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 Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2012 2:46 pm
(Are we going with an aversion to garlic for these vampires?)
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2012 3:48 pm
{Not necessarilly, but it can be a strong insult against any attending vampires in its own right. After all, to them it's a "primitive and racist notion". Ironically, they themselves are pretty ********' racist against humans. For the most part, at least.}
Sable rolled her eyes at Valen's sarcastic comment. She had come to expect as such from him, and at this point, it only annoyed her a little. Once they were all in the limo and driving away from the scene, she couldn't help but notice that Valen looked a bit grumpy. (Or was he just tired?) That left her with the urge to ask, "What's wrong, Valen? You look like you broke your favorite toy." Which she did, of course, in the sweetest voice she could muster up. It was somewhat mocking in nature, yet behind the initial snark a tiny hint of concern could be found.
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2012 4:22 pm
Not paying much heed as Sable spoke with Valen, Kael simply watched outside of the vehicle as they finally arrived to the party likely the last ones there. If they were tho all the better to make an appearance he thought with a smirk as he drug his nail across the glass in the limo its sharpness gouging out a line behind it. It only took a few minutes to get to the front entrance of the mansion as the limo driver parked and walked around opening the door on the origins side. "Well then shall we head inside and help cull the weak and the unworthy from the herd" he chuckled getting out slowly as he put his hand back to help Sable from the Limo.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 8:46 am
Valen turned to face Sable, caught off-guard by her inquiry though he relax at the ever-sweet tone of her voice. "Nothing important." A mere two words softly spoken in a soothing tone of his own, as though the Consort was speaking down to a child. With Kael's announcement and the driver opening the door he took the moment to excuse himself from the other side, rising onto his feet to survey the area around them. The sheer number of parked cars across the expanse of the billionaire estate almost sent him into conniptions however. "So many humans...There must be dozens if not well over a hundred..." he murmured to himself, waiting for Sable, Kael, and Lilit (wherever she may be; that girl knew how to hide herself quite well) to lead the way inside. He would always bring up the rear towards as was his protective duty, being the last one inside before he would separate from the others to wander around in a protective radius. That he did so to keep himself from drooling over Sable as well as to find human women to distract him was besides the point and just one of the few pleasures to be had for the older vampire.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 10:05 am
A loud noise was heard as Damien descended the stairs.
"Hello, distinguished guests! Thank you all for coming! Especially our esteemed guest, one Sable Melrose. Give her a big hand, ladies and gentlemen."
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 10:58 am
I don't like him. That was the solitary thought running in Paendragon's head upon his first glance of the benevolent host of the evening, Damien Wayan. The man seemed like able enough, for a human at least, but the Consort felt an immediate sense of danger. Perhaps it was how the man carried himself-no. It was almost like watching a master at work, the fluid grace of Damien descending among the guests that suggested he could just as easily attack as hug his Origin. Without revealing his concern Valen turned back to Sable with a small smirk at the resounding welcome of applause all around her, his gaze already reading her likeliness to preen before all the attention. "As if our radiant queen needs even more followers than she has already..." he whispered.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 11:28 am
Damien smirked. He walked down the stairs, and grabbed a glass of champagne from a tray being carried by a waitress.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 11:41 am
Before they reached Damien, Marie could see that he was currently occupied with something else. So that in mind, she pulled Evelyn back. "Let's wait till later. He has many more guests to greet of much higher status. And after all...we're here to make connections, not piss people off." Marie murmured in her friends ear. Evelyn answered with a soft giggle and a hint about also trying to find a rich husband among the eligible bachelors.
The two girls went over by the refreshment table to help themselves to a glass of champagne. They had hardly even raised the delicate crystal glasses to their lips once before some handsome gentleman noticed them and starting talking. Marie excused herself, and left the pair on their own to chat. As Marie weaved through the room, she tried her best to focus on networking while resisting the urge to pull out the small sketch book form her purse and draw a few of the things that were giving her ideas for upcoming paintings.
When Damien made his announcement that an honored guest had arrived, Marie clapped along with the rest of them, even though she didn't know who this Sable Melrose was. Though she was likely someone worth meeting. That in mind, Marie began to make her way closer to the entrance of the mansion, where the said honored guest and her entourage were arriving.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 1:34 pm
Definitely a man worth watching. Valen turned his head to casually follow Wayan's movements, his attention split between the host and his ward before he caught someone among the crowd moving towards their group. Shifting back to the pair of girls emerging from the throng of people around them, the Consort caught a glimpse of Marie and her friend working their way over to them. A human girl coming straight for us? I can't begin to see how this is going to work out well... With a mental sigh to himself he stepped back to allow the girl access to Sable, wondering why she was so eager to come forward on her own volition.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 1:40 pm
Looking around the inside of the home as he gave a small nod to the recognition of the people around him Kael's eyes were quickly drawn to several pictures that hung from the wall. Upon the wall several of his non sadistic art hung upon the walls of the home an apparent surprise to him as he did not remember having dealings before with this Wayan character. The vampire didn't know whether to be happy at the display of his art or some what aggravated at the thought of them being sold second hand to him for more then he had sold them for.
Turning to Valen for a moment Kael drew a smirk."Valen do take care of our princess I am feeling a bit parched and am going to wet my lips with a bit of champagne" he told his fellow consort before seeming to vanish into the crowd around them in but an instant. Easily able to move thru the crowd Kael finally found a waitress as he pulled one of the glasses off of the serving plate and let it's flavor grace his tongue. Seeing his pictures on the wall irked him a bit and the thought of the person who sold them to him saying they were the artist drew him to thoughts of a new underground art piece he could make from corpses of soon to be dead buyers.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 2:58 pm
Marie made her way over to the small group of newcomers, not noticing the uncertain gaze she was receiving form Velan. Just as she approached, one of their number was just leaving. Looking up at him for the briefest second while walking past, Marie couldn't help but get this feeling she had seen his face before. He seemed so familiar yet she couldn't seem to put a name to him.
Pushing the thought aside, Marie approached the small group, smiling sweetly. "Hello there. After Mr. Wayan's introduction to you as his esteemed guest, I realized I had not made your acquaintance. I am Marie Sangreal, a pleasure to meet you." As she waited for a reply, Marie couldn't help but notice something almost...ethereal about this Sable and those with her. All of them seemed unearthly beautiful, and yet stood with a strength masked in all but their eyes.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 3:09 pm
Nodding to Kael on his way to leave him with the primary task of keeping Sable in check (easily one of the more difficult of aspects of his current life among the Clan), Valen turned back to study the girl, Marie. He had to admit, she was actually quite appealing in her own right. Her auburn locks seemed to draw special notice from the incumbent guardian, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. She looks good. And she's fairly bold. I like her. Without introducing himself of course, for his Mistress was the object of her attention and not himself, the vampire raised his left hand to grab a glass of sparkling white wine offered from one of the passing servers, Lightly sipping at the drink he studied Ms. Sangreal over the rim of the glass, wondering idly if he should talk to her or not.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 3:25 pm
Damien walked towards Marie, reaching into his jacket pocket. He tensed up, as though about to perform some feat of great athletic skill. He removed his hand from his pocket. A flash of something white, and then:
"Ah-CHOO!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 4:14 pm
Sable was quite pleased to be recieving so much attention, so much admiration(so she thought) from the guests of the evening. Damien truly was so kind as to make her the honored guest of the evening! Were this anyone but Sable Melrose, they would wonder why exactly such a man would just pay her such attention out of the blue. Being herself, however, Sable simply expected it. After all, she was just that damn perfect*. One, a pretty young lady, was even so bold as to approach and introduce herself. Sable was most certainly pleased. "Likewise." After a couple moments of looking the bold girl over, Sable asked, "You have the look of an artist. Am I right to assume so?" This, of course, was based off of an entire lifetime of dealing with said artists. (Given, most of them were psychotic and/or homocidal. But they were artists nonetheless!) Boring, uncreative people were also easy to spot on sight. She tended to avoid or slaughter them. Before she could get an answer, Damien approached them and let out a sneeze. How odd.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 4:21 pm
Returning slowly Kael finished off another glass of champagne as he returned his thirst satiated atleast for the moment. Upon his returning both the host of the evening and another lovely lady had come around Sable. What a charming and drawing personality she must have been putting on to attract the such. "It would seem that you are getting quite the attention Sable" Kael said with a smile looking to Marie and giving her a small bow. "Where are my manners tho" he said standing back up as he smiled towards her. "Joesph Hardin" he told them looking over to Damien with the smile staying. "Damien your party is quite luxurious but I must know about several of the paintings about the manor. Do you have any idea of the artist of the the ones by the window over there? They all seem to bear a striking similarity in art style" he questioned wanting to know just what the man knew about Kael's art.
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