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Jeremy · 10-26-2009, 12:42 PM

Evan entered Galerie Sombre wearing a finely pressed suit of deep dark blue with a black banded collar shirt so he wouldn't have to wear a tie. It was obvious that it was custom tailored to him to perfection. As he entered he slipped his suit jacket off and folded it neatly before slinging it over his shoulder.

He had heard this was the place for the *Better* half of his kind to hang out. As he entered though, he betrayed no body language that he was impressed or disgusted with the place. He was feeling a little more casual this night and interested in a little relaxation.

He made his way past the reception desk and into the Galerie itself. He noted a coat rack, so he hung his coat on it. As soon as he was relieved of his coat, he slid his left hand behind his back as he walked from piece to piece, admiring the artwork. He couldn't help but wonder who he would run into here.

Miranda · 10-26-2009, 01:07 PM

Downstairs in the lounge, Miranda is relaxing and having a quiet conversation , people are scattered about the room, in small groups of two and three. She has already fed tonight, and many of the private chambers are filled. One of the galerie's staff comes to her and whispers that a guest has arrived upstairs. Curious, she rises gracefully from her couch to meet them.

As she is ascending the stairs, Miranda smooths down the sheer pink babydoll gown she chose to wear this evening. At her throat and wrist are pearls, their translucent color catching the rose hue of her dress.

She enters the galerie proper and sees the man, his back to her as he studies one of the large paintings. She notices with approval how his suit clings to his form. Miranda moves off to his side, just in his peripheral vision and waits patiently for him to finish.

David · 10-26-2009, 01:54 PM

Cicero slowly walked into the Galerie, dressed in the finest cut of black cloth and suit from the most prestigious Italian designers. His flesh was no longer pale, in fact now quite flush and the coldness of his eyes seemed to be dimmed so as not to be so penetrating and evidently predatory. His hair is still cut almost to be entirely shaved.

He notices Miranda and bows his head slightly to her, his eyes drift to Evan admiring the artwork before he looks back to Miranda, "A very fine establishment you have, Lady Montreve. The sort of place that our members have needed for quite some time, my compliments to you." His voice is still deep and writhing with a hidden power, but not quite as ominous as when in Court.

Jeremy · 10-26-2009, 01:55 PM

Evan smiles slightly as she approaches and enters his peripheral vision. He didn't know who to expect to show up at his side, but he was not in any way disappointed that it was the beautiful woman from the other night at the Museum. He takes a moment longer to finish admiring the painting he had been examining, before turning his attention to the true work of art at his side.

As he turns towards her, he lets his eyes take in her features, giving her a chance as well to admire the allure to his appearance. (FYI: Alluring x5) He offers her a warm smile and inclines his head respectfully as he speaks with his enchanting voice, "Good evening. It is pleasing to see you again. I only wish I had had the chance to catch your name the other night."

Miranda · 10-26-2009, 03:24 PM

As the man she's watching studies the painting, Miranda notices another figure enter the galerie; he too, is impeccably dressed. The newcomer has a certain feline, dangerous grace she thinks. She returns his small nod, and smiles as he compliments her gallery. The tenor of his voice causes her to lower her lashes and respond softly, "I am honored and pleased that you think so, monsieur. You are welcome this night and all nights".

When the other finishes his perusal and turns to her, Miranda is struck by the seductive aura the man exudes, certainly he would find no lack of willing partners downstairs. "Good evening to you as well! She extends a hand, palm down. "I am Miranda Montreve and it is my pleasure". She waits for him to properly introduce himself before continuing.

She smiles and beckons to both men and begins to move towards the stairs. "This upper area, while filled with many beautiful things, is but the veil that hides what truly draws us". Her smile turns ever so slightly feral, then slips back into the warm mask. "It would please me to escort you both downstairs where we can relax and speak".

Jeremy · 10-26-2009, 03:33 PM

Evan takes her hand as it is offered and bows and kisses the top of her hand as a gentleman should. He smiles as he straightens his posture again, then turns and nods to Cicero. As Miranda offers to escort him downstairs he smiles and says, "It would be an honor to have such a beautiful woman escort me there."

David · 10-26-2009, 03:37 PM

Cicero smirks and steps beside Miranda, offering his arm, "The delight of your company would be priceless."

Miranda · 10-26-2009, 05:08 PM

They walk down the stairs, the light slowly dimming the farther they go. Passing through a room filled with display cases and chairs they enter into a chamber dimly lit by candles and chandeliers. Couches and chairs are arranged around the large room offering comfort for groups large and small. The air is filled with a smoky scent, somewhere patchouli and rose incense is burning. The low murmur of voices is accompanied by a barely heard strain of music.

Miranda guides her guests to a set of leather chairs, arranged around a table where various candles burn. She motions for them to make themselves comfortable and sinks down into the soft material, drawing her legs underneath her and arranging her skirts.

A woman in modest black trousers and blouse comes by with a tray, offering drinks and an assortment of small packets. Miranda looks to her guests and gestures to the pipe on the table.

"Please do help yourselves to anything you like". ((ooc: New to the masquerade, sorry. Can we drink or use drugs?))

She leans back, and studies each man. "I would love to hear about anything you care to speak of gentleman. The city, yourselves, something banal, whatever you wish".

Jeremy · 10-26-2009, 09:23 PM

Evan sits down after she sits. His posture remains straight as he sits and crosses one leg over the top of the other. He glances at Cicero only briefly, offering Lady Montreve his fullest attention. When offered refreshments he says, "I appreciate your gracious hospitality, but I must decline. Those of my family have finicky appetites. I hope you understand." His eyes slide from her toes up, the natural predator in him coming out for just a brief moment.

David · 10-26-2009, 11:01 PM

Cicero does not sit, but stands - admiring the lay out of the downstairs area. He finds a nice bottle of wine and scrutinizes it carefully - estimating it's age his face shows some appreciation for the bottle, "I do believe I will partake. I have always believed, even now that it is appropriate to 'drink deeply' of what existence offers us..."

He opens the wine and allows it to stand a moment - his eyes watching Evan's hardly checked lust in action and he smirks. After the time passes he pours himself a tall glass of wine and those with very quick eyes can see him prick his thumb finger with the nail of his index finger and lightly and drop tiny bloodlets from his thumb into the wine.

He then looks over to Lady Montreve, "Tell me, Belle, would a glass of wine suit you?" He smiles widely, something about his person is dynamic and shifting - never stagnant. He seems to have his own gravitational force about him.

((Normally, no - drugs and drink and food are off limits to Kindred. However, you can doctor up drinks with Blood to make them palatable. Drugs are really really difficult to do, though the Assamites do manage to do it with Hash.))

10-26-2009, 12:42 PM	#1 (permalink)
Jeremy Online Subscriber PLUS! Join Date: Sep 2009 Location: Joplin, MO Posts: 1,805 Blog Entries: 46 Rep Power: 4	High Class (attn: Anyone) 10/26/2009 Evan entered Galerie Sombre wearing a finely pressed suit of deep dark blue with a black banded collar shirt so he wouldn't have to wear a tie. It was obvious that it was custom tailored to him to perfection. As he entered he slipped his suit jacket off and folded it neatly before slinging it over his shoulder. He had heard this was the place for the Better half of his kind to hang out. As he entered though, he betrayed no body language that he was impressed or disgusted with the place. He was feeling a little more casual this night and interested in a little relaxation. He made his way past the reception desk and into the Galerie itself. He noted a coat rack, so he hung his coat on it. As soon as he was relieved of his coat, he slid his left hand behind his back as he walked from piece to piece, admiring the artwork. He couldn't help but wonder who he would run into here.

10-26-2009, 01:07 PM	#2 (permalink)
Miranda Needy Git Join Date: Oct 2009 Location: WA State Posts: 738 Blog Entries: 23 Rep Power: 2	Downstairs in the lounge, Miranda is relaxing and having a quiet conversation , people are scattered about the room, in small groups of two and three. She has already fed tonight, and many of the private chambers are filled. One of the galerie's staff comes to her and whispers that a guest has arrived upstairs. Curious, she rises gracefully from her couch to meet them. As she is ascending the stairs, Miranda smooths down the sheer pink babydoll gown she chose to wear this evening. At her throat and wrist are pearls, their translucent color catching the rose hue of her dress. She enters the galerie proper and sees the man, his back to her as he studies one of the large paintings. She notices with approval how his suit clings to his form. Miranda moves off to his side, just in his peripheral vision and waits patiently for him to finish. __________________ ~Brigida Giovanni ~Miranda Montreve - Toreador Primogen - Acknowledged, Revered, Steadfast, Provisional, Venerated ~Elisaveta Patsayeva "Ella" - Silver Fangs Galliard Cub, Pure Breed x4

10-26-2009, 01:54 PM	#3 (permalink)
David Lasombra Antitribu Join Date: Sep 2009 Posts: 277 Blog Entries: 9 Rep Power: 1	Cicero slowly walked into the Galerie, dressed in the finest cut of black cloth and suit from the most prestigious Italian designers. His flesh was no longer pale, in fact now quite flush and the coldness of his eyes seemed to be dimmed so as not to be so penetrating and evidently predatory. His hair is still cut almost to be entirely shaved. He notices Miranda and bows his head slightly to her, his eyes drift to Evan admiring the artwork before he looks back to Miranda, "A very fine establishment you have, Lady Montreve. The sort of place that our members have needed for quite some time, my compliments to you." His voice is still deep and writhing with a hidden power, but not quite as ominous as when in Court. __________________

10-26-2009, 03:24 PM	#5 (permalink)
Miranda Needy Git Join Date: Oct 2009 Location: WA State Posts: 738 Blog Entries: 23 Rep Power: 2	As the man she's watching studies the painting, Miranda notices another figure enter the galerie; he too, is impeccably dressed. The newcomer has a certain feline, dangerous grace she thinks. She returns his small nod, and smiles as he compliments her gallery. The tenor of his voice causes her to lower her lashes and respond softly, "I am honored and pleased that you think so, monsieur. You are welcome this night and all nights". When the other finishes his perusal and turns to her, Miranda is struck by the seductive aura the man exudes, certainly he would find no lack of willing partners downstairs. "Good evening to you as well! She extends a hand, palm down. "I am Miranda Montreve and it is my pleasure". She waits for him to properly introduce himself before continuing. She smiles and beckons to both men and begins to move towards the stairs. "This upper area, while filled with many beautiful things, is but the veil that hides what truly draws us". Her smile turns ever so slightly feral, then slips back into the warm mask. "It would please me to escort you both downstairs where we can relax and speak". __________________ ~Brigida Giovanni ~Miranda Montreve - Toreador Primogen - Acknowledged, Revered, Steadfast, Provisional, Venerated ~Elisaveta Patsayeva "Ella" - Silver Fangs Galliard Cub, Pure Breed x4 Last edited by Miranda; 10-26-2009 at 03:33 PM.

10-26-2009, 03:37 PM	#7 (permalink)
David Lasombra Antitribu Join Date: Sep 2009 Posts: 277 Blog Entries: 9 Rep Power: 1	Cicero smirks and steps beside Miranda, offering his arm, "The delight of your company would be priceless." __________________ Last edited by David; 10-26-2009 at 03:39 PM.

10-26-2009, 01:55 PM	#4 (permalink)
Jeremy Online Subscriber PLUS! Join Date: Sep 2009 Location: Joplin, MO Posts: 1,805 Blog Entries: 46 Rep Power: 4	Evan smiles slightly as she approaches and enters his peripheral vision. He didn't know who to expect to show up at his side, but he was not in any way disappointed that it was the beautiful woman from the other night at the Museum. He takes a moment longer to finish admiring the painting he had been examining, before turning his attention to the true work of art at his side. As he turns towards her, he lets his eyes take in her features, giving her a chance as well to admire the allure to his appearance. (FYI: Alluring x5) He offers her a warm smile and inclines his head respectfully as he speaks with his enchanting voice, "Good evening. It is pleasing to see you again. I only wish I had had the chance to catch your name the other night."

10-26-2009, 03:33 PM	#6 (permalink)
Jeremy Online Subscriber PLUS! Join Date: Sep 2009 Location: Joplin, MO Posts: 1,805 Blog Entries: 46 Rep Power: 4	Evan takes her hand as it is offered and bows and kisses the top of her hand as a gentleman should. He smiles as he straightens his posture again, then turns and nods to Cicero. As Miranda offers to escort him downstairs he smiles and says, "It would be an honor to have such a beautiful woman escort me there."

10-26-2009, 05:08 PM	#8 (permalink)
Miranda Needy Git Join Date: Oct 2009 Location: WA State Posts: 738 Blog Entries: 23 Rep Power: 2	They walk down the stairs, the light slowly dimming the farther they go. Passing through a room filled with display cases and chairs they enter into a chamber dimly lit by candles and chandeliers. Couches and chairs are arranged around the large room offering comfort for groups large and small. The air is filled with a smoky scent, somewhere patchouli and rose incense is burning. The low murmur of voices is accompanied by a barely heard strain of music. Miranda guides her guests to a set of leather chairs, arranged around a table where various candles burn. She motions for them to make themselves comfortable and sinks down into the soft material, drawing her legs underneath her and arranging her skirts. A woman in modest black trousers and blouse comes by with a tray, offering drinks and an assortment of small packets. Miranda looks to her guests and gestures to the pipe on the table. "Please do help yourselves to anything you like". ((ooc: New to the masquerade, sorry. Can we drink or use drugs?)) She leans back, and studies each man. "I would love to hear about anything you care to speak of gentleman. The city, yourselves, something banal, whatever you wish". __________________ ~Brigida Giovanni ~Miranda Montreve - Toreador Primogen - Acknowledged, Revered, Steadfast, Provisional, Venerated ~Elisaveta Patsayeva "Ella" - Silver Fangs Galliard Cub, Pure Breed x4

10-26-2009, 09:23 PM	#9 (permalink)
Jeremy Online Subscriber PLUS! Join Date: Sep 2009 Location: Joplin, MO Posts: 1,805 Blog Entries: 46 Rep Power: 4	Evan sits down after she sits. His posture remains straight as he sits and crosses one leg over the top of the other. He glances at Cicero only briefly, offering Lady Montreve his fullest attention. When offered refreshments he says, "I appreciate your gracious hospitality, but I must decline. Those of my family have finicky appetites. I hope you understand." His eyes slide from her toes up, the natural predator in him coming out for just a brief moment.

10-26-2009, 11:01 PM	#10 (permalink)
David Lasombra Antitribu Join Date: Sep 2009 Posts: 277 Blog Entries: 9 Rep Power: 1	Cicero does not sit, but stands - admiring the lay out of the downstairs area. He finds a nice bottle of wine and scrutinizes it carefully - estimating it's age his face shows some appreciation for the bottle, "I do believe I will partake. I have always believed, even now that it is appropriate to 'drink deeply' of what existence offers us..." He opens the wine and allows it to stand a moment - his eyes watching Evan's hardly checked lust in action and he smirks. After the time passes he pours himself a tall glass of wine and those with very quick eyes can see him prick his thumb finger with the nail of his index finger and lightly and drop tiny bloodlets from his thumb into the wine. He then looks over to Lady Montreve, "Tell me, Belle, would a glass of wine suit you?" He smiles widely, something about his person is dynamic and shifting - never stagnant. He seems to have his own gravitational force about him. ((Normally, no - drugs and drink and food are off limits to Kindred. However, you can doctor up drinks with Blood to make them palatable. Drugs are really really difficult to do, though the Assamites do manage to do it with Hash.)) __________________ Last edited by David; 10-26-2009 at 11:04 PM.

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