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Post by kenyon on May 30, 2011 21:26:59 GMT -6
Kenyon stood at the bar patiently watching those around him. Humans and vampires mingling in the crowded expanse. He was here to simply leave a courtesy message beyond anything else.
Decked out in his clubbing attire he wore a foiled shirt of silver and red over black. Which accentuated his paleness. Jeans that were fitted appropriately. He fell under the guise of a pretty boy.
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Post by hiero on Jul 8, 2011 16:31:12 GMT -6
Andrius and Katrina sat watching the club marking those with power mingle. Those without seeming any other purpose save being seen within the halls of vampirekind. It was shame and boon that many of those gathered couldn't tell vampire from goth poser to save their soul. It made moving amongst them as simple as pulling weeds. Andrius watched as the heir apparent to all things Fae made his way through the club.
Katrina rose to meet him Andrius silently alerted her that he would handle this. Moving in a languid stroll he greeted those he passed with a smile nod or some other small gesture of interaction. He was a fixture here despite his rarity of appearances. He moved slowly almost glacially allowing his power to softly waft about him like some heady perfume. It was the only heralding he needed.
Arriving at Kenyons elbow he waited for the fae to address him. He was positive that Kenyon did not come hither lightly. There most assuredly was something afoot.
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Post by kenyon on Jul 14, 2011 9:45:15 GMT -6
Kenyon turned to the presence of Andy as he approached. He inclined his head by way of greeting. "It seems business is booming for you here. "
He looked back out to the crowd of people the throng and pulse the heart beat and life. "She will not be coming back this time. They are clipping her wings so to speak she has surpassed her brother in his rights to position. She may have wanted to make her own place here, but they wont allow her to do it. Things are becoming more dangerous for her to be here."
He looked back to Andy. "I figured I would give you the courtesy of a call. "
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Post by hiero on Jul 23, 2011 5:34:37 GMT -6
Andrius didn't nod in return he instead offered Kenyon an open hand. The smile being hinted at merely waiting on a reason to be unleashed. "Looks can be deceiving even to the most scrutinizing of gazes."
He looked back out to the crowd of people the throng and pulse the heart beat and life. "There of course is danger in all things. I hope that you are her for more than that tidy sum of courtesy she spoke highly of you." Andrius went on willing to speak in shadows of meaning with Kenyon.
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