A Wilde Halloween|

[metatron]

Katrina smiled accepting the invitation and glided in a fluid motion into the seat offer using very practiced movements that were inherent second nature as well as the measure one took when in a real corset. She didn’t stall in her movement to adjust she moved in the corset as though it were part of her.

“Ah Anton was very special he was a breath of eternity trapped, fighting its own essence in a plane he was not meant to be.” She sighed as though tasting a delicious sweet. “ Some flavors in life are to be deeply savored. That was Anton. For someone whom had seen the worst of life to still find pleasure in a breath. It was memorable.” Katrina was very careful in her words not giving away a time frame not implying it was from when she was human.

She thought carefully looking through Sorcha’s glamour thinking to herself the woman could be an ally to what Katrina was in need of. She turned her gaze to the crowd of men. She made no move made no action she paused in all movement thinking. If Sorcha was here would Anton have returned?

She looked back to Sorcha passing the thought into a grave. She knew inherently what they were after living with Anton for so long. “Are you here for amusements sake? Or are you like that of Anton’s court the nefarious type craving things not easily gained.”

Katrina made the second part more of a statement then a question. Because from her experience the Fae craved power, or at least the ones she had encountered whom were unabashed showing their own power. Which meant that her suspicions about the city were true that there was a greater underlying power here and that Sion as Johnathan had suspected was simply a puppet.

Katrina kept these thoughts to herself a wall so tight they didn’t flash through her eyes. She turned to look back to Sorcha. "I am here for an audience I am simply biding my time until I am summoned. I do hope after though I have time for dancing it is something I once enjoyed. Our court in Detroit is not so willing for such frivolities."

Through out the exchange every movement Katrina made was coolly calculated, plotted, and planned, for the optimal effect.

[metatron]

Jonas had enjoyed the aroma of the crowd briefly lighting on the one female that dominated everything sensory wise. Though she was appealing she wasn’t what he craved. There were others always others who met his requirements and here there were many all in one area. Such a feast difficult to deny the wealth of possibilities for.

When the ’servant’ approached the master, giving the appropriate respect that which is due. Jonas looked the servant in the eye seeing the pointed look. The man did not like Jonas in the least. Jonas approached and gave a very courtly bow. And waited with the very politeness and reserve that he would have normally used had he been with Katrina. You see he could behave outside of the Kat’s reach. He thought darkly of her and what he wished he could do to her.

Jonas let the thoughts play out in his mind as he waited for Sion to respond to the action of acknowledgment of his position. There was not a mocking line in his body.

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Sorcha tilted her head back gracefully and began to laugh a sound that was at once sweet and terrible, raising deep in the pit of her stomach the old long dead fears, of the things that lurked in the shadows. the crowded men took a step back but really could do no more to flee the fear that had just struck them, they were too deep hooked by sorcha. it was imposible to tell exactly how powerful sorcha was which told katrina that at the very least she was very strong. everytime she thought her senses had made it through her defenses she realized she had been lead down a false path. whoever she was katrina cold tell sorcha was not to be taken lightly even if she was a fae.

"doesn't everyone crave things not easily come by." sorcha laughed " that is way they are hard to get because so many want exactly the same thing you do." he laughter subsided and she wiped her eye as if she had shed a tear from the laughter even though she hadn't.

everything about sorcha seemed so effortlessly and casually beautiful, in a way that can only come from training that lasts for centuries. it was like watching a living work of social art the way she would breifly turn her attention to one of the men in the throng and smile just enough and for just so long that it gave him and the crowd hope that one of them might still catch her eye for the night.

suddenly she shuddered ever so slightly that it was hard to be sure she had done it at all, but there was a barely visible patch of gooseflesh on the back of her neck as if something had brushed across her neck, but katrina had not seen nor sensed anything around at the time. sorcha seemed pleased, not upset, by whatever had happened she turned to face her and flashed a dazzeling smile that brought and ache to katrina's long stilled heart.

"well then with the temptaion of another dance let me see if i can speed up your audience processing." she stood up so smoothly it was hard to be sure that she had actually moved at all, looking around as if searching for someone and then seeming to find it, she took katrina's and pulled her to her feet with surprising strength for one so delicate. "we must speak with my dear Andy my newest toy. well no really MY toy but i like to pretend anyway, and fortunatly the one who's in charge of him is willing to share, otherwise it would just be too unfair to keep one so 'gifted' 'endowed' i'm not sure which word is best. well anyway something that good needed to be shared oout with a select few." as she spoke and pulled katrina across the floor to where she sensed andrius was, her words seemed to sparkle with glamour as if the very thought of him excited her, but truthfully her words were carried to andrius' ears so he would know what position she had presented him from.

[hiero]

Andrius Stood beforethe door to Katrinas suite. He gently rocked to the beat of the music. he straightened the hem of his shirt. He moved and adjusted his cloak. Little movements that issued a subtle message that he lived and breathed; that his was as normal as the next man. he could have easily stood for hours as still as the grave orsome chiseled stone. He instead fidgeted and motioned so that to anything more than an experts targeted inspection he'd be seen as mortal. It was a ruse that he would play to the hilt. It was of penultimate importance that it was successful.

He had plans the likes of which the council hadn't witnessed in millenia. his mind filled with thoughts best left unspoken until all of the pieces were in place Andrius was struck full force by the approach of both Kat and Sorcha. It was a stirring vision. Both women moved with a grace that could be defined as feline. Each a study in grace. The agape mouths of the onlookers was to be exepected. If Andrius hadn't such complete control of himselfhe might would've been a victim as well. Taking a few seconds to admire the vision of the two women Andrius smiled a completely natural true smile. He may have been dead longer than Aramiac but the image was even moving to ones heart that didn't beat.

Diverting the less than wholesome images that rushed throughhis mind Andrius inclined his head. Bowing was sign of submisiion to those who coveted such things. Andirus was not declaring a total domination by them but instead humbling himself before their beauty. It was a small gesture but one he was sure that Sorcha caught. " My dear ladies your timing is impeccable... I beleive that it is near enough to your appointment..."

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As was no doubt his inent Sorcha caught his generous bow and was able to interpret the meaning behind it. She gave him a smile that was so far beyond dazzeling as to be nearly blinding, but there was more to it than just simple beauty. Running deep beneatht the surface of her beaming expression was powerful emotion which blended seemlessly into her glamour, and Andrius knew if lived ten thousand years more he would never see another smile that was half it's equal. Were his heart still beating he had no doubt that it would be racing to supply blood to all the most embarassing places in his body that blood could collect in a man. Sliding forward as if she were gliding on ice her arm snaked up and around his neck she pulled him down so she could give him a sweet kiss on the cheek, her skin was cold but not like the dead, it cold like a fresh winter's day or like crystal clear ice water from the deepest parts of the earth.

"My dear Andy, look and see what I have brought you, this new toy is very fun. She tells me that in Detroit they are not much for dancing, a waste, if anyone were to ask me I think she needs a change of direction in her destiny."

slidingh her arm from around Andrius's shoulders she moved and spun away from him so fast that they both lost sight of her for a moment. Sorcha came to a stop beside Kat and wrapped her arm around her corsetted waist pulling them close together, a move that coaxed a soft moan and a powerful wave of lust to exude from the gathered herd.

"Now do you think anyone would mind if i sat in on the meeting? I can't help but find all the commings and goings of vampires fascinating and would just love to be there for this interlude." She gave him another smile that made all but impossible to not laugh at her look of false innocence, she even topped it off with some rapid and adorable blinking of her eyes. "unless of course is talk best done in private in which case i'll go find some other amusement for the time." now she made a pouty face even more hilarous then her innocent one. at which point even she could no longer take and she began to laugh at herself.

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Katrina moved with all the grace of a dancer from the Russian ballet company, or a student of juliart. The corset she lent her a gliding quality that almost seemed to cast the illusion that she floated along the ground keeping up with Sorcha whom would be dragging her if she didn’t.

She glided to a stop in front of Andrius, a soft rippling laugh poured from her throat. And a smiled light her face. You could almost assume that Katrina was showing real emotion. “Sorcha” The name rolled from Katrina’s lips and tongue with the warm silky caress that could warm the flesh. “Its been soo very long to encounter someone else with such a passion for dancing. Things in Detroit are somewhat stuffy. Their collars are a little to starched still.”

Katrina turned her head focusing on Andrius. “So its time then.” Her eyes flashing like dark emeralds. One could almost see a hint of what she may have been like once before she was turned. Something easily thrummed inside her. One could not be certain what it was. Because it wasn’t based in thought. And though her shields of her mind were formidable they could slip under duress.

She settled easily into a composed state. Smoothing her skirt adjusting a curl and correcting the netting the drifted lazily across her face. She allowed a soft smile to brush her lips as she poured a blush into the flesh of her face. Bringing a little of the living to her skin tone giving her a more delicate appearance.

Katrina turned her gaze to Sorcha when she requested almost begging really to sit in on the audience with the master of the City. "I have no say in the matter. And sometimes things can become hostile from my own experiences in the Chambers of Detroit."

She looked to Andrius. Wondering if he would grant this boon Sorcha requested of him.

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Andrius gave pause to what would naturally flow from his lips as Master and scaled things back to one of a beguiled mortal. He allowed his mouth to hang open with weight of his lust. His left hand seemingly of its own mind drifted to his lips. As if bytouch he could recapture the feeling of Sorchas lips upon his own. Giving his head a casual shake Andrius shored up his facade as if he'd been caught withhis fly poen he sputtered a response before righting himself.

" I can't say that you might or might not my lady Sorcha. Maybe it would better if you asked the master in private. I beleive Sion might have concluded his business with Jonas."

Andrius looked to Katrina staring at her nose and mouth to avoid eye-contact. " I was summoned to retreive you so that is a safe assumption."

Andrius could kick himself for having created this ruse. It was useful however he would much rather be done with this now. His hands burned to cool themselves against the smooth skin of Sorcha's flesh. His lips cracked from a dryness that only her kiss could soothe. After all these years of taking what was his due and more he ached quietly to to give until it hurt. Oh the things he would do and have done.

But first business. Leading the ladies toward Sion Andrisu sent a brush of power along before them. It wouldn't do for Sion to be mid speech upon there arrival. Along with the warning tof their approach Sion sent instructions as to how best to handle the next few moments.

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Sion kept from shakinghis head at Andrius's orders. As was his way he'd left Sion holding the bag. What a bag it was the man before him was a true evil and he was to reign him in or cast him out. Likely as it was for pigs to soar through the sky than Sion make it out of this in one undead piece. Sion was sure that andrius knew as much. he hated that the other vampires way of instruction was through repated trauma. It worked but it left scars if you survived. So here goes nothing. Sion looked pointedly at the vampire before him. " You must be oathed and follow my word as if your life depends on it as it does. If this is something you can notor will not do then leave now. If you are willing to forsake all of your bonds then you are welcome to stay as a member of the Hyksos Kubris Kiss." Sion did his best to affect the stillness that the truly old could summon. As he felt the shadow of life still on him he altered the illusion that Jonas was receiving to show just that.

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Lynn made a beeline to the masters human servant and the two beautiful women accompanying him. They moved as gracefully as snowflakes. THe were striking and she knew they were deadly. The women had the attention of every male within sight even the masters servant was taken by them. Lynn needed an audience withthe Master. An official audience was needed as all of their correspondence had been written or via phone. Now was as good a time as ever. If she were to protect herniece she would need recognized official sanction. Stepping into the path of the servant and his company. "I need to see the Master of the City. Its urgent. I'm sorry ladies but this is of the utmost concern."

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Sorcha stood up alittle taller, angered at the impudence that someone dare interfere with her fun. She could feel the power of her magic rising up in side her, and the water pipes began to groan slightly against the strain of water trying to escape. It only took her a moment to curtail that as she didn't want cause Andrius any trouble, especially not tonight when things were shaping up to be so interesting. Exhaling a long musical sigh she began to size up the woman before her, taking in her posture and the feel of her aura, vampires were so easy to pick out the way death clung to their immortality. It took Sorcha almost no time to come to her conclusions about her, which she choose to keep to herself. Sorcha slide her cool hand into Andrius's and she leaned up and kissed him on the cheek, her sweet perfumes washed over him like the smoothest of silks.

"whatever you think is is best my warrior I will wait all night for you to finish your bussiness if i must" her thoughts slid into his head when she kissed him. She pulled back and smiled to him in a heartrenchingly beautiful way.