A Wilde Halloween|

[metatron]

Katrina had let out the line and the fish was Jonas she studied him. “Now you see. I did not want a body guard on this venture. Its business. Like drafting for a team you send your scouts to view what the prospects are and you recruit. Here we are doing the reverse however my master seems to think I need assistance to go to the bathroom. He’s an arrogant male whom thinks women are dirt and cows to be bartered.”

She sat back more of leaned really the back didn’t bend in a real corset. “So in essence feed the lamb to the fire. I wont be the one punished he will.” Katrina shrugged and closed her eyes she had held herself in such a tight control she finally released extending her consciousness through the club feeling more or less what was going on picking up on a rapist and his violent fantasies for a girl he had just begun to toy with. “You’ll want security to interrupt a couple the girl is becoming afraid of a main on the dance floor…He’s not accepting no for an answer.”

Jonas looked at Andrius and something resembling death crept into his eyes More like what you see in the eyes of a mad man before he kills his victim. The monsters would know that look and see the danger in it.
“Yes Sir I will join you wouldn’t want to displease the Master’s of two cities at once. One must be displeased to save face with the other. Mores the pity. At least I will gain a few moments of privacy in the in between.” Jonas approached Andrius with every decorum of respectability. However within his mind all one could see were the racing thoughts of blood in so many ways to be let.

[hiero]

Andrius eyed Jonas he capitulated far too easy; the man had mischief in mind. Andrius suppressed the cheshire grin that lurked. he'd easedrop on the mans thoughts but figured that it would take a good deal to wash away the dirt that he knew was there. Andrius almost felt sorry for Sion. Easing out the door Andrius treated Jonas to all of the subtle clues of fear he was sure the man expected. It would be akin to scenting the area with lambs blood he'd be worked into a fine lather.

Andrius thought of how things could play out. He wouldn't allow Jonas to harm any mortals but roughing up Sion well that verdict was still out. If sion couldn't learn to handle an unruly lesser he might need replacing. That would be unfortunate but the tough decisions are what made things work. As they left katrina to gloat on removing one of her obstacles Andrius poured a tincture of bloodlust into Jonas.

Andrius was taken aback as instead of a solid vat Jonas's depth for hate and rage was a dry sponge. Thirsty and expansive. That would prove a problem. On the other hand it would also force Johnathon into a back pedal if Jonas did something heinous...

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A gleaming Rolls Royce pulled up to the club and a drive hoped out and ran around to the passenger's side rear door he opened it and stood to the side. Out stepped the princess of the unseelie court, dressed in long a gown of shimmering black silk it's sleeves so long they trialed behind her on the ground with with its train. without even acknowleding his pressence she walked passed him and glided passed the press their flash bulbs making the diamonds on her face in the shape of a butterfly around her eyes, and the jewels carefully woven into her long hair that flowed down her back. When she reached the door man she handed him the invitation that Andrius had sent her, he looked at it breifly before ushering her through the door.
When she entered the club itself she pulled her glamour more tightly around her, knowing there was no way she pass as human in this place but she could at the very make it impossible for the creatures prowling this place to know exactly what she was. at the same time she allowed her scent of water lillies and jasmine to waft out from her strongly so Andrius would know she had arrived at his little party. More than one inhuman head turned to follow the heady intoxicating aroma that wafted from her, and she could see hunger in many dark eyes. Suddenly Sorcha felt right at home, a large social gathering full of people who wanted to either kill and eat her or just use her for their own ends, this was a scene that hse had walked through many times and she knew how to handle it. Without even the slightes trace of fear she walked onto the dance floor her potent defenses masking the extent of her true power with clever misdirections. The eyes of mortal, and otherwise alike followed her slow floating gate to the floor, their hunger and lust mingled together and she could feel it fuel her glamour.
When she got to just the right spot, where the hidden mechanical eyes could clearly see her, she closed her eyes and took the truest and deepest rythum of the music. When she found what she waqs looking for in the song she opened her eyes, it was time to show this motley gathering why the inspired the first dreams and nightmares in humanity. Sorcha began to dance, her whole body moving with the inhumav grace of the Fae. The shear beauty of her her dance was breathtaking and for a time it seemed as if a dark goddess had chosen to descend from the upper realms and grace them with her prescence. Now she had only to wait for her warrior to find her.

[metatron]

Jonas had a polite smile on his face, but for just a few moments of freedom he could be polite. He could fantasize without risk punishment. Of course he would not act but his violence level was very high and if he was provoked he would be easily driven into a blood frenzy.

He saw a strange look cross Andrius’ face. Jonas didn’t bother to hide his thoughts why would one need to when it was less dangerous to keep your intentions pure. Out from under Johnathan’s thumb, Katrina. Even for a few moments it was worth good behavior.

“I will gladly accompany you Sir. To the Master’s Audience arena.”

Jonas gave a polite half bow to Katrina before departing following Andrius.

[hiero]

For the love all things unholy the man seemed positively thrilled to see 'the Master of the city' versus spend too much time with Katrina. Andrius held his chuckle at the idea of having Katrina prove her loyalty by ending Jonas's life. It wouold almost be worth the price of admission ti watch Jonas react to her. Mores the pity as that was not in the cards.

Jonas by dint of his resolve proved that he might not be a completely useless tool. If he were properly honed he could in fact have a myriad of minor uses. Adding to Andrius's inner quandry was the arrival of Sorcha. He felt the pull of her inner darkness from where he stood. It was obvious that hshe had no intentions of playing well with others this evening. She was no doubt entrancing the revelers with her presence even now. Good thing that he hadn't reached out to the clans just yet. Her plus them meant at the bare minimum hurt feelings at the most a full on press to lessen the furniture breakage.

They'd have to take the long way so that she would be aware that he was on the premises. It'd be the only thing that might make her put the brakes on whatever she had in mind to entertain herself. Not to mention setting eyes on the Arcadian princess was a treat unto itself.

Andrius had thought long and hard before extending an invitation to her for this evening.She was a chink in his carefully crafted armor. She knew a glimpse of the true him and that could be a problem on this night as he had a carefully maintained image to upkeep. They'd have to talk so as to clear any doubts he might have. Until then Andrisu wouold siphon the charged emotional atmosphere that she was creating stirring the lust, envy, and other dross of humans that were jockeying for a better glimpse of her.

Finally having made his way to where he could set eyes on her being Andrius spared a moment to watch her move before sending a whiff of power tickling along her spine. It wasn't much and would easdily escape the notice of everyone except the most ardent of watchers. Jonas was most assuredly not that. He was doing remarkably well considering as far as he knew Andrius was merely a gifted human servant. It would be an easy thing to overpower one such as he masqueraded as and make good an escape. Too bad the man was as unimaginative as he was potentially monstrous.

Andrius looked towards the man as he set eyes on Sorcha. Andrius could easily skim the mans thoughts but chose not to as to allow him a true moments freedom. It was a small courtesy but after such remarkable composure he could afford the man at least that. Andrius considered what would be the truly best option. Jonas presented a new development in his persona. Yet how long before he returned to form?

Lingering just a few seconds more Andrius sent a few images of of the suite he'd set aside for Sorcha and whatever retinue she migh've enlisted. It was only faintky secluded so that she might watch and be watched by the crowd of revelers. He knew how the crowd would do things for her.

Turning to Jonas, " Sorry about the delay Halloween always brings the most people into this place. It looked as if you and Katrina are... close. how long have you to been so?"

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As spun and swayed on the dance floor she felt a slight tingle down her spine, from a familar and very welcome source. Without missing a beat she spun to look in Andrius's direction but when she saw him she was not as pleased as she had hoped to be. he was escorting a thin pale man in victorian clothes who Sorcha could just tell even at a distance was a vampire and an unpleasant customer. the look in Andrius's as as he subtly shifted from her to hiim told he was glad to see her but that the thing at his side was no friend, and that it was time to play nicey for the peasants.
In one fluid motion as graceful as a swan lighting on the waters surface she finished her dance with a bow. recieving the image of the suite he had for she glided off the dance floor and in the direction of her metiphorical coner as it were. she swept within ten feet of andrius and let out a cold aeromatic sigh that smelled of temptation and promises. by time she reached her corner there was already a throng of men behind her some mortal some not, flowing into a chair she held out her hand delicatly.
"Will one of you please be my hero and bring me a drink i am so parched." her voice held obviously false weakness but still almost all her admirers jumped to her whim, and she smiled like the cat that ate the canary.

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Sion wrinkled his nose at the cloying perfume that drifted to him.He'd enhaled the wisps of such a scent emantaing from Andrius once or twice. That was not a good sign Andrius had a guest and that would make him rush through any plan that he had. It wiould mean that Sion might be left alone in the tender care of either of these new vampires too long. Sion knew from experience that the older vampire sweren't as easily swayed by his illusions. That could prove hazardous in the extreme. Andrius liked having Sion act as his scapegoat but what if he tiored of the deception and decided to rule in truth out in the open.After what Andrius had made him do to the tiger Sion knew that there was a depth in the vampire that scared him deeply and truly. No sooner had he thought as much Andrius's anger scalded Sions thoughts. He was not pissed thank god for small miracles yet even Andrius being just annoyed had Sion reeling. He felt as if his heart would tear iotself from his chest. Choking the fear back down to a quiet roar Sion erased the lat=yerts of illusion he'd concoted and took the position Andrius had asked no demanded. this so was not shaping up to be a good night. As nervous as he was sion couldn't tell whether Lynn had made it out or not.

[metatron]

While the door stood open to the suit Katrina caught a scent, a musk she remembered all to well. It brought back memories and seeing as Andrius left with Jonas. Katrina decided to leave the suite. She had to see she had to find out. She no longer glowed but power emanated from her form causing the sea of people to part as she followed the scent.

She was lost in thoughts of Anton for that’s what she had called him though he was Antonio Giovanni. She had cried many tears for that delectable man and then she had laid his memory to rest. She had encountered other fae but none had been this close and not in the thrall of some other power. Katrina had her own gaggle of followers.

Her flesh was blushed from her feeding and she looked as human as any one possibly could. She felt to many of the new vampires here they sounded as though their flesh clung to their bones. Finally she saw Sorcha lounging in her chair the crowd parted and then swarmed again before the fae.

Katrina looked through her glamor that Sorcha cast. It had been a long time for Katrina since the last time she had to look through glamor and be subject to the superimposed vision that it gave her. She moved closer to Sorcha stand but a few feet away from her.

“ I see, I had hoped you might have been an old friend but it is very obvious my dear you are no Anton.”
Katrina’s voice held a note of memory to the warm silken flesh like words.

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As her crowd of followers flocked back to her all of them holding various drinks, she tell that some of them held alittle more than just alchohol, and she had to admire their drive to get what they wanted, but she chose a glass of just champagne. lightly plucking it from the hand of the very nervous looking young man who held she took a gentle sip of it, it wasn't really very good by her standards but then what was, the young man seemed to get a surge of confidence as he stood up taller and looked at the others as if he'd won something. well that wouldn't do taking another sip she made a face of mild disdain and disappointment, and she handed it back to him.

"i'm sorry but this is just too common a vintage for my sensitive pallat, maybe if you can find something with more culture and flavor." as soon as the words chimed sweetly from her mouth his face fell, and she could feel his shame and embarassment at being put down before the crowd, and that was much better.

just as the young man slunk away probably to dwell on his failure in that situation, she saw a delicate woman sway through the crowd. she was very pretty with pale skin and dark hair all blending stylishly white outfit topped off in small top hat. it took sorcha a moment to realize that this girl was not human and in fact she was yet another vampire. when she spoke her voice almost seemed to slither like a velvet serpent from her mouth.

"I see, I had hoped you might have been an old friend but it is very obvious my dear you are no Anton."

after centuries in the court of the unseelie you learn how to read a person from even the smallest personal tick and most off-handed gesture. this woman had almost none. sorcha had to admire her poise and control and that in itself spoke volumes about this mysterious vampire woman. her mind raced to the myraid of possible uses a creature like this could be to her plans, and she knew that she would excel at being the velvet glove to another's iron fist. everythin about screamed subtlety the soul of a long term and careful planner.

"well i am sorry i could not be this anton for you, but if i was it would definetly say alot about these men who are around me, and what kind of woman...or man that they are attracted to." she flashed her a brilliant smile, it was so dazzeling that it took a moment for the gathered men to catch the joke at their expense. when they did catch they chuckeled uncomfortably well too late to be genuine.

"but if i can make up for the misconception by asking you sit and join me for a drink, and you can tell me about this anton he must have been someting to bring from across the club." wit a graceful fluid gesture she indicated to one of the other seats next to her.

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Andrius strode before Sion with Jonas in tow. He is mind partially elsewhere he only now noticed that Sion still had an illusion active its shimmery otherness coating everything. He at least did do as told. Making it obvious that they were in mental contact Andrius inclined his head. He acted as if he were listening intently when in actuality he he silently gave Sion his orders. Sparing a few glance from Jonas to Sion he nodded as he told Sion. You must speak as I would and properly lay down the law with this one. He must be either brought into line permanently, disposed of or allowed to leave wher he can meet an unfortunate accident. There are no ther options. Do you understand. I don't care how you phrase the offer so long as he chooses and is willing to accept a blood oath.

Nodding and stiffly bowing with only his head Andrius turned fixing Jonas with a look and left. He knew tha at maximum that it should take Sion three minutes to engender a less than pleasant response in Jonas. So that left Andrius with roughly two minutes to retreive Katrina before Sion was in over his head.

Stepping into the darknes of the nearby shadow Andrius stepped out into the alcove at the rear of Sorcha's suite. While there were unseen passages from one end of the club travel by shadow was still the fastest. Just before he stepped into the light he heard Katrinas voice. Thrown a bit by the randomness of such a turn of events Andrius allowed the shadow to consume his body. As he faded into the inky nothingness he spoke quietly directly to Sorchas mind.

"Interesting choice my dear. She is not yet one of the Hyksos Kubris have a care. Send her to me. I must conclude our business." While speaking telepathically Andrius kept his voice solid and evoked the warmth of his just fed skin brushing across her skin close enough to raise gooseflesh. Pulling his preasence away like smoke he allowed his mental voice rollover the soft flesh of her neck Andrius departed...