| Gathering: Beach Night | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jan 6 2013, 02:06 PM (1,942 Views) | |
| KosST | Jan 6 2013, 02:06 PM Post #1 |
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(Starting next public scene – private scenes may of course continue) Invitations had been hand sent to each member of the coterie, rather than waiting for the word of mouth to spread to them. Invitations consisted of a small package, which had the following enclosed: -A hand-written message from Sophie indicating how delighted she would be to have each recipient arrive, as they would be guests of honor, and they should arrive approximately an hour or so after the gathering officially begins -A small business card bearing an image of logo for a company called "Celebration Enterprises," which you are instructed to present at the door -A clearly well made, clearly expensive, clearly tailored swimsuit. The next main gathering had been finally announced. Sophie Labeaux had been busy negotiating with the operators of the Mandalay Bay to arrange for an exclusive night-time concert at the Moorea Beach club. (http://www.mandalaybay.com/beach/moorea-beach-club/http://www.mandalaybay.com/beach/moorea-beach-club/ ) With a DJ spinning a mix and a maybe a dozen blood-dolls lounging around the beach and cooking smores, it's a decidedly different tone from the reserved previous gathering held at the art gallery. Some of the more formal Kindred would likely appear out of place. It would be absurd to think that everyone would be wearing swim-wear, right? Right? ![]() At the entrance to the beach area, there are two large men blocking access. A large sign indicates "PRIVATE PARTY" but some added muscle couldn't hurt. They stand in front of the most accessible entrance, though there are ways in and out for enterprising individuals and those who can turn invisible. As coterie members arrive, they ask to see an invitation. Upon being shown the business card, they bow and open the door to allow access. As you proceed through, you see that the guards then get on a radio and say "Notable guest near entrance." The party already appears to be in full swing. Though it is dark and mysterious out, pockets of light thrown by lamps and fire-pits show Kindred huddled in conversation. Some individuals are also clearly enjoying the pools as well. Topless blood-dolls wander the pool area carrying drinks, though mostly only the other Kine seem interested in partaking. It is clear that some Kindred are not accustomed to this environment, wearing fine clothes and sitting near the fires rather than embracing the pool party atmosphere. ![]() Before the coterie gets too far, the Mistress of Elysium herself makes an appearance near the entrance. She wears a cover-up, though clearly has occasionally been in the pool given her dripping hair. She greets incoming Kindred. "So good to see you! So glad you came! Please, feel free to mingle for a while. Also, enjoy and please partake of any of the refreshments you see before you - the night is yours, after all. At some point, I know a few of the Primogen wanted to talk to the group as a whole, and I've tried to... encourage people to ask about your experiences. So.. some Kindred may come up and gossip. Anyway, have a great time! Next part of the event is in ninety or so, so relax before then!" Sophie then leaves the coterie to mingle. |
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| Kara | Feb 18 2013, 07:31 PM Post #181 |
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Ariadne doesn't respond nearly as quickly once she notices all the eyes moving to her. Her gaze drops, hitting the surface of the water before she's able to drag it back up to Harper. "Let... Let him go." Her voice is noticeably quieter now. |
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| Daniel | Feb 18 2013, 09:03 PM Post #182 |
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Dana is heading over to the table, at Harper's behest, to gather the members of the coterie, or at least Sal, whom she sees studying a nondescript folder. But before she can reach her destination, the claws and bites of the disgraced Dragon stop her in her tracks. Whipping around, she sees Harper under attack, but by the time she reaches the edge of the pool, he's already gained control of the situation. She's almost dumbfounded as Ariadne rushes past her and interjects at the Primogen. Dana shouts at Harper from the edge of the pool, "If you're gonna do it, do it outside! You're gonna get the water messy before I even get in!" |
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| KosST | Feb 18 2013, 10:01 PM Post #183 |
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Harper looks to Ariadne as she quietly makes her plea. He seems ready to respond when Dana makes her wry comment. Harper turns his head to address Dana, looking a bit sheepish. He removes one hand from Nash's weakly thrashing body, and while maintaining his grip, he dismissively waves at Dana's faux-concern. "Eh, don't worry. Plenty of pool to go around. But yeah, guess I better do this somewhere else." He then starts moving with Nash's form towards the edge of the pool, stopping where Ariadne stands. "What gives? Ain't gonna let a bug-fucked frenzying Kindred loose. Someone had to take him down, right?" Edited by KosST, Feb 18 2013, 10:02 PM.
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| Kara | Feb 18 2013, 10:59 PM Post #184 |
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Ariadne's shoulders close in on themselves but her eyes stay on Harper, flicking toward Nash as she speaks. "Handle him, sure. Not almost snap him in two. Not..." She pauses, head tilting slightly. "Going to kill him?" The statement turns into a question only at the very end. |
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| KosST | Feb 19 2013, 12:48 AM Post #185 |
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Harper shrugs. "Maybe. I mean, he tried to kill me, right?" He looks around the gathering, taking in faces of those who are his allies, and where the rest of the city currently seems to be. It starts raining, and for a brief moment the drops splattering on concrete is the only sound that can be heard save for the contained thrashing of Nash. Zoe speaks up, calling from the edge of the pool. "Harper, now is really not the time. You're ruining the party..." Harper casts a scowl back at the Harpy. "I'm ruining the party? Me? Motherfucker loses his shit on me, and you're trying to pin this on me? Hell, half the party is mine in the first place. Including your share of the refreshments. So maybe take it down a notch and give me a fucking break here, Zoe." Ashcroft, who is standing side by side with Zoe, tries her words. "Primogen Harper, while it is indeed Primogen Nash's fault for losing control, there is no need to make this into something... dire." Harper laughs incredulously. "Dire.... riiiiiiight. Look, if I wanted to break Nash in half, I would. And you know there ain't shit you could do about it. Not my fault he tried to take his shot tonight." Harper starts to make his way towards the edge of the pool, stopping within reach of Ariadne. "You gonna stop me, little shadow, or are you going to get out of my way? |
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| Kara | Feb 19 2013, 10:25 AM Post #186 |
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Ariadne nods once toward Nash, but otherwise she doesn't budge. Her words are soft, carrying toward onlookers poorly, if at all. "Lost it tonight, yeah. Has lost a lot of things. Maybe everything. Near enough. No reason to kill him." Finally, she returns to muttering. Kos
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| Holy | Feb 19 2013, 11:52 AM Post #187 |
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For his part, Salvador remained seated at the table of honor. Not the mad dash of Nolan, not the struggle in the pool, nor the pleas of Dana and Ariadne drew him from the location. He'd given Nash a choice, he went a different direction. He'd given Ariadne a choice, and she spurned it as well. Now the choice was Harper's; if Cassandra's augur were to be believed, and Salvador's interpretation of it correct - Harper was answering the question of whether or not he wanted to be Prince. Killjoy watched, and did nothing. |
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| KosST | Feb 19 2013, 01:15 PM Post #188 |
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For Kos Harper seems pleased by the stoic positioning of Ariadne. He's enjoying the game. But unlike her, he doesn't whisper in response. Instead, he responds by re-breaking the arm of Nash's that the desperate Kindred had healed. A dull crunch is heard from underwater and further snarls, bubbles erupting in the small space between Ariadne and Harper. "I haven't begun to humiliate him, girl. But some things need to be answered for." The rain begins to pour in a wild deluge, soaking the carefully planned party and DJ equipment. Those who hoped to avoid getting soaked in the pool find their suits and dresses just as wet by the weather itself. It becomes harder to hear as a thunderstorm brews. A strong, firm voice comes out from behind Ariadne. It carries the silken accent of the Sheriff. Ariadne finds that by her side stands Arregi and at the lip of the pool Antoine.The three bar the way of Harper out of the pool. It is Arregi who speaks now. "Harper, he has lost his cool. And you've restrained him. Let us take him now. Even here there can be prying eyes, and his death serves nothing. We will contain him until he comes to his senses, and we can formulate punishment." Antoine calls out over the gathering rain. "You gain more by sparing him, Harper. Much more." Harper sneers in response. "I've wanted this for a long time, Antoine." Antoine nods. "Look around you, Harper. Look what you can gain." He leaves the rest unsaid, and for his part, Harper does eye the crowd of Kindred, and sees that an entire city is waiting to see how he behaves. His reverie is only broken by the insistence again of Arregi. "Harper, give us Nash." The decision flicks across Harper's face. "Fine." He shoves the broken form of Nash towards Arregi and Ariadne. Arregi grabs Nash as he tries to lash out again at Harper, and forcefully pulls him from the pool. Arregi is not in control as easily as Harper was, but once out of the pool, Antoine rushes to his side and helps restrain Nash. For his part, Antoine is curiously perfectly dry compared to every other figure in the city. The two haul Nash away into a cabana. Some of Nash's associates follow, sealing the cabana quickly, hoping the distance from Harper and friendly voices will calm down Nash. Harper shoulders his way out of the pool, and immediately steps towards the table of honor. He does a quick leap, and is towering above the rest of the city. Every eye of every Kindred not in the cabana is pulled to the Bastard, locked onto his perfect, glistening form. "Let this serve as a lesson. Do not. Fuck. With me. My enemy loses his cool, tries to kill me? I let him live. This time. Despite appearances, I am capable of mercy. But it is a gift I bestow when I desire." He looks to Zoe. Harpy Goodman, normally cool and collected and in control, is shaking her head back and forth. Her previously perfectly maintained hair is a sloppy mess, and for the first time she looks actually nervous. Harper gives her a firm nod. "As of now, this city is mine. Is there anybody fucking stupid enough to contest this?" A long silence persists. Eyes flick between Zoe and Ashcroft. Finally, Ashcroft speaks. "Primogen Harper, you cannot be serious. You expect us to support you simply because otherwise you'll slaughter us? You're a bully, and the First Estate does not bow to bullies. As Advisor of the Unconquered, I stand against you. As do my people." Ashcroft moves to close the distance between the table. Harper merely laughs and casts a disdainful glance down at his rival. "Look at you. Still think you have it, huh? Well, let's see. Which of your people actually support you? Eh?" He looks out over the crowd until his eyes land upon Asher Banks. "Banks? What say you?" Asher Banks sidles up towards the table. And the look on his face is enough to drain the poise that remained in Diana Ashcroft. Banks turns, cheating out so he speaks to both Ashcroft and the crowd, as well as Harper. "My dear Lady Ashcroft, for your conspiracies, for your delusions, for your weakness in the face of will, and for your actions against the members of the First Estate even unto this very night.... You stand relieved." Ashcroft stands, struck and bewildered. The moment sinks in. She would speak up, but instead casts her head down. She is escorted away by her ally, the Primogen of the Staircase, who pulls her aside for a moment. Banks takes the moment. "The Primogen of the First Estate supports you, Prince Harper." Harper then eyes Zoe. The previously glib woman offers a simple nod. Harper speaks. "Good. It's settled then. No more bullshit. No more politics fucking up things. We're moving forward tonight. Primogen. Come." Harper leaps off the table. And he is dutifully followed by Banks, Zoe, Labeaux, and the Primogen of the Staircase, as well as his Lieutenants. Whiskey, for his part, follows as well, and cocks his head towards Dana. |
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| Holy | Feb 19 2013, 01:55 PM Post #189 |
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Salvador does the best he can to encourage Whiskey and Dana to follow Harper without blurting it across the scene. He collects his wet papers, and a few other of the objects knocked over upon the Prince's leap onto the table. Nearing the pool, he pauses to help Ariadne out, lending her a hand. "That can't have been easy." Once she's on dryer land he encourages her to follow the disgraced Dragon. "Mister Nash may blame me for this setback, but your voice might help him come to terms with the new situation. Would you mind seeing to him? If anything can be done?" He asks Sebastian to accompany him to one of the empty cabanas. "There's something I'd like your help with." To accentuate the request, he shows the Circle member the small black cellphone from earlier, before leading the way to some privacy. Edited by Holy, Feb 19 2013, 01:56 PM.
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| Kara | Feb 19 2013, 02:21 PM Post #190 |
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Throughout the whole exchange, Ariadne keeps her gaze on Harper. There a sudden widening and narrowing of her eyes when Banks steps in, and her focus on Harper becomes more of a glower. Still, she says nothing, and certainly doesn't look toward Ashcroft, or Zoe. At the approach of her coterie mate, Ariadne spends a moment in the pool staring at Killjoy's outstretched hand. Finally, she shakes her head, reaching to accept it. Once she's out of the water and fully in the rain, she retracts her hand and shakes her head again. "Nash was stupid. Told him what to do, didn't do it. Same result anyway. Won't say that to his face, though." She frowns and momentarily looks in the direction Harper went. "Lots of things falling apart still. Nash, Invictus... "Figure not so much reason to be scared of you." She pauses, lifting the hand she'd taken Killjoy's with. "Will talk to Nash, see what I can do. Maybe not much, maybe he won't try to get himself killed again." That said, she turns and starts moving toward the cabana that currently contained Nash. Edited by Kara, Feb 19 2013, 02:28 PM.
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| Holy | Feb 19 2013, 02:47 PM Post #191 |
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"Be careful with Banks. I don't know what conspiracies he's accusing Lady Ashcroft of, but if they aren't real, that makes them easier to attach to others as he sees fit. Banks needs legitimacy, Ashcroft needs confidants. An individual might not be able to swing both." As Ariadne walks away, Killjoy heads to a different private area, hopefully with Sebastian.
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| KosST | Feb 19 2013, 06:07 PM Post #192 |
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Ariadne/Cabana
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| Daniel | Feb 19 2013, 08:07 PM Post #193 |
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"Well, shit..." Dana mutters under her breath as Harper commands the entirety of the party. She is shocked as the infighting of the Invictus reveals itself, but grasps the implications just as the other guests do. Seeing Whiskey follow the new Prince, she joins him and speaks softly enough not to disturb the Bastard's triumphant march. "Harper said, 'Primogen, follow me.' You do some deal-making without telling me, or we just trying to get in the ground floor?" |
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| Kara | Feb 19 2013, 09:39 PM Post #194 |
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Kos/Cabana
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| KosST | Feb 19 2013, 09:53 PM Post #195 |
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_____________ Dana
Whiskey offers shit-eating grin. "Why the hell not? Figure we can get something out of a show of support, and he said he wanted to party, right? Let's show him we're down for all that, show him we're in support, but still not to be fucked with, ya know? Figure we might as well give it a shot. You should come to, show him we're all in." _____________ Ariadne _____________ |
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| Daniel | Feb 20 2013, 01:30 AM Post #196 |
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Dana shrugs and smiles. "If he decides to party before setting up his Cabinet, he'll be the best damn Prince a city ever had." She follows the crowd to wherever Harper sets up shop. |
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| KosST | Feb 20 2013, 06:34 PM Post #197 |
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For Dana
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| tpenrod | Feb 20 2013, 08:41 PM Post #198 |
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Sebastian remains silent through the events, taken aback by Ariadne's sudden burst of courage. He reluctantly allows her to take the lead. It's clear he would prefer to be in the lime light, but values his life. When all is said and done, he breathes a sigh of relief, only to realize this is only the beginning. Sebastian nods in response to Killjoy's question, and follows follows him into the Cabana. He seems somewhat on guard as he does so , given what just occurred. "After you." Once inside the Cabana.
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| Holy | Feb 20 2013, 08:46 PM Post #199 |
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Boy's Cabana, No girls allowed.
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| tpenrod | Feb 21 2013, 06:09 PM Post #200 |
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Cabana.
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| Holy | Feb 21 2013, 07:26 PM Post #201 |
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Cabana
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| tpenrod | Feb 22 2013, 06:13 PM Post #202 |
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The Cabana continues
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| Holy | Feb 22 2013, 06:34 PM Post #203 |
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Cabanarama.
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| KosST | Feb 22 2013, 07:53 PM Post #204 |
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Boy's Club
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| tpenrod | Feb 23 2013, 04:31 PM Post #205 |
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boys noize
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| KosST | Feb 23 2013, 04:51 PM Post #206 |
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No Girls Allowed
Edited by KosST, Feb 23 2013, 04:52 PM.
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| tpenrod | Feb 24 2013, 07:08 PM Post #207 |
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No Girls Allowed Still
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| Holy | Feb 24 2013, 09:09 PM Post #208 |
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Sausages.
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| KosST | Feb 25 2013, 02:49 PM Post #209 |
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Guys
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| tpenrod | Feb 25 2013, 07:35 PM Post #210 |
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Gents
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