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| Welcome To The Night You find yourself in London on a dreary, foggy night like any other. But what lurks in the shadows is the stuff of fantasies and nightmares, far from mortal reality. This game uses the cursed and immortal vampiric condition as a backdrop to explore themes of morality, depravity, the human condition, salvation, and personal horror. We are a writing and roleplaying community dedicated to telling complex and engaging stories. Your fate is your own. Mingle among the ivory-tower elite in the Camarilla, join the fight of the discontented and chaotic Anarch rabble, or set out independently and attempt to survive in London's nighttime underworld. Anything is possible in our World of Darkness. Create Your Account! If you're already a member, please log in to your account to access all of our features: |
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| Topic Started: Saturday, 22. March 2014, 14:02 (1,208 Views) | |
| Lynx | Saturday, 22. March 2014, 14:02 Post #1 |
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1st Floor The first floor was a dark stained hardwood with heavy tables, bolted to the floor with heavy iron brackets. Didn't want to make it easy for people to start brawls. The chairs were all heavy, dark wood and leather. The wood was all heavy and hard to break into anything easily used as a stake. The bar was heavy with several heavy barrels along the back, giving it a bit of the old Irish Pub vibe to it, only more settled for quiet conversation. A cold fireplace was built into the back wall. There was easily room for a dozen people to sit around the various tables without crowding. 2nd Floor The second floor was simply heavy lounge chairs and thick carpeting. The walls were lined with bookshelves and various leather bound books. Jason had suggested books of various old philosophers, poets, artists, etc. Leather bound editions of both fiction and non. Books that FELT old even if they weren't. Ones that would give anyone lingering in the quiet plenty to read, relax and enjoy quiet conversation. The heavy break chimney traveled up the wall to provide warmth but didn't have it's own fireplace. This floor could also hold over a dozen people quietly conversing. Jason's Office The last floor was a quiet office, reserved to Jason to use. It also held a heavy room of reinforced iron that could serve as either a panic room or a prison, depending on the intent of the owner. But one had to come up several flights of stairs to reach the third floor. Each floor did have a bathroom to accommodate ghouls who might be serving the vampires or visiting with them. Panic Room Rules of Behavior 1. No Disciplines within the Club. 2. No feeding on the Staff or Ghoul Guests. 3. No fighting within the Club. 4. Management reserves the right to serve or deny service to any Kindred found to not be following the rules. Lynx sat behind the bar. Not that there was a great deal there. Jason and the Torchwoods had spent some money getting a pretty solid supply of blood and transferred the human blood from bags to sealed pint bottles, fashionably made from heavy red glass and carved to resemble old style wine carafes. This was Lynx's first shift as bartender. He didn't even know if anyone was going to show up. But if they did, he'd be ready to serve them and let them get on with their business. His arm ached a bit, it was the first night he was without his cast as well. The 5'7 former blond had bright green eyes and a long jagged scar running down the left side of his face, nearly a thumb thick and traveling from his temple down to his jaw with a few small side branches. His hair was currently a dark purple with lighter lavender streaks, at odds with the light blond scruff along his jaws. He had a dark black button down shirt and a pair of simple jeans. A pair of red converse all-stars were laced about his feet. The close observer might notice his left arm was paler than his right, and he used it gingerly. But he was happy to be able to use it again. Edited by Lynx, Thursday, 27. March 2014, 17:59.
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| Leslie | Monday, 24. March 2014, 10:06 Post #2 |
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Flemish... furry... flirty... feline! (YODO) Perfection Purrs!
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The message had reached the Gangrel. She wasn't sure whether she would go or not but a peaceful place for Anarchs sounded great. As always curiosity took over and Emily was busy this night with a Camarilla thing, whatever that might be because they didn't share specific information about their sect. Masquerade free zone sounded awesome! That meant she would be able to wear something more revealing and didn't need to hide away her purr or her fur. Besides she had met Jason already and knew he was a respectful man so she was sure the rules would be equal for anyone that entered the club. Leslie had picked up some clothes at her garage box haven and took them to her love nest. Emily was gone already. The woman was an early riser while Leslie sometimes loved snoozing just a bit longer especially when she could stretch across the entire bed and spy on her lover while the Malkavian started her usual OCD induced routines. The young one kept the place as tidy as she could so she didn't disturb Emily too much. While taking a shower her clothes were drying after she had put them in the washing machine earlier that evening. Leslie was always happy like a frisky teenager when she could dress up for a night out. And so the young vampire arrived and felt out of place immediately in her crimson red corset, black lace skirt and dark red high heels. The corset revealed parts of her furry belly and back. In the end Leslie didn’t really care for what others would say or think. They were all Anarchs and none of them needed to play pretend in this place. Behind the bar she noticed a familiar face. So Emily was right about the human who had played songs for them the other night. He was a ghoul. She sat at the bar and nodded at him with a smile. ”What happened to you? You look like shit. Trouble keeping up with our kind sweetheart?” she giggled while she pointed at his scar and hair. |
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| Lynx | Monday, 24. March 2014, 12:52 Post #3 |
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"Alas, me troubles were all o' mortal origin ma'am. I was jumped by some back alley thugs who didn't approve o'me musical talents. Fortunately I was a bit more resilient than they expected so I managed te survive." He reached up and rubbed a hand up and down the thick red scar on the left side of his face, tracing it absently as he smiled at Leslie. So THAT is why she had seemed odd to him. He hadn't had any idea the lovely woman dancing when he'd played the piano had been a vampire. He wondered how many others he might have met and had no clue about? Either way she was cute, and the belly fur was adorable. Anyone with a cat fetish would flip over this girl. "We do have blood available iffen yer hungry. The second floor contains a reading library and place for quite conversation. While the books er all leather bound ye'll be pleased te know they cover a wide variety of topics and subjects. There are also pool tables jest over yonder and they don't require coins or any such nonsense. Master Dahlgren merely wished te provide a safe, serene environment fer discussion of important details and relaxation. The entire building is a masquerade free zone, as it has been explained te me. Anyone with purple hair is on the staff, well, at least until some other folk come in with dyed hair." He chuckled at that, because he truly couldn't picture a vampire with purple hair. He imagined it could happen; it just seemed like the odds of that particular color being the hair dye of choice for a vampire who also came to visit here seemed unlikely. |
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| Leslie | Wednesday, 26. March 2014, 21:34 Post #4 |
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”Ma’am? Please call me Leslie. Hah! You look older than me... well sort of anyway.” She winked and laughed shortly. Humans were really bad to their own kind at times. They made wars, hurt each other, go around running gangs and drugs while most of them never realised there was a more serious war going on. Right under their noses a whole other world lived in the shadows. It was why the Masquerade was so important because some wouldn't be able to handle it all. Leslie had experienced it first hand when vampire haters burned down her house. Hunters were smart and lived in between the worlds almost like ghouls. His green eyes slipped towards her belly. Her fur always intrigued humans. She remembered when she showed Claire her fur. The human was a scientist and the revealing truth about vampires hadn't caused fear but questions. So many questions! She wondered what ever happened to the French girl. It was a pleasure to have her around. "Interesting view?" she giggled. "And on my back too." she stood up and turned around showing him the fur that peeked from under the corset. After sitting down again she stared around her and nodded. "Thank you. Isn't Jason coming? Or any others?" Then Leslie looked at him intensely wondering how he would react next. "And I don't really trust bottled blood. I'm more a fan of the pure stuff directly tapped from the source while it's still warm and my lips taste the salty skin of the human." Her chocolate brown gaze was directed at him. They had something stern lying in them while a very soft purring sound escaped her. Like a cat watching the mouse run around without it knowing it's being watched. |
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| Lynx | Wednesday, 26. March 2014, 21:45 Post #5 |
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"Truth is yer our first customer. The first to take advantage of this new safe place that Jason has set up." He grinned at her, raising a blond eyebrow. He had a devilish smile that at least showed he enjoyed what he was looking at and he wasn't bashful about showing it. "Aye it is interesting. Ye remind me o'some of me favorite anime characters. Tha cat girls were always the ones te watch out fer. I am sure Jason shall be in later this evening. He's currently upstairs attending te business. As he can imagine there's a great deal o'paperwork te deal with given we jest opened today." He was upfront his green eyes sparkling as he nodded, listening to her preferences. Unfortunately he couldn't give her what she wanted. They didn't have the people to deal with and Jason was death on anyone's fangs getting anywhere near his property. Though at least in Jason's mind the word was "family" not property. "Unfortunately Leslie we dunna have a herd established for the place to provide vein tapped feeding at the moment. It might become available in the future but at the moment we're more a place of refuge and solitude fer vampires that feel the need to socialize and want te be able te do it away from prying human eyes." His grin said he didn't mind the thought of her using him as a food supply. Granted it DID feel pretty good and she'd struck him as something of a flirt so he at least had the feeling she'd make a feeding fun for them both. He didn't realize the depths of her affection with Emily. Though it DID remove any doubt he'd had that Emily was a vampire. Her parting comment had convinced him. Leslie showing up just proved it to him. |
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| Yukiko Miyazaki | Thursday, 27. March 2014, 12:57 Post #6 |
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Speaking of 'catgirls'...an energetic one bounces down the stairs with purple hair the same colour as Lynx's, a pair of fluffy purple cat ears on a headband. a pair of simple square glasses, an impressive collection of freckles, a slim choker with a kitty bell at her throat, Japanese (or British, they -are- quite similar) school uniform with a fake purple tail sticking out the back of the skirt and a very bright, sunny smile on her face. She, undeniably a she, bounds towards Lynx and with a skip and a hop launches herself at the poor male Ghoul to cling to his back and nom on his hair, making playful rawring noises. ..untill she notices Leslie and the girl freezes with a soft 'meep' noise. Big brown eyes go over the woman on the other side of the bar until they reach the tuft of fur and the girl's head tilts to the lift and a big, broad smile threatens to split her face in half. For some reason she produces a low, soft murring noise in her throat. |
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| Jason B. Dahlgren | Thursday, 27. March 2014, 19:45 Post #7 |
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För Kung och Fosterland
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Jason, while he hadn't made his presence known, was actually there though safely tucked away in his office where he was working. Of course, he was only a couple of floors or a phone call away should anything happen. It was after all his place and his ghouls and his family that was running the place. Though unless called for he would, as if yet, focus on his work and leave the pleasantries to the young ones. Who, dear God, he prayed wasn't going to turn the place upside down for the sheer fun of it. Kids... |
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| Leslie | Friday, 28. March 2014, 10:47 Post #8 |
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”First customer?! Sweet! Don’t I get anything special?” she pouted sweetly at him. It was always fun to play around with these ghouls. Leslie was a very playful creature and couldn’t help but to flirt whenever she had the chance but she was also very true to her heart and there was only one person residing there: Emily. The response she got from him only added to her flirty behaviour. Her obvious purring was now loud enough to make her entire body vibrate if she wanted to. ”Anime?” The Gangrel laughed and giggled. She wasn’t offended in the slightest on the contrary she thought it was a change from what Kindred saw. The ghoul found it interesting while Kindred knew it was a mere sign of when a Gangrel had been on its weakest point and had slipped into a state of Frenzy. ”Don’t worry I don’t bite that hard.” She chuckled and winked at him while she licked her lips. ”So there’s no need to watch out for me especially not when I don’t have my claws out.” Indeed his grin told the opposite of his words. That was a good thing to know for when she was in a bit of trouble and needed some extra blood to get around to but then again he was Jason’s ghoul and you didn’t touch the ghoul of another vampire if you had any respect for how the society worked. ”No worries. I have my own personal herd so to say. I’m very precise in what and who I feed from. Even in unlife we have our quirks.” Even for Leslie the sight of the female, probably another ghoul, made her frown in surprise. Leslie gave the same glancing look at the female as she got from the human. In all honesty she was a bit jealous on her outfit if she had known than Leslie would have dressed up differently. ”Hello there miss. I’m Leslie and you are...?” CUTE! That girl was cute! The purring had lessened when talking to Lynx but now it was back emitting from deep within her. |
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| Lynx | Friday, 28. March 2014, 12:35 Post #9 |
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"Aye, THIS would be Yukiko. She's also under Jason's protection and one o'the staff, as the purple hair can tell ye. Yukiko, this be Leslie, a charming vampire of Jason's clan. She's our first guest, so let us make her comfortable, shall we?" Lynx chuckled and carefully reached back to use his hands, gather them under Yuki's armpits and lift her up and around until she was standing next to him before settling her on her feet, assuming she allowed him too. It was an advantage of ghoul strength, increased lifting capacity. His green eyes sparkled as he turned back to Leslie with an impish grin. "While I am glad to hear you have your own feeding arrangements we do warm the blood to body temperature to make it more palatable. If you need anything feel free to ask. On this floor we have several pool tables, a small TV lounge and several tables for conversation. Upstairs we have several soft lounges with comfortable chairs and a rather extensive reading library with everything from fiction to non-fiction in as much variety as we imaged." |
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| Yukiko Miyazaki | Friday, 28. March 2014, 13:34 Post #10 |
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The purple-haired little 'Neko' emits a soft squeek when pried off her perch though she doesn't resist or try to squirm free. ..until she's safely on her two feet on the ground and Lynx's retreating hand gets a playful nip. Not particularly hard, the girl has the muscletone of a pencil and she certainly isn't trying to actually -hurt- her friend. Just impress on him that wild animals are best treated with some wariness and care. She demurely folds her hands infront of her and bows at the waist to the vampire to show her respect, replying in a polite, respectful tone that sounds tutored, she doesn't seem to be a native speaker. "My name is Miyazaki Yukiko, honoured guest, please make yourself comfortable and if there is anything we may do to heighten your enjoyment, please let us know. Besides the services my colleague mentioned we also offer drawn portraits and would be happy to engage you in conversation or gaming should you be inclined to associate with our kind." When she straightens up the mischievous smile hasn't moved and her head tilts slightly to the left again, the merrily twinkling brown eyes wandering over the dangerous curves of the Gangrel and lingering on the patch of striped fur. She's not supposed to touch the visitors or let them touch her but that doesn't extend to whatever depravity is going on in her head... |
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| Leslie | Saturday, 29. March 2014, 20:07 Post #11 |
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Oh boy! If he wasn't a ghoul and if Emily wasn't her lover than Leslie would have pounced the human already. This green eyed piece of adorable Irishness was making her fangs itch with hunger. They yearned to dig in his warm skin but she knew she couldn't and so she just smiled. Her eyes and her mind however were very active. Her grin widened and she couldn't help but to make her body a bit warmer. Not human temperature but just a touch of warmth. Yukiko? What a lovely intriguing name of this cute little human. Closely she observed the interactions like a tigress waiting to pounce on her prey. Warmed blood wasn't bad but she wasn't a fan of it but it would be rude to say it and throw the good intentions back in Jason's face. He had created a sanctuary and some elder vampires liked it but Leslie hadn't adapted to it yet. Maybe it was her young age that kept her so hooked on humans. She was as fascinated by them as they were by her even though it wasn't that long ago she was human. That teenage spark would live in her forever or so she hoped. That childish frisky teenage behaviour was what kept her so close to humanity. The eternal youth was a dream she had been able to make reality. Hell it was better than botox! She smirked at that thought while her chocolate gaze took in the form of Yukiko. Almost was it visible how much the female human wanted to ask or do much more than what she actually did. "I understand the need for formalities miss but it only makes me feel so different. There is no need to be so formal with me. Do keep in mind I grant you this privilege and there aren't many like me." The last part sounded a bit harsher than she meant to but they needed to know that it wasn't accustomed for most vampires to handle Kine and ghouls in friendly manner as if there was no difference between them. With that said Leslie got up and walked over to the pool table with a sensual sway in her hips. She arranged the balls on the pool table, took a cue and bend over ready to strike. Before she did so she looked at the two humans with a teasing smile because she knew more of her back fur would be showing now. "So who is up for a game or do you want to pet me first?" She chuckled and raised an eyebrow quizzically at them. "My entire back and a part of my belly till under my breasts is completely covered in tiger fur... In case you were wondering. By the way do one of you know how I have them and others don't?" Were they aware what really slumbered behind the mask of this giggling girl? |
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| Lynx | Saturday, 29. March 2014, 20:16 Post #12 |
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"Aye, Jason has made it clear that those of his bloodline develop animalistic traits after they have been forced to enter a primal state of rage by circumstances. As fer petting ye, I wouldn't dream of indulging, but me bet would be on Yuki obliging ye. She's ever the curious one." Which wasn't to say Lynx didn't want to pet the Kitty, because he did. He was just working on maintaining a certain level of decorum for the place. Jason wanted it to be a private and comfortable sanctuary for vampires to not feel compelled to hide who they are. But he'd also made it clear that some vampires would treat them little better than robotic servants. Her own harsh words reminded him of the fact, though from her teasing nature he had a feeling she meant it to protect them. He walked over to the pool table and picked up a cue, tilting his head slightly to regard her, his emerald eyes sparkling with a friendly gleam. "Would ye care for companions in yer game? Iffen ye want te play alone that is perfectly acceptable but as we have no other guests about we can play both or jest one of us te add te yer gaming experience." Lynx leaned the pool cue against one of the other tables and picked up some of the balls from THAT table, not wanting to disturb her game and started to juggle. The youth was surprisingly good at keeping the three balls up and moving though he chuckled as he regarded Yuki and Leslie with amusement. |
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| Yukiko Miyazaki | Saturday, 29. March 2014, 23:52 Post #13 |
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Oh Yuki would -love- to pet the kitty -and- the pussy too! And gently and carefully groom the kitty with a softhaired brush. And braid pretty little ribbons into the kitty's hair and scritch her under the chin and behind her ears and find all those other affectionate little ways she can use to make the kitty purr like a happy little bundle of fur... ..ofcourse Yuki is keenly away that kitty has fangs. And claws. And the inner demon that craves only blood, destruction and murder. ..that's the thing with vampires, they can -seem- human. ..sometimes. They can -act- human. Again, sometimes. They can -pretend- to be sweet, caring, loving and friendly but unless they're like her Father they seldom actually are and just because this particular predator is smiling doesn't mean Yuki is inclined to trust her. ..less so actually. Fantasize about her? Oh Ancestors YES! ...actually snuggle up and cuddle and/or pet her? ...hell no... There's only one vampire Yuki is inclined to snuggle up with and that's her adoptive Father. Besides, all of them are ambulatory dead bodies which makes them spiritually tainted and to be quite honest, kinda yegh. "I will pass on the petting Miss Leslie. I am not supposed to touch visitors or allow them to touch me. However i will happily defeat you in honourable combat..through the medium of poolballs!" ..it's a tight-rope route between being sort of respectfull and being friendly enough not to make the divide betweent he two species bigger than it already is. The formal tone is just how she speaks English really. Usually. Her dainty hands smack down on the bar top as she bends her knees and leapfrogs over the bar with a minor display of athletic ability, snatches a pool cue off the wall and calmly twirls it around her like a quarterstaff with that same mischievous smile as before, hefting it above her head to cry out in a playfully dramatic tone of voice. "I, Yukiko of the Purple Cat Tribe challenge you to honourable stick and ball based combat, Lady Leslie Of The Tribe Of Tigerfolk! Will you meet me upon the green field of honour to prove your mettle!?" ..and she even manages to keep an -almost- straight face for all of three seconds before a soft little gigglesnort escapes her. |
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| Leslie | Tuesday, 1. April 2014, 11:26 Post #14 |
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"Cute and smart. Jason knows how to pick his ghouls" She said with a hungry stare in her eyes. She closed her eyes and pushed that everlasting gnawing feeling away. It was always so intoxicating to be around humans. If only she could make them pet her! It was such a pity that the two of them refused to but she understood. "Hmm, pity... I love feeling warm hands on my cold skin. It just floods me with sweet sensation." But rules were rules and they need to be obeyed. There was a respect towards Jason and she would not betray his respect. So no touching was no touching. With a small frown she quirked an eyebrow when Yuki declared war through pool. It made Leslie shake her head and sigh a joyful sigh. This was going to be a fun night. It had been ages since she had spent time with a human for mere interaction and normal purposes that was. When Yuki finally stood still Leslie went to stand behind her and purred in her ear with a whisper. ”It’s a good thing that you aren’t a real cat because you have no idea what I can do with sweet little pussycats like you miss Yukiko.” With a chuckle she removed herself from the female. Leslie still hadn’t touched her so no rules were broken. Her steps brought her towards Lynx. Her index finger tracing his arm from an inch away. Still no touching! Her eyes followed the movements of the juggling balls like a mesmerised cat following the red laser dot on a wall until she finally snapped out of it and gently spoke. ”I’m always up for any game. C’mon I’ll let you do the first shot.” She twirled around and away from him and waited for him to start the game. She wondered where Jason was and what he would say from his clan mate’s behaviour. She knew lots of others disapproved on how she handled things in life and how she handled humans. |
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| Lynx | Tuesday, 1. April 2014, 12:31 Post #15 |
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Lynx chuckled and set the balls down on the table. This vampire was trouble, he could smell it. It didn't bother him, but he could smell it. Not that he was complaining. He grinned and look the cue ball, setting it in the starting position as he bent over the pool table and prepared for the break. "So Emily gave me her card and told me she knew what I was. I'm guessing that means she be a vampire like ye then Leslie?" The Irishman struck the ball hard, sending it flashing into the triangle of balls with a bang and scattering the balls everywhere with a series of thumps, cracks and bounces. But in this case his enhanced strength betrayed him, several balls rebounded off the inside of the pockets and came back out. Failing to sink anything he held up his hands with a laugh and stepped back from the table. "Well, it would appear te be one of ye lovelies turns. I failed te sink a single ball with me stick. That so rarely happens to me." The dry humor in his voice might hint at the gay joke he was making, but it was quite possible nobody who didn't know him would get it. |
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| Yukiko Miyazaki | Tuesday, 1. April 2014, 13:39 Post #16 |
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Smart enough to not brag that she's smarter than a large portion of the people around her, though not necessarily the people currently around her. Smart enough also to realise she doesn't know everything and -definately- smart enough not to be too sassy with a known vampire. She noticably stiffens when Leslie moves behind her and -way- into her personal space, something she'd quite cheerfully welcome and reciprocate to if the woman wasn't a damn vampire, one hand clenches tightly around the stick just incase..Holding it like a sword. Maybe the girl -does- know what the Tigress could do to a feeble little kitten but she'll be damned if she's going to respond, verbally or physically. So no purr or mrowl, no shiver, no taut little butt perking out...none of the cute little signs of attraction she'd normally display...Then again..no fear either, just a small, pleasant smile that doesn't quite reach those brown eyes.. Well, until the predator moves away atleast then the girl calmly moves to observe Lynx's attempt at sinking a ball..and failing..but failing in an entertaining way and being selfdeprecating about it in a cute way... She giggles goodnaturedly and moves infront of the Irish Ghoulto observe the table, glancing at Leslie and smirking, this time her amusement does reach her eyes when she quips in a teasing tone. "So like a man..all that power into one shot and then they are spent..tisk, tisk tisk.." Ofcourse she then bends over the table to keep her stick as level as she can, perking her taut rump out towards Lynx and giving it a playful little wiggle before she sinks a solid ball. ..marches on towards the next one softly muttering to herself in Japanese and giving Lynx a mischievous wink He -would- realise she's muttering calculations under her breath: angles, velocity, drag.. She isn't -playing- pool as much as she's using cold, hard science and it seems to pay off for her..atleast for another shot..and the third misses by -just- a little margin.. ..or maybe she missed on purpose because ruthlessly wiping your opponent off the table may not be the best tactic to use on a vampire... Well..not as a mortal anyway, Ancestors help you if you turn out to be -better- than them at something.. |
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| Leslie | Wednesday, 2. April 2014, 13:09 Post #17 |
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”Don’t be so curious about the affairs of a lady but if you really want to know we share a bed together and when we aren’t too busy we do talk with each other.” She said with a grin and a wink. She wondered what he would say about two vampire women sharing a haven and being in love. In Leslie her mind it still gave hope for the future. If there was still love to be found in unlife than maybe humanity and the world still had a change to survive. It only showed that not in every human there was a monster that got pulled to the surface because of the Embrace. The balls went wild on the playing field of the pool and she rolled her eyes at Yuki as if to say: men! What can you do about them? The reactions or rather the lack of reactions she had received from Yukiko had only added to her pleasure. It was nice to make them like you but it was always so enjoyable to make them aware of that hidden dark twist that was in her. So it was with that sparkling mischievous fire in her eyes that she observed the female. It was obvious that Lynx was better at keeping it cool and playing it low but Yuki was a doubtful case and Leslie just loved to push all the right buttons to see what she could awake in a human. Besides it always brightened her heart to see humans interact especially now. Her mind mesmerised every wiggle her curves made in order to maybe predict further moves she might make. The mumbling in foreign language intrigued Leslie and she wasn’t even aware that it was her turn already. It took her a few seconds of impudent staring before she took the famous bend over stance at the pool table. She took her shot and missed it. ”This reminds me of my high school days and skipping school which isn’t that long ago to be honest. Even now I still suck at this but for me it was just a chance to show off my behind and flirt with the guys.” The Gangrel retook her position at the side and watched the others again. |
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| Lynx | Wednesday, 2. April 2014, 13:28 Post #18 |
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"Aye, I used to use my stick handling to flirt with the guys too. In High School they never seemed to mind when you weren't that good at taking care of the balls..." The green eyed Irishman watched her with impish eyes that disguised an inner wariness. He saw her watching Yukiko and he would be careful around her. Jason's daughter wasn't to come to harm while he was watching and they all had a little necklace with a button that set off an alarm in Jason's office. Like those Life-Alert buzzers for old people. After all, ghouls and mortals couldn't be expected to hold down the fort all on their own when it came to the sort of big bad vampires that rolled into places like this. Some of whom might not respect the neutrality without seeing Jason to back it up. But Lynx didn't worry about that too much as he leaned down and soft as a butterflies kiss knocked a striped into the pocket. Now that he was remembering his own strength, he'd have an easier time with this. Unlike Yuki, he didn't use math, just sort of judged it. Weirdly, a lot of his shots seemed to curve a tiny bit. Still, it wasn't enough to sink his second, just left it hanging on the edge of the pocket. "O'course with practice I did come to realize exactly how important it was te gently deal with a man's balls, iffen ye really wanted to ensure he played the game te his best and everyone had fun." If the female vampire enjoyed innuendo and veiled jokes, Lynx could do that. He rather wondered if Yuki would explode from the imagery, poor little pervert and her very overactive imagination. |
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| Yukiko Miyazaki | Wednesday, 2. April 2014, 18:45 Post #19 |
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Yuki watches the Gangrel like a hawk with a carefully blank expression. ..or well..she -tries-. Yuki just isn't -that- good at keeping her emotions out of those expressive brown eyes and there's definately something going on in that little head of hers when Leslie bends over the table. Her head tilts to the left for a moment before she closes her eyes and pushes her glasses up to pinch the bridge of her nose. A slow breath through her nose, fitting her glasses back and a slight curl of the mouth in response to Lynx's joke as her eyes dart over the balls on the table, murmuring softly to herself in Japanese while she intently studies the table for a minute or two, formulating a series of swift, decisive moves that will let her win the game and have an excuse to leave. Ofcourse with each subsequent ball the likelyhood of making a miscalculation increases.. Not a mental miscalculation, Yuki is quite capable of predicting the flow of the game..It's the body that can't keep up with the mind..eventually she's going to miss.. After a few minutes of contemplative study the girl takes a slow breath, bends over the table with no attempt whatsoever to appear alluring or seductive and with considerable care and deliberation sinks the Number Eight ball... Sometimes the only way to win is not to play. "It would seem i have lost. How terribly unfortunate. Please enjoy your game. I shall see if i can assist Father." A polite bow at the waist to Leslie before the girl replaces her poolcue in it's rack. The Gangrel won her game because Yuki is defaulting. Even if the Japanese girl wants to sex the Tigress so hard the bed disintegrates.. |
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Yuki is somewhat small, with an athletic build but the muscletone of a wet noodle. She looks to be in her early twenties. Those with an interest in Manga may recognise her as 'MissMatch' a noted illustrator in the business. Italics are inner monologue, White is Japanese | |
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| Leslie | Friday, 4. April 2014, 12:16 Post #20 |
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Not much of what Lynx was saying seeped in her mind. All the attention was aimed at Yukiko. How she moved, the sway in her hips, the playful skip in her step, the lips curling in that specific adorable way and the lights in her eyes like little flames flickering. It was fun to watch her. That tempting vibration that swirled around the human was dangerous and it was a good thing she had already fed. Like every night she had started this one with making sure she had fed enough to last the night. For a very brief moment her eyes met those from Lynx. It almost seemed as a warning to back off as if she was setting the boundaries and marking her territory. Even though she didn’t want to give him that look it was there and it was very present without her knowing she was doing it. Her Beast liked Yukiko maybe a bit too much. What happened next made Leslie stare at the human with surprise. Yuki had decided to lose the game and get the hell out of there. All the restraint within her had to be called upon in order not to grab the female and ask her what the hell she was thinking. Instead the vampire stood there as a frozen statue but she couldn’t help but a growl to escape her while only her narrowed eyes moved to follow the fleeing human. When the female was out of sight she placed her pool cue back and sat at the bar again seemingly lost in her thoughts until she decided to stare at Lynx. ”I think I did something wrong to offend her. Could you apologise to her for me when you see her again. I seem to be losing my touch on how to handle humans.” she shrugged and seemed awkwardly upset by the fact Yukiko had left. ”The problem with you ghouls are that you can’t see past what we are and the problem with the ignorant Kine is that they can’t find out what we are.” If only a ghoul could keep that ignorance that humans had it would be even more fun but now she had scared away the female while all she was doing was playing a little game. They didn’t know her and they had no idea that Leslie hardly ever hurts the Kine. She had spent a few years in solitude and away from Kindred. Those were blessed years with only the warm blooded Kine around her. Worry started to gnaw on her. Was she really losing her touch with humans? Was her Beast closer to her since her last Frenzy? |
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