<strong>Vanessa</strong><br/><br/><em>Technically Vanessa can’t do this without a specific gift that only crescent moons have. However sometimes and in certain circumstances rules can be broken or bent briefly.</em><br/><br/>Vanessa struggled for some time to pierce past the veil, however as it was not a gift her auspice could possess it of course was somewhat difficult and her view was somewhat misty and blurred, offering a slight sensation of nausea which was to be expected. However perhaps it was worth it in the reflection of the pictures even though it was dark here Vanessa was aware of a man in an old fashioned army uniform. He was smoking a self rolled cigarette and whistling to himself. His hand reached up and touched one of the photographs, though here in the hisil it was different somehow, though Vanessa’s view was not clear enough to see why.<br/><br/><strong>Felicity</strong><br/><br/>Of course Cath was not an Uratha she was ‘just’ blooded, however one could be forgiven for imagining she was in many respects she behaved very like them for she had lived around them for much of her life. Cath smiled at the dusky seducer and of course in many ways appreciated the woman for what she was how could this tall strong woman not. Thus she danced a little and was certainly a woman who could, and was a woman with much passion and warmth. She accepted the kiss willingly, however she could accept no more.  The blooded woman watched as Felicity offered enticement towards another more fitting of the fairest ones attentions Cath went to slip off, but politely too. “I ‘ave a lot to do luv...and I need to see a man about a dog.” There was a smile on her face as she moved through the crowd towards Alan and the rather more smartly dressed gentleman.<br/><br/>The crowd continued to enjoy the wonderful performance that Felicity offered, and in her turn she was able to entice many to dance and enjoy the somewhat rustic music , young and old were filled with such pleasure. For now all seemed well with the world.<br/><br/><strong>Sam</strong><br/><br/>The woman tilted her head and narrowed her eyes studying the Bone Shadow, and his stance, she too was relaxed after all her pack was here and as yet it appeared this one was alone, but one could never be too careful. Still he appeared amusing and had something of a spark. He was offered a half smile.<br/><br/>Taking the Jelly Baby the smile grew just a little, “So do you bite off the head or the feet first? Apparently you can tell a lot about a person from that.” Her voice remained soft and smooth. After a pause to finish of the sweet  The woman spoke again, “So this old friend, would you mind telling me who it might have been. We have to be careful you know, we can’t just let anyone into the party.”<br/><br/>Her smile remained, and the Urathu did not appear to be aggressive. Though as Sam knew well that could change very quickly.<br/><br/><br/><strong>Betty</strong><br/><br/>Betty had been to this place before, though in very different circumstances, and these new ones were possibly not to her liking. Graham had asked the woman to wait in his now fixed Land Rover whilst he went and spoke to Alan and then Cath. She had met both of them briefly before as well as meeting Alice.<br/><br/>She was able to watch the rather lively party which was unfolding in so many colours about the pub, and the area around it. There was a certain enticing atmosphere spilling over and touching even as far out as the space that Graham had parked. Laura his wife had gone with them but she had ended up taking the kids out to go and play with some of their friends from the Vagabonds. Thus Betty was alone for the time...waiting.<br/><br/>Though there was what appeared to be complete Chaos here, at least to the naked eye somehow she was able to catch glimpses of order and pattern, and the more Betty watched the more she could somehow see method in the madness that appeared to ensue all about her.<br/><br/>After a little time Graham returned  and gestured for her to follow him so that she might speak to both Alan and Cath.<br/><br/><br/><br/>