll: Oh have fun.  Ignetz wants to test some of your training.  As a legal type, you were expected to learn details and pay attention to the facts.  You are supposed to do that tonight.  Ignetz wants a dossier on each member of your new "cotier" of kindred after this meeting.  Ask the hard questions.  Take shots.  Mention the failure of John to the Ventrue neonate.  Taunt Natalya for only being there because she is Dragon's childe.  Pick on Yuki, or better yet, give her false information because she is uneducated.  Because everyone else seems to be against them, side with Madhu and Marissa.  Make it interesting.]

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SEBASTIAN SECRET KNOWLEDGE:  [Private to Sebastian D. Richter: TBA]

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DJ Inferno bursts into the room, pride putting a spring in his step.

DJ Inferno was quite the local celebrity (OOC: Fame 3), especially in the underground music scene. He was an strong up-and-comer in the 90's and even after being Embraced he continued to make a name for himself, filling the late night airwaves with his particular blend of techno, punk, trance, and metal.

Since his Embrace last year while he has stopped touring, the work that he has been publishing has met with incredible critical acclaim and he is on the verge of breaking out into mainstream media. The production value of his shows has dramatically increased as well as the quality of venues he is being booked to.

Recently he has been angling towards becoming a full-fledged Herald by using his radio station to broadcast coded messages to the Kindred of the city. The whole city knows to listen closely when called 'Big D' has something to say.

As usual, he is breaking Elysium customs by going around in his "costume" of sorts. His usual look is baggy pants, no shirt to show of his thin but muscular physique and his famous blank mask that he wears at all time when he's in public. This is the main way that he circumvents the usual problems of kindred being in the spotlight as the public has no idea what his real face look like so he can come and go as he pleases by simply removing the mask. While it's not a perfect solution and those in the music industry especially know who he is and how to reach him, it keeps his face out of the papers and that is enough to satisfy most detractors worried about the Masqeruade.

Tonight he is wearing his mask, but he has dressed up a bit for Elysium. He is wearing a nice dress shirt, albeit unbuttoned down the front to keep up his "image'. The baggy cargo pants have been replaced by actual dress pants and shoes, but the large chains coming out of the pocket hint at his 'edgy' persona.

Like a self-absorbed idiot, DJ strolls right past the trays, too engrossed with either himself or his surroundings.

When he realizes what he had done, DJ tries to slip back without anyone noticing, but after his bold entrance it was clear that he had made a faux pas and as he went back to grab a tray, he was thankful the mask kept his blushing face out of view.
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The Keeper of Elysium turned, a bit startled at the sudden arrival while she was engrossed.  She watched the masked man carefully, instantly recognizing him for his celebrity status.  Just about everyone in town knew the mask.  The kindred knew he was one of theirs.  She watched him quickly fix his mistake and start.

The serving ghoul was pudgy and Mexican.  He didn't look like he spoke any English.  In fact he didn't speak at all.  Instead, his hands waved like a magician or salesman over his products, smiling a big, high, cheesy grin.

Abigail was the next to step out of the elevator, just in time to notice inferno returning to the trays in the entrance hall, she smiled, but kept from chuckling as well as there was no reason to belittle him for such a minor slip up.

She was wearing a simple metlalic dark-green silk wrap-dress, and a pair of Black 2inch heels, accentuating her pale skin.
She stopped and picked up a tray of her own, she studied the glass and tumbler for a moment, taking in their design, before moving on to accept a drink of mage blood.
afterall when your host went to all the effort of procuring something exotic for an event, it would be rude not to try it.

As she came closer into the room she stopped and curtsied to the keeper of Elysium, as she straightened, she beheld the woman, waiting.

[Private to ST-Jedi: Botched the call, I think. Rolled a 5 on DC 6]

Stepping into the elevator Yuki presented the acquired key to the slot after the doors had been closed behind her with a silent woosh. A tiny light behind the 11th floor turned green, there was a slight motion of the elevator cabin as it started to move. Yuki stared into the mirror adjusting a few hairs, pursing her lips. Checking her lipstick and eyeliner. ["Not to much rouge, .. perfect"]. Quickly Yuki took out a little notebook (2 by 3 1/2 ft) and quickly browsed. Reading quickly and just a moment before there was a ping that she had reached the designated floor Yuki put it away.

Time 22:58
Looking directly at the clock on the wall Yuki almost automatically looked at her watch, matching the time on her watch and the wall. Nodding to herself as it had been suggested to arrive a few minutes before eleven. Making the turn towards the suite.

Approaching it Yuki stopped dead in her tracks for a moment ["Mozart ..? Why yes. His 5th Symphony. Someone must be playing it to comfort my ears. Such a good choice of music"] Smiling Yuki continued. Walking with a determined pace into the room. Which was not quite what she had expected. It was modern looking, elegant and just simple cool. Seeing a few others here and there. Yuki tried to observe them as closely as possible without attracting to much attention to herself.

In the distance Yuki saw the woman that looked like the woman she had been described in the letter. Perhaps she would need to stop by her first and then mingle ?

Walking towards the woman Yuki noticed a masked man ["Is that ..?"] Shrugging Yuki continued to look around. Stopping at the tray with the glasses. Reading the note Yuki didn't hesitate and took one of the pair. And headed towards the girl that stood waiting close to the woman she was to address. Leaving the tray behind, since why take it with you. Right ? You only needed the glass to drink.            (OOC: not even blushing here to make a OOPS)

Stopping beside the girl Yuki looked her over, intensively. Trying to figure something out. Whispering to her (Abigail) ... "He, are we supposed to wait till she is finished ?"

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Madhu walked in coolly. He had already left his peacoat on the rack outside leaving him with his black blazer, a light blue oxford shirt with thin navy blue stripes. Fashionably worn blue jeans. Nice, but not too nice. Casual but not too casual. His boots were black. The jeans were worn normally, over the cuff of the boot so only the lower portion was visible. The ensemble was topped off with a small silver watch. Classy without being gaudy.

As Madhu walked he took in what he seen, smiling and nodding to anyone he made eye contact with. It wasn't overly excited, just a polite smile and nod. As he walked he observed what was going on and smoothly grabbed a tray and allowed himself a private chuckle at the two that had clearly not gotten the hint. The DJ got a long distance fist bump to go with his nod.

Madhu thought the mask was a little bit over the top, but to each their own. Madhu didn't particularly care for the music the DJ played, but hey, he could dance to anything.

Madhu opted to sample a little bit of everything. Food was typically disgusting, but he knew enough about the Prince's reputation to know if he had the tuttay, balls, to serve food it had to be awesome, and Madhu was not going to miss out on any of it.

Looking at his plate and trying to decide if he was looking like a pig yet he decided no, he was not, and that no amount of anything exceeded polite sampling. He settled on a Bombay Martini to drink and then took a seat. Being established in the city already had some benefits. He could chill for a minute, enjoy his snacks, and figure out who he wanted to approach first. Mentally, The DJ was shuffled to the bottom of the pile.

Natalya waited at the entry lobby to the building. Dressed impeccably, designer dress, loose enough to show skin and intrigue without looking like a hooker. Her shoes cost more than an average car in the city. Exquisitely coiffured, she had a reputation to keep up and a sire to please, not to mention an escort for tonight events. A smirk appeared at the corner of her lips as she waited. It would be quite the delightful surprise to everyone there.

She took out her public phone, testing the number provided. "I'm here already. It's chilly outside and Mozarts 5th while enjoyable, is much more enjoyable with refreshments in warmth." She smiled at the ghouls waiting hand and foot for the guests, making sure to nod and smile at everyone coming to the soiree, engaging in small talk while she waited.

Alexander did not quite dare to show himself until he was well in the lobby. He took his time though, while obfuscated to openly admire - gawk rather if he was sincere with himself - Natalya in all her splendour before showing up. Who knew if he'd have a chance like that again through out the evening.

He had been on a corner all along, waiting patiently drinking from that woman's beauty. With a sigh, he walked out "You look ravishing... although it hardly bears saying I guess", he said addressing Natalya. He had decided to go for his more elegant self today, much like he had been when entertaining his filthy rich friends back in Belgium, much like his original self before he found out and coped with the fact that he was just an ass-hole undeserving of all that easy life.

There was nothing like an Italian suit, a Caraceni no less, adjusted by hand to his measures by one of the best tailors in the city it made him almost confident of his looks. The cloth was spectacular, something between blue and grey, falling without a wrinkle making it look as if he still had a body to show for, and not the skeletal carcass that he had been left with after the embrace. He also wore a vest of the same cloth, and a burgundy silk tie over a white shirt of the best cotton. His shoes, had this rare quality of being at the same time elegant, of great quality and... imagine that, comfortable with a supple rubber sole that was somehow made look as leather.

"I am sorry for the wait, it was but the time it took me to recover control over my speech and limbs after seeing you so" he added showing half smile on his face that was meant to be playful. "Shall we then ?" he said offering her his arm, far from confident that she would take it, but knowing it was the right thing to do.

"Thank you, Alexander. Flattery will get you everywhere" Natalya smirked, a genuine smile as she was pleased at the compliment. She moved forward after giving Alexander a once over, adjusting Alexanders tie to sit better. It didn't really need it, but she preferred it to be just so. Alexander wasn't shy with the compliments, another reason to like him. "You look splendid, Alexander." and he did. She could tell from the cut, and fabric who had made it, it should improve his standing at the party. "It is tailored to perfection. You are sure to impress tonight."

Natalya stepped in beside Alexander taking his arm as they moved to elevator. "This should be an interesting night. There's a lot that can be said about Dragon, but he certainly knows how to throw a party, and I'm afraid I must insist that you dance with me at least once tonight." Natalya nodded to herself, wondering if the others were running late too. She decided to give Alexander a hint. "The music is Mozart's fifth. Be sure to compliment the host on his choice."

"Thank you" said Alexandre as Natalya set his tie. Smiling with joy at her comments, he led Natalya towards the elevator "It actually takes flattery, money and... the looks" he said making a grand gesture with his off hand to his entire frame "and as you noticed I have doubled my charms ever since my embrace. No more worrying about keeping a diet, my whole figure a permanent charm" he added not in the least feeling sombre about the thing, but rather making fun of his own condition.  Alexander had a most pronounced french accent on his speaking, a sandy voice rich in the lower tones that seemed strange coming from such a frail appearance.

Once they entered the elevator, and as the doors closed leaving them away from prying ears, his conversation turned a bit more serious  "Thank you for the tip on the music, and as long as we are at it, you might want to compliment your Sire for his taste with regards to quality clothing, I hardly make justice to this fine present" .

He paused a bit, it was clearly a give and take business and it was good to be able to return the little favors. "As for the dancing I must say that it will be at your own risk, and I am giving you a fair warning, my dancing skills never were my forte. Talking about risks though, I'll be happy to offer you what help I can with regards to your security and Germaine, at that, I might be better than at dancing, if only a little bit. What has caused such feuds though ?".

OOC: sorry the suit was actually Armani... not so good :P but not bad by far either.

The Keeper of Elysium shook her head at Inferno as he continued to move about.  She hadn't said anything to Abigail and pointedly ignored Yuki as well.  She had noticed the arrival of Madhu, and then of Alexander and Natalya.  She seemed pleased by Madhu, and at least attentive to Natalya and Alexander.  When the trio made their own conversation, she took it upon herself to approach Inferno.

"Why are you wearing that in here?" She smiled politely and put a finger to her lips, indicating your only required response was silence.  "I know who you are and who your sire is.  I know she expects more of you tonight then atrocious attire and a blatant disregard for the Masquerade."  She paused and smiled again.  "If you don't want to be the laughing stock of the city when the prince arrives, you might consider fixing that."

Madhu listened to Alexander and Natalya for a minute and tried to not roll his eyes out of his head. "Just what the Camarilla needs," he thought, "another self-hating Nosferatu." He looked around the room and then back on them and thought about what Catrina had instructed him to do. A new Nosferatu and Natalya in the same spot...

That was as good a place as any to start. Standing up he grabbed his drink, which would excuse him from hugging anyone, popped another piece of cake in his mouth and headed over. He timed his steps so the cake was neatly chewed and swallowed before was within four feet of them.

He looked at Natalya as he walked. She looked exquisite, but she always did. There was something about her. Prince Juan had fantastic taste in women, that was for certain. Even his little rebel of a childe was adorable. Alexander carried himself well, probably an aristocrat he thought. Alexander the Great is what the name evoked. The man who, when faced with invading the island city of Tyre built a bridge that has permanently altered the coast of Lebanon. Somehow he couldn't imagine the Alexander in front of him leading an army to do anything.

Stepping close Madhu greeted Natalya first, "You look lovely Natalya. It's good to see you, I was wondering how many of us veterans would be here." He kissed her on the cheek in the Middle Eastern style. It was polite, but warm and familiar. He extended his hand to Alexander. "Madhu Ahkilesh. Alexander, yes?"
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Marissa arrived a little before 11pm, there were several people there already there. Several she knew already, but as always there were a few new faces that she only recognized from her quick briefing with Lars. The new prince had gone to great lengths to make a spectacular first impression. Drinks were available, food was made ready even though it was unlikely to be eaten much. She could see the Keeper on the other side of the room greeting those that had already arrived and no doubt getting the latest scoop. She had herself had to great lengths to make a proper first impression tonight as well. She wore a tailored small black cocktail dress. The lacy overlay and snug fit showed every curve she had and still left quite a bit to the imagination. Her 3 inch black heels raised her height to nearly 6ft tall and emphasized every curve of her long legs. Her hair was done up in a sweep at the crown with curls hanging down in the back. Even her clutch purse was properly accessorized. At first she wasn’t all that thrilled with the prospect of coming here tonight on her own, but seeing all the buzzing about the room was giving her a much needed lift.

She spotted Natalya chatting away and decided to pay her respects to the new Prince’s childe. “Natalya, looking as perfect as ever.  Dragon has spared no expense tonight.”
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Abigail watched patiently as the Keeper scolded The masked buffoon, there was little reason to interrupt that, and bring herself into the keepers crosshairs.

Much rather wait, let this little scene play out, then head over to greet the keeper, when she was done with the current subject of her ire.

And what better to do while waiting, than taste a brief sip of the blood she'd been offered, she wondered if a mage tasted any different than regular humans.

she did take note of all the other arrivals, giving a faint smile to each, but reserving her first words to the keeper, the hostess for this evening, out of respect.

OOC: Abigail, make a Perception + Empathy (diff 7) roll.

ooc:
23:59, Today: Abigail O'Carroll rolled 1 success using 4d10 with the World of Darkness 3rd ed system with a target of 6 with rolls of 1,4,7,7. Perception empathy.