Elysium

[Archon Hamilton]

Archon walked into the Gallery with Mirella on his arm. He was wearing an expensive blue suit that was tailored to fit his form. His black tie fit perfectly down the center. His hair slicked back with oil as was his fashion. Archon could not help but look around in awe the pieces of art displayed here. These were Ambrogio's works and wow, what works they were at that. True a tad more macabre than Archon would normally go for, but their masterful work and how they spok me to the soul and just seemed to lure you in was with out mistake.

"Mirella, your Sire truly has a gift with putting brush to to canvas. I see now where you get your skill from. These paintings are as nearly breathtaking as you are my dear." Archon said admiring the paintings and Mirella.

"Most kind of you to say my dear boy. And welcome one and all to my galla! I am oh so happy that you came. Every painting that you see if for sell. So please feel free and buy them up!" Ambrogio told them making a grand gesture with his hands. On each side of him there was a person on his arms. On his left was a handsome young man and on his right was a beautiful young woman. They seemed to be in love with Ambrogio as much as they were with each other.

Archon smiled at Ambrogio. "Less kindness and more truth in my words Sir. These are delightful! It must have taken you years to make these." Archon stated in awe

Amrogio laughed flamboyantly waving his wrist. "Actually my dear Arco it took me five nights and the blood of one of the fae folk. What a very interesting five nights. Fae blood, stay way from that. Potent stuff. It like acid for Kindred." Amrogio said shaking his head and giving a rather passionate kiss to each of his arm decorations.

[Keira Kelly]

Mirella had been studying the paintings closely but turned upon hearing her Sire's voice. "Mio padre! Wonderous work, as always! Of course, we have come; how could we not? It would have been a crime to have missed this show!" she exclaimed with a smile. She would have gone up to and greeter her Sire properly but for the two hanging off his arms. She wasn't sure if they were Kindred or Kine but decided it best to play it safe despite Ambrogio's more flagrant talk of the preternatural world.

She decided to change the subject. She pointed to a group standing at the opposite end of they hall in which they currently stood. It was Keira, Sindri, Marie and Aynn.

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Keira stood staring at the painting before her. It was an abstract, dark but with colours of reds, greens and blues showing through. She was quite taken with it, looking at it she felt as if the work expressed a sense of loss yet there was an aspect of hope to it as well. It spoke to her. It didn't hurt that she also loved the colours that had been used in the piece. She looked down at the price tag below it.

"What do you think, Cy? Think this would work well in my office?" she asked but only received a grunt in return. Sindri was not much a connoisseur of fine art and didn't pretend to be either. Keira glanced back to Marie and both quietly giggled as the Malkavian walked over and sat down on one of the many benches. Keira looked back to the painting, and wondered who she would have to talk to about purchasing it.

[rivaan]

Jane

“You sure love your job, don’t ya.” The Gangrel gave Anna a big smile. Jane liked this place and liked Anna too. She seemed like a very nice person at the very least.
As she was handling the drinks to the customers, Jane saw a familiar face among the crowd. It was Vincent and he didn’t look too well. His every movement and his eyes looked empty. This was going to be amusing. To see a kine look alike of a very old vampire did happen from time to time, but that was how the world was.

Vincent

The world was entirely made of shades right now. He could even recognize a single color in this gray world. Since that time when Winters died, Vincent lost his last reason to move. If it wasn’t for revenge, then for what reason he should move for? His purpose was over and the end of his existence was probably better than this hollow thing he called “living” right now. Moving like on some kind of programmed actions he went to Keira’s club. There was no music, nor people for his senses. Slowly reaching the bar, he asked for a drink.

“What should it be? Vodka, whiskey, gin, beer or something else?” He heard almost familiar voice and looked up. His empty gray mind suddenly filled with all of the music and color lights that were in the club. There she was right in front of him. “Elisabeth…” he began, but the woman stopped him.” You’ve got the wrong person. My name is Jane and if you drink the special ask the head bartender.” the woman replied and began serving the drinks of the other customers.

Trying to calm down, he went to the head bartender. She was kindred alright, but that woman… she looked so much like his sire. Vincent looked at her direction one more time, but she didn’t look like a vampire. Her skin was with normal color and she was breathing normally. As he ordered a drink, he took Elisabeth’s photo out and looked at it. No matter how much times he looked at them. The human at the bar looked so much like her. Almost as if they were sisters. “Say, do you think that the woman on the photo looks like that one?” He asked the kindred in front of him and pointed towards Jane.

[Keira Kelly]

Anna reached down to the little fridge, grabbing the special decanter and began to pour the thick, dark liquid into a glass for the very confused looking Kindred on the other side of the bar. She raised an eyebrow when he showed her the image, asking her conclusion. She put the decanter down on the wooden surface as she looked closely at the picture. "I do see a resemblance." she said, glancing at her new hire further down behind the bar. Anna didn't say anything else; she had learned long ago it was best for Kindred not to get involved with Kine... a lesson she had learned well.

[rivaan]

Vincent

“I see. Thank you for the opinion.” he replied and took his drink. If before his mind was completely empty and devoid of thoughts, then now in his mind was complete chaos. So many questions were coming in mind and so little answers. Who was she? Where did she come from? Does she knows of Elisabeth? Well the last one was probably too impossible. This woman looked in the beginning of her twenties so when his sire was still around she was still just a child. Among all that the thing that bugged him the most was the resemblance. When he was finished with his drink he paid the bill and left the club. He needed to clear his thoughts and think. “I will try to talk with her later…” he thought walking down the dark streets.

Jane

After Vincent left, he was clearly in better condition than when he came. At the very least he had some fire in his eyes and it was almost amusing to see his confused face. “Now that was very strange. He seemed to have gotten the wrong person.” Jane said looking after Vincent as he was leaving the club.” He seems like a nice man though. You think he will come again? I surely hope so because I hope to get his number.” The Gangrel giggled like a little girl. This was going to be a very entertaining game.

[Keira Kelly]

Anna looked over to the new employee with a slightly confused expression and shrugged. "I'd imagine he will be back. He has been here a few times before." she told Jane. "He at least seemed to be interested in you so it wouldn't surprise me." replied the Ventrue. She gave Jane an odd look though at the other's fit of giggles. Odd girl.

[rivaan]

“I see, that is good to hear.” Jane replied and smiled at Anna. At the same tome some more orders came and the Gangrel had to take care of them. “There you go.” she gave the customer a big smile. It was quite the good looking man, but then again she was at work so she quickly continued with the orders.” I’ve been here for a while now and the orders don’t even slow down. Is it like this all of the time or just tonight?” Jane asked as she was getting kind of curious about her new job(that was if she was going to keep it(OOC:lol)).

[Keira Kelly]

Anna gave Jane a bit of a beleaguered expression. "It will likely slow down after 2 or 3 am but until then.. it's often like this, and worse on weekends. The price of having a good business, hmm?" she said, as she mixed a drink, adding some ice cubes before handing it to the waiting customer.

"Is it too much for you or are you up to the challenege?" she asked with a raised eyebrow and a hint of smile. "You've been doing quite well so far..."

[rivaan]

“Hmmmm…” Jane gave Anna a provocative smile.” Of course I’m up to the challenge. I was just asking to know because I wanted to know more about the work I will be doing for a while.” The Gangerel responded to clear her intention to work here.” Besides I’ve done a lot more tiring jobs before this.” Jane was already fired up.

” Ohh the special? Over there to the head bartender.” Jane redirected another kindred. Although this one seemed kind with one foot in fairy land. Did this guy drink too much blood from drunks or something?” Say those bands that play here, are they chosen directly by the owner? Because I’m very impressed to say at the very least.”

[Keira Kelly]

Anna nodded in response. "Keira picks all the bands and approves all the music played at the club." she answered. "In fact, a fair number of the bands that do play here she mentors as well and acts as a music producer for them if they so choose. She does know her music." Anna agreed.

She vaguely wondered if she'd have to deflect the questions that rose up among the employees every so often about Keira's history. She'd had to use her own skills of dominate a few times, just to convince said employee that it wasn't the same person they recognized from two decades before. When Keira was present at the club, it was usually dark enough that the average patron took no noticed to the group who customarily sat in the one booth, but Anna had found it prudent to keep a closer eye on the Kine staff.