The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)
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				Title: <strong>The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Korbl</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 23:20:13</strong>
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				The bar is a secret, at least to the mundanes. It takes the special sight of a supernatural to even tell it's something special.<br><br>To mortal eyes, it looks like the same kind of hole in the wall dive that only stays open because a few devoted clientele spend there lives there, and no one else is needed or welcome.<br><br>But to the eyes of the supernatural, it's a beacon. It's wards and guards shine brightly telling supernaturals it's a place to go, get a drink, and let the hiding and feuding be set aside, even if just for an evening.<br><br>An old demon runs it, says he acquired the bar when he possessed the body of the owner long ago, when a suicide attempt left the vessel open.<br><br>The old place is a dump from the outside, all the better to hide it's uniqueness. But on the inside, it's full of lush fabric and strong leather upholstry, hard wood bar and tables, and chairs of wrought iron.<br><br>A bouncer, hirsuite and muscular, stands at the door, and nods as people come in, keeping an eye out for foolish mortals, and scaring them off when they come too close.<br><br><br>((alright people, have fun. you certainly can start fights in character, but well, that's why the bouncer's there...))
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strangelildedgrl</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 02:30:27</strong>
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				At the end of the bar, the girl sits alone.&nbsp; Her colorful hair falls down her back as she leans over her cellphone.&nbsp; Muttering to herself, "Where is everyone?"&nbsp; She looks to the bartender.&nbsp; "Um, could I get the 'house' special please?"&nbsp; She turns on her stool and watches the sparse crowd.&nbsp; <em>No sign...no sign at all.</em>&nbsp; Again, she looks to her phone.&nbsp; Still nothing.&nbsp; She looks over her shoulder and sees the dark glass.&nbsp; The girl picks up the glass, feeling the warmth of the liquid contained inside.&nbsp; Slowly, she lifts the glass to her blue tinted lips and sips at the thick liquid.&nbsp; "Mmmmm....very tasty indeed."&nbsp; She crosses her fishnet clad legs, waiting to see if anyone shows.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueMary</strong> on <strong>30-03-2009, 06:33:01</strong>
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				A frail looking girl with thin, black rimmed glassed backs through the door with her arms full of notebooks.&nbsp; Her hair is put up in a messy ponytail that seems to accent the general punk-who-cares look.&nbsp; Black and gray striped stockings, boots, plaid skirt down to her knees and a well loved olive drab jacket with the name "Kennedy" stitched across the left breast covering a simple white t-shirt completed the look.&nbsp; She offered the bartender and girl a pleasant smile and wave before walking over to a booth to scoot into.&nbsp; The table is soon littered with notes.<br><br>Kennedy spends a half a second to organize the stray bits of paper before scooting out and walking to the bar. "Heya Scratch!" She grinned&nbsp; waved a hand to scoot a barstool out. "How about...I dunno.&nbsp; Something darkish and beer-ish."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Korbl</strong> on <strong>30-03-2009, 06:48:44</strong>
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				<strong>"No problem, sunshine."</strong> the man behind the bar replied, he put down the towel he had been wiping the bar with before grabbing a glass from a shelf above the bar, he filled it with a black liquid from an unlabeled tap on the bar, leaving a thick foam head on the top. <strong>"Here you go babe, it's a new homebrew from one of the other guys."</strong> It's a heavy, sweet beer with hints of oak and apple to it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strangelildedgrl</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 16:30:14</strong>
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				She looks to the bookworm then to the bartender and sighs.&nbsp; The glance at her cellphone offers her even less consolation.&nbsp; She pulls up from under the bar ledge a lunchbox with random images covering it, opens it up and tosses in her phone...making a large clanking noise.&nbsp; In one speedy gulp she finishes her drink and waves the bartender over.&nbsp; "Could I please get another?&nbsp; Make it a double..."&nbsp; She slides a card to the bartender with her name on it, <em>Zola Giovanni</em>.&nbsp; "There, I'm good for it.&nbsp; If I don't pay my tab, you can take it up with my family."&nbsp; A sweet smile emerges on her lips as she whispers to him, "But please, let's not let my identity spread too far.&nbsp; I like to be incognito..."&nbsp; She winks at him and smirks, her rainbow dreads falling around her face prettily.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 22:17:36</strong>
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				(http://images.easyart.com/i/prints/rw/lg/2/4/Celebrity-Image-Johnny-Depp-243627.jpg)<br><br>The young man - he couldn't be more than twenty-eight or twenty-nine - known to some in the city as Rafe came into the bar a short time <em>before</em> sunset.&nbsp; He'd been sitting in a corner, quietly thinking to himself and nursing a light beer, when the others entered.&nbsp; Thus he hadn't noticed them at first.&nbsp; His punk shirt (The Ramones tonight) and knee length coat stood out to the city's vampiric population.&nbsp; Rafe was well known as a young vamp commonly seen in the company of the businessman Reginald Dixon.&nbsp; It was said that he and his gang had been hired to provide security for the older vampire for some reason.<br><br>For the time being, he glanced over the new patrons.&nbsp; Since he didn't recognize anyone immediately, Rafe remained in his corner and observed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Korbl</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 04:04:34</strong>
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				<strong>"I'm sure they will, even if not happily."</strong> the bartender replied to the young women, knowing full well how vampire society operated from running the bar for so long.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>06-04-2009, 03:28:06</strong>
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				A man walked into the bar, looking a bit overdressed even for the rather brisk weather outside the door.&nbsp; His clothing looks as though it might have once been of refined tastes, but now only rough stitching, split threads, and worn out patches catch the eye.&nbsp; His coat looks as though it may have enough pockets to carry away an entire house, bit by bit, and a brown fedora sits not-so-firmly upon his head.&nbsp; The brim has seen its better days, now utterly limp from overuse.&nbsp; Despite the other layers he has on, the fellow has curiously decided to wear ordinary flip flops on his overlarge feet.<br><br>He shuffles over to the bar with a bit of an odd gait, as though he knows quite well <em>how</em> to walk but can't quite put that knowledge to good use.&nbsp; A relieved sigh escapes him as he settles onto a stool by Zola, likely glad to finally rest his weary legs.&nbsp; There's something immediately off about him, particularly his face.&nbsp; He certainly has a peculiar sort of handsomeness about him, as though a painter set out to create an attractive guise but accidentally exaggerated in all the wrong places.&nbsp; Eyes a smidge too far apart, a mouth just a bit too wide, and a nose just a centimeter crooked.&nbsp; Add in the habitual slouch of his shoulders and you have an individual whose blood certainly hasn't been kind to him.<br><br>He raises a finger towards the bartender and smiles cheerfully, showing teeth that seem just a mite too sharp.&nbsp; "Yes, might I have a glass of water, please!&nbsp; Oh, and a pitcher, if you have a spare.&nbsp; And...perhaps a salt shaker?"&nbsp; A sheepish look crosses his face.&nbsp; "Sorry if I'm a bit...particular."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Korbl</strong> on <strong>06-04-2009, 05:03:35</strong>
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				the bartender hands the man the requested items, eying him curiously.<br><br>not long after, another man, short and lithe, with a beak of a nose, walked through the door, looking around, at everything and everyone. His clothes were disheveled, and over his shoulder was slung what looked like a curtain.<br><br>He took a seat at a table, and rummaged around in his bag, pulling out a few random bits of junk.<br><br>A waitress came over to his table<br><strong>"What can I get for you, hon?"</strong><br>The man looked at her puzzled a second, thought, and then just looked at her again.<br><strong>"I'll just bring you a beer."</strong> she said, walking away.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>06-04-2009, 05:33:39</strong>
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				The man tipped his hat gratefully and began shaking a liberal amount of salt into his glass.&nbsp; After stirring it for a few moments with his finger he gulps it down bit by bit, ending with a pleased sigh.&nbsp; "Ahhh...truly there's nothing quite so refreshing..."<br><br>With a pleasant look he surveyed the room, a bit eager to make the acquaintances of any regulars.&nbsp; The idea of the Club had excited his curiosity.&nbsp; Isolation was a truly hideous thing, especially when in a crowd.&nbsp; Here though, there were individuals who might very well share his social troubles.&nbsp; Vampires would certainly be the most common among them, though even they found trouble assimilating in modern society.&nbsp; At least he could wander about freely when the sun was high in the sky.<br><br>After a moment he notices Zola, or at least the shocking palette of her dreadlocks.&nbsp; His face broke into another broad smile.&nbsp; "What a grand display, madam!&nbsp; I don't think I've ever encountered such a...curious hairstyle!&nbsp; I admire the sort of dedication it must have taken to get everything working just right."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>07-04-2009, 18:26:42</strong>
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				Coming back to the present, Rafe spotted the other people at the bar.&nbsp; Since information was power and even currency, he rose from his table and took a seat at the end of the bar.&nbsp; His drink came along with him.&nbsp; Hell, the place existed for socializing, relaxation, and information.&nbsp; Not that his kind were known for being the most political, intellectual, or whatnot.&nbsp; Or so most people believed.<br><br>He nodded to Zola, recognizing another of his kind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strangelildedgrl</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 16:22:03</strong>
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				Zola nods to the other kindred as she turns to the otherworldly one next to her. Her violet eyes meet up with the strangers and she smiles, her pretty face lighting up with his compliment.&nbsp; "Why, thank you sir!&nbsp; I love when someone notices my work."&nbsp; She runs her fingers through her dreads, twirling one of them between her fingers as she plays coy.&nbsp; She occasionally throws a sly glance over to the other kindred as he nurses his drink at the end of the bar.&nbsp; She extends her hand to the one who complimented her and smiles.&nbsp; "Hi!&nbsp; I'm Zola...You are?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 16:36:22</strong>
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				The man shakes it once politely, smiling right back.&nbsp; "The name's Arvel.&nbsp; Overjoyed to make your acquaintance, madame Zola!"&nbsp; He took a small glanced around the club.&nbsp; "Do you come here very often?&nbsp; I must confess it's rather...overwhelming."<br><br>He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, looking a bit sheepish.&nbsp; "It's a bit difficult finding social situations with non-humans...that don't end in bloodshed, of course.&nbsp; Particularly these days, and in the cities.&nbsp; Mostly vampires and Bonechewers from the looks of things.&nbsp; Haven't had much cause to deal with either very often."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strangelildedgrl</strong> on <strong>09-04-2009, 01:25:21</strong>
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				"Nice to meet ya, Arvel!&nbsp; Yeah, um, nah...I'm new to the place too.&nbsp; Was supposed to meet someone, but I have a feelin' I'm screwed."&nbsp; She turns to him and smiles, "You should be okay here.&nbsp; I think they've called this neutral ground.&nbsp; We couldn't attack each other here even if we wanted to.&nbsp; Luckily, that's not my goal this evening."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>09-04-2009, 01:32:08</strong>
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				His drink finished, Rafe signaled for another.&nbsp; He had a regular set of preferred drinks that the bartenders knew, and cycled through randomly, at his request.&nbsp; All unadulterated.&nbsp; He knew that drinking unaltered beers and other things, even eating stuff, disturbed others of his kind.&nbsp; Which was quite all right.<br><br>Thinking of which, he nibbled on a few bar pretzels while the bartender took care of his drink.<br><br>And he listened, occasionally flicking an eye toward the other barflies.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueMary</strong> on <strong>09-04-2009, 01:35:13</strong>
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				Kennedy snickered and sets her beer down.&nbsp; "Heh!&nbsp; Can't a few of us be nerds of the arcane?" She grinned and slid the money for the beer across the counter top. "We can't all be hairy and/or undead, can we?"<br><br>"And I'm sure we could have a nice fight, but I think Tiny over there," she says with an indication toward the bouncer, "would have us out on the street in short order."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>09-04-2009, 01:49:12</strong>
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				Arvel looks between Kennedy and Zola with a relieved look.&nbsp; "Oh wonderful...&nbsp; And Miss," he added to Kennedy, "I'm certain we can be above discrimination here!&nbsp; If it helps, I'm neither undead nor hairy!&nbsp; Though I do have my own set of...unfortunate problems to deal with."<br><br>He took another long gulp from his glass, polishing off the salt water in short order.&nbsp; "Though, I don't foresee them arising in such a lovely establishment as this.&nbsp; I made sure to eat before coming here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strangelildedgrl</strong> on <strong>09-04-2009, 16:35:52</strong>
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				"Who's to say who is a nerd of the arcane.&nbsp; You don't know what I'm into..." a mischievous grin slowly appears on her lips.&nbsp; "Careful with your assumptions, young one."&nbsp; Zola's cheerful demeanor darkened for a second when looking at the mage, but the look quickly faded as another drink appeared without asking.&nbsp; A sigh escapes her lips, merely for dramatic effect, and she begins to look around.&nbsp; Her eyes meet the other kindred's again briefly as she scans for a jukebox.&nbsp; "Gah, this place needs some tunage...severely!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>20-04-2009, 19:40:37</strong>
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				At his part of the bar, Raphe chuckled, "I knew a mage once . . . damn fool nearly blew himself up a few times."&nbsp; He took a long pull on his drink after the statement.&nbsp; His eyes remained on the mortals at the bar rather than the woman heading for the music.<br><br>Of course, he still knew the mage.&nbsp; Somewhere in Europe these days.&nbsp; Or so the official word went.&nbsp; Not that he was supposed to know.&nbsp; At least not according to most folks in the city.&nbsp; But everyone had their little secrets.&nbsp; Some little secrets were just a bit bigger than others.<br><br>(OOC: Trying to inject a bit of life into the thread)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>20-04-2009, 19:46:24</strong>
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				Arvel sighed and starting mixing up another batch of salt water.&nbsp; "Terrible thing, that.&nbsp; Arcane magic makes me...uncomfortable.&nbsp; It just isn't natural!"<br><br>He threw an apologetic glance at Kennedy.&nbsp; "Not that I think <em>you're</em> unnatural, Miss!&nbsp; I just tend to frown upon such forces.&nbsp; Many of them simply aren't meant to be tapped into, not by mortals or...other things.&nbsp; For the good of the planet, you see."&nbsp; He punctuated the assertion by nodding and downing another gulp of water.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strangelildedgrl</strong> on <strong>21-04-2009, 14:30:57</strong>
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				Zola laughs at Arvel's backpedaling as she makes her way to the front bar's jukebox.&nbsp; She pops in a ten and begins to have far too much fun picking out the evening's soundtrack.&nbsp; "Hey, any of yous wanna pick a few tunes?&nbsp; Either that, or I subject ya to my flavor of entertainment all night..."&nbsp; She giggles, slightly manically, as she flips through the pages of music.&nbsp; She bites her lower lip, letting one of her fangs show just a little.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>21-04-2009, 18:05:54</strong>
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				Arvel smiled hesitantly.&nbsp; "Well, I'm sure whatever you choose will be quite satisfactory, Madame!&nbsp; I'm always for trying out new things, and I suppose a bit of variety never hurt anyone.
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				Post by: <strong>Strangelildedgrl</strong> on <strong>22-04-2009, 16:34:50</strong>
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				Zola turns around, leaning against the jukebox.&nbsp; She smiles wickedly at Arvel.&nbsp; "Oh, how true that is, my friend...How true that is."&nbsp; Her eyes flash deviously as her mind races a moment.&nbsp; "Variety is the spice of life...and afterlife."
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				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>22-04-2009, 18:31:19</strong>
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				"Oh, well, I wouldn't really know about the <em>latter</em> myself, Madame, but I can certainly attest to the former!" he agreed with a warm look.&nbsp; "Why else come to a little hole in the wall like this, if not to socialize with those you couldn't elsewhere?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>22-04-2009, 20:58:31</strong>
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				Finishing off his drink, Rafe merely smiled at the others.&nbsp; His temporary purpose was done.&nbsp; After all, if people stopped talking, then his real reason for coming to the bar every couple nights was a failure.&nbsp; Someone once said you could get the pulse of a civilization from its coffeehouses and bars.&nbsp; Here, he thought, you could say the same, for several civilizations.
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				Post by: <strong>Strangelildedgrl</strong> on <strong>23-04-2009, 03:44:54</strong>
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				Zola's smile turns warm.&nbsp; "So true...even those of my own kind have issues with me...and my family."&nbsp; She sighs heavily and walks back to the bar, leaving money in the jukebox for others to play with.&nbsp; She shoots a look over to the quiet one who just finished his drink.&nbsp; "Hey, stranger...want another?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>23-04-2009, 18:02:47</strong>
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				The man nodded.<br><br>"Rafe," he said and gave another nod to the bartender.&nbsp; Free drinks were nothing to turn down.&nbsp; He absently wondered if she'd recognize the name.&nbsp; After all, it wasn't like he hid himself.&nbsp; At least not everything about himself.&nbsp; His boss was probably better known, especially among the business types.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strangelildedgrl</strong> on <strong>23-04-2009, 18:07:35</strong>
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				"Hi, Rafe, I'm Zola...The new kid in town, so to speak."&nbsp; When the bartender puts up Rafe's drink, she grabs it and walks over to his corner of the bar.&nbsp; "Mind if I join ya?&nbsp; Mebbe you can give me the rundown of this place."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>23-04-2009, 19:38:07</strong>
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				The other vamp nodded both his thanks and agreement.<br><br>"That could probably be arranged," he replied, taking a brief pull on the unadulterated beer, "Assuming you're not interested in the big social spots . . . the safe houses, as it were.&nbsp; Boss rarely goes around those areas, too many artistes, if you catch my drift."<br><br>Or something like that.&nbsp; Less time directly at the houses of fake faces and false pretenses, the less others discovered.&nbsp; And there were other, better, and more reliable means of discovering the information that passed through the 'hallowed halls' of Elysium.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strangelildedgrl</strong> on <strong>23-04-2009, 23:53:43</strong>
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				"Nah, if'n I wanna go dancin, I'll just go...I know I gotta talk to the Don before I go munchin around this place."&nbsp; Zola drinks deep.&nbsp; "Boss, you say?&nbsp; Is he...'family'?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 03:54:02</strong>
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				Rafe chuckled.&nbsp; Someone after his own heart, after a fashion.&nbsp; And from the sounds of it a much younger heart.&nbsp; Technically, he himself had never been Presented . . . at least not as he truly was. <br><br>"Depends," he replied aloud, "He's definitely old money.&nbsp; Family's got a couple small castles across the pond.&nbsp; And some interests here.&nbsp; Truth be told, I don't get paid to pay much attention to his comings and goings, excepting as it pertains to securing his person."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strangelildedgrl</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 15:16:07</strong>
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				"Ah, gotcha."&nbsp; Zola smiles warmly at Rafe, slightly saddened that she has still to meet the Giovanni of the city.&nbsp; "Say, Rafe, ya know if there are any..." her voice drops to a whisper, "Giovanni in town here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 19:28:08</strong>
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				The seemingly young vamp paused to consider for a few moments after Zola's question.<br><br>Interesting . . . and then some.&nbsp; Of course, the name probably wouldn't mean anything to his cover persona.&nbsp; To the real man beneath the mask, though, well his superiors would be interested.&nbsp; Their presence probably wouldn't mean anything for the greater purpose and such, but still.&nbsp; It was good to keep track of the abominations.&nbsp; And there was serious talk at high levels about figuring out what power they were attached to . . .<br><br>"Sorry," he said aloud, "Never heard the name . . . Italian?&nbsp; There might be some folks in Little Italy who'd be able to help out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strangelildedgrl</strong> on <strong>28-04-2009, 14:55:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zola sat back.&nbsp; "What?&nbsp; Never heard of?&nbsp; Hmmmm...What kinda city is this?"&nbsp; Zola takes a long drink then waves the waitress over.&nbsp; "Damn, come on...Cammies know about us...geez...."&nbsp; She whispers more to herself, "What kind of backwater city did I come to?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>28-04-2009, 16:36:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(OOC: I'm assuming knowledge of non-aligned clans would take either a bit of Kindred Lore or personal experience of them, something the neonate Rafe's pretending to be wouldn't really have.&nbsp; ;) )<br><br>Rafe shrugged, "Pretty big one, actually.&nbsp; At least in my experience.&nbsp; 'Course, I grew up in a podunk town in Iowa."<br><br>Ok, not really, but it worked for the time being.&nbsp; And was effectively untraceable, not that anyone would really bother to run background on a young Brujah or Gangrel, whichever they took him for.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strangelildedgrl</strong> on <strong>01-05-2009, 15:12:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(ooc: that's fine...i'm just playin along the way she would ;))<br><br>"Oh...Iowa.&nbsp; Don't think we've branched out there...yet."&nbsp; She takes a drink from the glass in front of her, Rafe would be able to tell it's just as unaltered as his.&nbsp; She looks back to him and smiles. "So, you Cammie?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>02-05-2009, 06:13:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rafe allowed himself a small smile.&nbsp; If his people had anything to say about it, her's wouldn't get the chance to expand.&nbsp; In fact, they'd likely contract.<br><br>"Pretty much," he said aloud.&nbsp; "When most of the world's agin' you, it's good to have some shields.&nbsp; Or at least someone nearby who isn't as fast."&nbsp; Another smile, this one less enigmatic and more sardonic.&nbsp; The cynic in his head assumed that most members of either major sect felt the same way, not that he actually felt it, being one of the things that scared both sects.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strangelildedgrl</strong> on <strong>04-05-2009, 18:13:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Heh, yeah, I guess I can understand that."&nbsp; Zola's gut instinct was starting to sense something, well, odd.&nbsp; She began to look around at the crowd and then back at her phone again.&nbsp; All of a sudden, she began to feel slightly claustrophobic, wishing she had at least one more family member here.&nbsp; <em>Damn, where is Vito when I need him!</em>&nbsp; she thought to herself.&nbsp; Vito was a wraith that would hang around her, and right now she really needed his advice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>04-05-2009, 21:51:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rafe chuckled, "There're some big scary things out there . . . the doggies, for example.&nbsp; And I heard a Nossie talking about something once, some kinda . . . vamp, I guess, that's got most've the Nossie's scared shitless . . . well, you know what I mean."&nbsp; They hadn't defecated in a long time, of course.&nbsp; "But, things're safe in here.&nbsp; The doggies play nice, their cousins too.&nbsp; And the Gandalfs don't warp reality too much."<br><br>Just some of the people he'd met.&nbsp; Not that he knew much about any of them, save that they were out there and frequented the bar.&nbsp; Neither persona knew much on that score, actually.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strangelildedgrl</strong> on <strong>05-05-2009, 16:19:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's good that everyone's gotta play nice nice here."&nbsp; Zola comes out of her mind for a second and looks at Rafe.&nbsp; "Wait, Nossies are actually <em>scared</em> of something?&nbsp; And they're sayin it's a vamp?"&nbsp; Zola leans back, rubbing her chin.&nbsp; A few purple dreads fall into her face.&nbsp; For a moment, she no longer looks as young and naive as she had a moment ago.&nbsp; A deep hint of age flashes over her visage.&nbsp; "That can't be good, Rafe, that just can't be good."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vandren</strong> on <strong>05-05-2009, 19:19:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The indeterminate clanned vamp shrugged, "Just something I accidentally overheard once.&nbsp; I don't put much stock in it."<br><br>He polished off his drink and stretched a little.&nbsp; After sliding his empty glass to the bartender, Rafe looked back to Zola.&nbsp; "So, what brings you to our fair city?&nbsp; I guess I should ask, see if I can help and all, being neighborly to the newcomer."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The New Succubbus Club (general OWoD thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Isabella Vaasco</strong> on <strong>16-05-2009, 02:47:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong><em><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1em;" class="bbc_size">The Joker said it best...'This town needs an enema..' It almost disgusted her to see creatures coexisting like it was normal or something. Call her an old fashion grudge monger, it would be alright, that insult is waaay at the bottom of her list from others. <br><br>New to this place, she felt it was her god giv..er her birthri..no that's not right either. Ah..it was her duty (ya that works) to check this place out. 'putting aside difference?' The gossip that she got from her resources sounded incredibly...stupid. <br><br>Of course the Keeper entered the place, as though she had been coming for years. Exotic and dramatic entrances were her thing. Not that she had flying monkeys and acrobats, but the force entry would hit nostrils and the shadows of the rooms certainly shifted. <br><br>She said nothing, no order was placed, just the steps of her feet tapped her catwalk as she passed by.</span></span></em></strong>
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