Post by Seryna on Mar 19, 2014 0:21:16 GMT -5
Your Beast may tremble or rage as you first enter, for the Salon was a hot spot tonight. Someone has decorated the Salon with a fantastic amount of roses in different types of pink and white. White banners stream around the room, lending a festive air. There is a luxuriously appointed lounge in the back of the salon. Several arm chairs and love seats are artfully arranged for conversation.
Three ladies in elegant long evening gowns converse with Deputy Alex Lassiter in the center of the room. The shortest lady stands at 5'5' and her glossy black locks are slicked into an intricately coiled bun atop her head, set with a hairnet adorned with glittering red stones. Her dress is the deepest ruby red, cut to show cleavage. The blonde woman stands at 5'9'' and is strikingly slim and athletic. Her dress is an aquamarine that sets off her deep blue eyes. This woman wears a shimmering gold bracelet on her right wrist (Intelligence & Academics to recall where you have seen another of this type).
The third woman has deep brown hair that is twisted into a bun and set with a white feather. Her dress is black with shimmering crystal stones adorning the tight bodice, hugging her petite form at every curve. The woman in black is hanging on the first woman's every word. Alex Lassiter wears a red vest with a black suit tailored to his athletic frame. Alex stands slightly apart from the women, glancing to the men sitting in the lounge area.
You can't help but overhear the conversation in progress among the four.
"So there I was, listening to the most vulgar slurs that these street toughs were slinging at me. I quickly realized that this was not the best place for a quiet bite, but they weren't letting up. " The woman in red states dramatically. "They chase me down the path into the Park - and these tweakers had to be on something; because my game was tight. I saw the bridge ahead and veered towards it, getting there maybe three seconds ahead of them. It was perfectly dark and smelled rank. As soon as the shadows fell over me, I turned and waited..."
The woman in black writhes in anticipation, wringing her hands.
"Then I let loose with the Curse." The woman in red smirks. "I think one of them wet his pants."
You see three men in more casual clothing consisting of slacks and dark button up shirts conversing quietly in the lounge. They seem to be pointedly ignoring the Kindred in finer attire and vice versa.
As she finished, a diminutive man ducks towards you. His head is small and shrunken and his skin leathery and wrinkled. All the Kindred in the room, however, nod respectfully as he passes. You can see the little man is making a beeline for you.
{Spoiler:}(Intelligence + Occult for understanding the meaning of the decor).
Three ladies in elegant long evening gowns converse with Deputy Alex Lassiter in the center of the room. The shortest lady stands at 5'5' and her glossy black locks are slicked into an intricately coiled bun atop her head, set with a hairnet adorned with glittering red stones. Her dress is the deepest ruby red, cut to show cleavage. The blonde woman stands at 5'9'' and is strikingly slim and athletic. Her dress is an aquamarine that sets off her deep blue eyes. This woman wears a shimmering gold bracelet on her right wrist (Intelligence & Academics to recall where you have seen another of this type).
The third woman has deep brown hair that is twisted into a bun and set with a white feather. Her dress is black with shimmering crystal stones adorning the tight bodice, hugging her petite form at every curve. The woman in black is hanging on the first woman's every word. Alex Lassiter wears a red vest with a black suit tailored to his athletic frame. Alex stands slightly apart from the women, glancing to the men sitting in the lounge area.
You can't help but overhear the conversation in progress among the four.
"So there I was, listening to the most vulgar slurs that these street toughs were slinging at me. I quickly realized that this was not the best place for a quiet bite, but they weren't letting up. " The woman in red states dramatically. "They chase me down the path into the Park - and these tweakers had to be on something; because my game was tight. I saw the bridge ahead and veered towards it, getting there maybe three seconds ahead of them. It was perfectly dark and smelled rank. As soon as the shadows fell over me, I turned and waited..."
The woman in black writhes in anticipation, wringing her hands.
"Then I let loose with the Curse." The woman in red smirks. "I think one of them wet his pants."
{Spoiler:}
(Wits + Subterfuge- 2 suxx sees:) You can see the blonde and the Deputy exchange a weary glance, as though they've heard this tale before and were not impressed the first time.
(Wits + Subterfuge- 2 suxx sees:) You can see the blonde and the Deputy exchange a weary glance, as though they've heard this tale before and were not impressed the first time.
You see three men in more casual clothing consisting of slacks and dark button up shirts conversing quietly in the lounge. They seem to be pointedly ignoring the Kindred in finer attire and vice versa.
As she finished, a diminutive man ducks towards you. His head is small and shrunken and his skin leathery and wrinkled. All the Kindred in the room, however, nod respectfully as he passes. You can see the little man is making a beeline for you.