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| Topic Started: Friday, 20. June 2014, 15:21 (3,143 Views) | |
| Yukiko Miyazaki | Thursday, 26. June 2014, 10:02 Post #41 |
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Well, Father doesn't want the card but Yuki does. And in her role of Jason's very own Personal Assistant she takes one and sniffs it, bends it and strokes it to get the scent and feel it's texture then nibbles curiously on a corner. It's good paper. Very good paper. Yuki will have to get some paper like that for herself and her projects. Gooood paper. ..speaking of.. With a bright, sunny smile she adds a hug to Lynx's arm and sets the tall roll of paper on the bar with a mischievous, toothy grin at her adoptive Father. "I made this for all of us Father, i thought it might look nice on the wall here." |
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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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| Jason B. Dahlgren | Thursday, 26. June 2014, 12:48 Post #42 |
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The Gangrel looked from Yuki now hanging on Lynx' arm, to the scroll. Because while he might come across as out of the loop on a lot of things, the truth of the matter was he had a lot bet view of the big picture than most people thought. Yuki's profession for one? Oh, he knew... He knew what she made. He had made no comment as to this fact, but he knew and more than anything he wondered why someone so talented and wonderful felt the need to use her skills to make things like that. As such, the possible contents of said scroll was briefly analyzed in his mind. Though, coming to the conclusion that she couldn't possibly have made anything that preposterous, the man reached out to carefully take it. Jason generally knew more than he let on. "And what's this then?" the Swede asked as he unrolled the scroll to look at it. |
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| Leslie | Thursday, 26. June 2014, 13:44 Post #43 |
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Message to Sokol She then focused her attention back to the rest of the room and to the Prince. The Flemish girl frowned when Lazaruss was mentioned. She had met him once and he was... odd. Searching for Gangrels, prancing around everywhere and being so Ventrue. There was a dislike towards the clan and people like Lazaruss didn't make it easier to change that view. Of course Tory had to be so full on. At least the Brujah didn't hit anything or anyone. It was the first time she saw Tory like this and not as a raging bitch ready to fight. There was anger bubbling inside of the Brujah that much was visible though. The young girl knew these were no moments to say something and so she just let them all have their talk and go their own again. When the Prince was gone it felt like she could finally move again and she took a deep breath while she blinked at Jason with a "Who would have guessed that?" look on her face. Before grabbing a card and tucking it away she nodded at Jason. "I can take over as well. I know you are busy and I wouldn't mind helping out." Meanwhile her eyes curiously scanned the paper... |
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| Yukiko Miyazaki | Thursday, 26. June 2014, 19:02 Post #44 |
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Well, no. It's not like the artwork Yuki -usually- produces. Aside from the style perhaps,: Blending Eastern and Western influences into a style of inking that is very much Yuki's own. And the scene it portrays looks very much like a family photograph: Jason in the middle as the family's Paternal centre, Yuki at his left, Lynx at his right, at Yuki's other side Celestia, at Lynx's other side CJ. Each one lovingly rendered in coloured inks with Yuki's usual attention to detail and dressed in the traditional Kimonos that Yuki made for her family (which after some thought includes a light blue and white one for CJ). Jason ofcourse looks stern and unyielding but a careful eye can spot a hand on the shoulders of the youngsters flanking him. Lynx and CJ stand close together, fingers interlaced, he with his easy, mischievous smile and a few sheets of music under one arm, she with a smile that fails to entirely hide an inner hurt. Yuki stands close to Jason, one hand on the hilt of the sword at her hip, the other holding Celestia's hand, both of the girls beam brightly at the viewer and Celestia holds a laptop under her arm. The background consists of a more traditionally rendered mountain with several Japanese markings running down one side of the inked work. 'Family' 'Duty' 'Loyalty' 'Love' Although it would take actual knowledge of Japanese to work that out. Edited by Yukiko Miyazaki, Thursday, 26. June 2014, 19:13.
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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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| Lynx | Saturday, 28. June 2014, 12:06 Post #45 |
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Lynx gave a very quiet whistle of appreciation at the drawing. It looked lovely. He looked around at the conversing vampires and then back to Jason. It had been a bit of a stressful night what with the arrival of the Prince and all. He took a few deep breaths and then grinned at Jason. "Been a night, can't deny. I think I'm alright though. So far everyone's been pretty peaceable. Glad ye were here though." And that was the damned truth. He settled on the bar stool behind the counter and grinning, reaching up to run a hand through his gelled hair. He was feeling surprisingly calm over everything that had happened. A part of him, a part he kept carefully concealed, was actually kind of amused to hear that place had been blown up. He had trouble really getting his head around the idea. It was way to hollywood for him. |
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| Jason B. Dahlgren | Saturday, 28. June 2014, 12:31 Post #46 |
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She was a strange little one, so very much like her mother in some aspects and so different in others. The kind loving side though the both of them had in common, and the drawing brought a smile to the Gangrel's lips as he regarded it with an appreciative nod of his head. "This is lovely, Yukiko, I would be honoured to hang it in the club once I've had it framed" because it deserved that. He looked at it for a few more moments and then very carefully rolled it back up, seemingly with the intent of taking it with him. "Let me know when you do feel like going home, Lynx" the Swede addressed the blonde Ghoul. "And you too, Yuki?" as he would stay around while they were still there. Since, paranoid daddy Gangrel was paranoid and didn't much like the idea of his family being there without him, considering the guests that visited... With that said though, he turned towards Leslie. "It's very kind of you to offer, but it's really no trouble. However, if you would like, I would appreciate it the times you come by if you wouldn't mind simply keeping an eye open on my behalf?" as in, he wasn't always downstairs with his family, and while he was hard pressed to fully trust anyone, he did trust Leslie, as one of his Clan, to respect him enough to be mindful of those he considered his. |
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| Leslie | Saturday, 28. June 2014, 17:26 Post #47 |
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With a smile affected by sadness she saw the art work Yukiko had made. Leslie turned around with eyes that started to get wet and red from tears. With her back towards the others she tried to rub her eyes dry and clean the blood tears from her hands without them noticing. The young missed her own family, her own place that was really a home. That unreplaceable nest of love. Then she turned on her heels and nodded at Jason. "I will. It is only normal to do so especially after all you have done already." The young Gangrel gave him a reassuring squeeze in the upper arm and glanced around the place. It was awfully quiet, a bit too quiet. They were probably all taking in what had just occured. The Prince visiting was no small thing. She was sure to talk about this with Emily. Even though they had promised each other not to discuss Sect issues but the Prince had just made that promise difficult to keep. She needed a drink and while she thought about that drink she nervously tapped her fingers on the surface of the bar. |
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| Yukiko Miyazaki | Saturday, 28. June 2014, 20:22 Post #48 |
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Yuki beams happily, radiating simple, genuine joy. Because it's nice to hear someone say they like what you've made, specially considering the amount of work that went into a..not -quite- lifesize family portrait. (About sixty/seventyfive percent scale) Seh doesn't stop Jason from picking it up, since..well, it's mostly for him. And a little for the rest of the family, though CJ may never see it,. Depending on whether or not the poor thing manages to dredge herself up out of her gloomy moods. Not that Yuki blames her, or judges her, it took her a considerable time to get over her mother's death, which has nowhere near the emotional impact the loss of a child has. She frowns a little on considering the Ventrue and only half pays attention to the exchange between Leslie and her Father, softly squeezing Lynx's hand. Since we're talking about Fathers, the young Lord got a pretty harsh blow there too, even if he doesn't really show it too much. Poor things. |
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| Iakov Reznik | Wednesday, 2. July 2014, 07:06 Post #49 |
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Once the there was a long enough pause in the "festivities", Iakov stood up from his chair and took his coat and hat off the rack. He tossed the coat over his shoulder in a smooth bust hasty manner and put his hat back on his head as he turned heel and made his way towards the bar. His eyes were downcast until he reached in his pocket and put down enough quid to cover the costs for his drinks onto the solid wood surface. Sokol followed his master as he picked up a card that the prince had left and turned it about in his hand. With a frown, he stuffed it into his vest and made his way towards the door, too upset by the Princes intrusion to feel like talking to anyone. He needed to get out of here. Edited by Iakov Reznik, Wednesday, 2. July 2014, 07:09.
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| Lynx | Friday, 4. July 2014, 13:54 Post #50 |
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Lynx squeezes her hand back, though he isn't aware of quite what inspired the gesture. Still he separates and smiles, murmuring softly that he had to go check on the place, pick up cups, that sort of thing. Odd as the Prince's visit had been this was also one of the busiest nights the club had ever had. He wanted to make sure it didn't leave clutter sitting about. So he drifted about, checking around where Iakov had been sitting. Taking up a broom and sweeping up some dog hair and tsking to himself slightly. Mostly just straightening things up and being unobtrusive. He didn't want to disturb Victoria and Piscina as they spoke after all. Still, he liked keeping the Pub clean. Made him feel accomplished. |
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| Jason B. Dahlgren | Friday, 4. July 2014, 22:51 Post #51 |
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Oddly enough, unless you knew the man and what he was like deep down, he simply silently offered Leslie a handkerchief when she turned back but made no comment about having caught a glimpse of the tears she'd tried to hold back. "I've only done what one ought to do for one of his blood" Jason told her, although the truth was that he hadn't necessarily given her that helping hand if he hadn't felt on some level that he liked her. He believed in Clan unity, but that didn't mean embracing every idiot that might've been turned. No, Kindred, like anyone else, were merely people. And people were all individuals. Luckily, Leslie landed on his good side. Reaching over he briefly touched a hand to Yuki's cheek with a fatherly smile at her. "Give Lynx a hand will you? I'll stick around until we close up for the night" for while a part of him was wanting to simply close up and call it a night to avoid any possibilities of trouble after the Prince's visit, he was also well aware that it wouldn't look good to do so. The Swede, still carefully holding the image Yuki had rawn, seemed to weigh it in his hands for a moment. He'd need to visit someone who knew what they were doing as far as framing it went, but he was fairly certain he waned a wooden frame to match the interior of the club. |
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| Yukiko Miyazaki | Saturday, 5. July 2014, 03:35 Post #52 |
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Yuki beams happily and makes a very soft, delicate little purring noise at Jason's light touch, rubbing her cheek into the touch before bowing politely. "Yes Father." So that's what she goes off to do: Help Lynx clear up any left behind detritus, cups, books, cuesticks, balls, cigarette butts or other random stuff that gets left behind in a bar slash gentleman's club, slash clubhouse, slash....whatever else Hospitality might mean to someone. |
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| Leslie | Saturday, 5. July 2014, 19:15 Post #53 |
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While lost in thoughts she saw Iakov leave in the corner of her eyes. Her attention however was stuck on her memories. She was good at showing a brave face and so she only nodded when Jason handed her the handkerchief. Her wet eyes stained the cloth when she rubbed them dry. With a dreamy smile she watched how the older Gangrel interacted with his ghoul and his daughter. They were really lucky to have him. Once they were out of sight and couldn't hear them anymore Leslie went to stand close to Jason. She whispered to him, only for him to hear. "My girlfriend is Camarilla. Normally in our Haven we leave our Sects at the door but I'm going to see if she knows something. Please keep this to yourself and please remember that does not change who I am." As Gangrel she still had Jason's back and that of his family. It was logical that mixed Sect couples were frowned upon but that didn't mean that Leslie wasn't loyal to the Anarchs. Emily and her had rules to protect their love and their role in the Kindred society. |
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| Jason B. Dahlgren | Friday, 11. July 2014, 12:10 Post #54 |
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The Swede glanced at her once and then gave a small nod of his head. He understood that the younger Gangrel and her girlfriend might mean well, but things often got mixed up where relationships between vampires were a concern as blood, more often than not, play ed a part. However, he understood good intentions, he just wasn't the kind of man who instantly accepted good intentions to lead to doing actual good. Though, as always, he would of course give her a chance to prove that her word was worth something. "As you wish" he said, glancing over at the two, in his mind, kids, clearing the table before letting out a sign. "Please do excuse me, I should get back to work. If you need anything, you know how to reach me" he inclined his head in a small sign of polite respect before turning to leave and head back upstairs. The Prince's visit was going to cause trouble. Not that it was really any of his business, but trouble none the less and trouble generally lead to headaches, of which he'd had plenty since arriving in London. Honestly, how did the place not just implode on itself? It was a mess. |
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| Leslie | Saturday, 12. July 2014, 21:01 Post #55 |
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Was there a hesitant nature in his voice? Leslie was probably seeing this. Her relationship with a Camarilla made her nervous at times but she trusted Jason. Emily and Leslie didn't hid there love but they didn't shout it from the rooftops either. "Of course. I have to get going as well. Good night." The young Gangrel stared at Jason's back and worried about this night. The bloody Prince. What would that mean for the future? Anything could happen with these Capes. Now that the Sabbat is calm it was the other side that were trying to cage them. Leslie went for the exit and waved at the ghouls before going outside. The cool night air felt nice on her skin. She ran towards her Haven and hoped Emily would be home. |
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| Jason B. Dahlgren | Saturday, 19. July 2014, 19:09 Post #56 |
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Jason would linger at the bar for a little while longer before taking the picture Yuki has so masterfully drawn and heading back upstairs to his office as he, like Leslie, had a lot on his mind. Because the Prince's attempt of diplomacy might be the right thing to do from a Camarilla point of view, though for the Anarchs? Well, he doubted it would be accepted that easily. Or rather, he was certain it would not, though at this point in time he didn't much care. He had his business, his family, his assets and that was it. Worst case scenario, he took care of what was his and all else be damnded. He wasn't that good a guy that he felt the need to save the entire world. Not when the world so clearly did not wish saving. |
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