<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/01/1314109481901.jpg)</div><strong>Joanna Kyleson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=199856.msg9761793#msg9761793) - Follower of Set - Appearance 3 - Status 1 - Blush of Health</strong><br/><br/>One of the more beneficial things about this particular Prince was his brevity.  She'd heard horror stories from other Setites about Princes who enjoyed the sound of their own voice so much that an entire night might be wasted in Elysium.  DC had strengths and weaknesses, but the actual chance to socialize instead of just listen was certainly a perk.<br/><br/>Once the formal side of Elysium ended, Joanna's posture relaxed ever so faintly noticeably, as if her spine slipped from a strong oak stick to a more seductive willow branch.  The gentle rising of her body as she stood exacerbated the difference, as if to suggest that work was over and one could now relax.  It seemed to be her own way of showing tribute for as long as the Prince remained in attendance.<br/><br/>She soon noticed that one of the Nosferatu had strayed from the group.  Being from one of the clans that had a less than welcoming reception in the Camarilla, she had her own way of understanding what it meant to be shunned and having an interest in fitting in however you could.  It wasn't surprising that one would leave the company of his clan in an interest of acquiring other affiliations in a place where their very presence wasn't a Masquerade violation.<br/><br/>Nosferatu offered a freedom in a discussion all its own, since they rarely held the hangups of appearance for very long.  Far too many men and women needed the reassurance about their own appearance...including, admittedly, herself.  Not being expected to coax a physical ego was a minor blessing all its own.<br/><br/>She slid down into the seat from the row behind in a motion that might seem indecent were her dress shorter than its current shin length.  She offered Norman a smile, saying, "Hello, I don't think we've been properly introduced yet.  I'm Joanna Kyleson."  The next few words held a faint facial twitch of trepidation, her smile slipping away perhaps either in expectation for being outright shunned or as a conditioned response from just that happening far too often.  "Follower of Set."  Those words out, her smile rapidly returned.