See Abandoned Railway station for descrïption of this months court location.
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Word is passed around like usual. Prince Carter will hold court in the railway station. All are expected to attend and to respect Elysium...

There are some obvious things that will be discussed and possibly blame to be laid...

When Rose gets the word about the August Court, she'll circle the date, letting Diana and Angie know she'll not be available that evening.

Thats when Angie also gets a bit of teaching about things like Princes, Primogens and the responsibilities of a Camarilla vampire.

In the event that Beaumont hears about court...she'll be there with bells on, not literally of course...but she is planning on attending

As does David

Rose will attend, dressed as per usual for her.  A full length black shift type dress, overlaid with dark silvery lace.  Full sleeves of the lace, low cut front and back.  Her hair down, curling, with a headband through it.

Perhaps a bit fancy, but she does enjoy dressing up.

*Bellisa would show up a little early, wandering about the place just to be sure everything was on the up and up.

Dressed fairly casually tonight, black combat pants and boots, a plum t-shirt and a black 3/4 length trench that hides a multitude of things.

A polite nod to the Prince and Shade as she passes them in her rounds. She of course has people in the shadows tonight, on guard for all their welfare.

She will finally settle on a moss covered step, leaning against one of the many stone pillars.*

 The Regent and Sebastion will arrive together slowly wandering toward the Prince. They will both bow low before him, while ignoring the outsider behind him. After a brief survey of the abysmal seating and environment the Regent will find a clean and dry piece of concrete and stand awaiting the beginning of court. He will amuse himself with thoughts of asking Beauty if we could perhaps host the next court in the sewers, it would only be a few more steps removed from this cesspool.

An odd, steady rumbling can be heard in the distance, accompanied by the occasional shrill cry of steel on steel, and... Singing?

Yes, a deep voice, hard to hear over the low reverberation.

   "You load sixteen tons, and what do you get?
   Another day older and deeper in debt.
   Saint Peter, don't you call me, 'cause I can't go;
   I owe my soul to the company store... "

Slowly a rail-car tattooed with heavy graffiti emerges from the darkened tunnel, seemingly under its own power. Eventually, the car comes to a halt, centered in front of the abandoned platform.

Mister Hyde, obviously not expecting an audience, emerges from the far end of the car, tipping his hat to onlookers, the gaping shotgun-blasted hole in his coat revealing the steel beneath. He walks casually to the cargo door, sliding it back to reveal an long, antique dining table and a score of mismatched chairs, all in varying shapes, sizes, and states of repair. The head of the table is empty, no doubt the Prince will have his throne brought here as he invariably does.

Grinning, Hyde waves his hand at the wreckage in that sort of 'ta-da!' manner that performers use "Apologies for the theatrics folks, I meself don't much care for me vital parts ta be 'angin' in th' breeze."

Hyde is rather confident that most of the Elders will make no objections to having a steel skin wrapped around them as they converse, even if it will be a bit cramped.

{OOC: Any of the Nos are more than welcome to have already been inside the rail-car.}  

--Last edited by Mister Hyde on 2008-08-15 15:24:23 --

Just a note: Prince will not be here until at least i am back on tuesday. Maybe not at all considering Shade quite possible sent him into a fugue... So please dont interact with him just yet.
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*Willem Uys arrives in a car. He is dressed in a perfect 3 piece suit. He looks visibly disappionted with the venue. Then he seeks a clean spot.*

Under his breath: "Come on, was a roof too much to ask?"

Adjusting his glasses he looks around calmly, as per protocol the first he acknowledges is Willem by way of a polite nod.  Smiles slightly as he notes Bellisa, the rather rude woman with the Church Cult.  And then, he slides up to Beaumont and says softly, "Miss Beaumont, would you like t-t-to meet t-t-the Tremere?"  As he looks toward the newly arrived train car.  

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The Nossie wasn't getting dressed up for a trip to Elysium, really if the prince and co. were so shallow as to judge her based on looks well...yeah she didn't even need to finish that sentance.  Beaumont would be arriving with Hyde, though she would definately be a bit less grand when she exited and moved towards the gathering...introductions to be made and what not tonight hopefully...then she could do a bit more...

A twisted little smile plastered her features as she moved off to the side, flicking a few of the viate engorged body lice that seemed to enjoy spending time with her off of a spot on her collar bone...she didn't care where they ended up.  This was going to be a wonderful night...wasn't it?  Oh yes...yes it was.

When David addressed her she glanced to him, replying in that Pall Mall princess voice quietly as her eyes moved over the occupants..."Trying to get rid of me so soon David?"  Whether she was serious or just joking...hard to say...

Chuckles softly, "Why Miss Beaumont, you t-t-think so little of my c-c-character."  One would note the rather large bandage on the back of David's head.

*Her eyes follow those arriving, a brow raising slightly at Hyde's entrance and mutters under her breath.* Chimps, working with chimps. *She assumes the Prince chose the station so all would feel comfortable.. though it's laughable seeing some of them still opting for finery in such a place. Old habits die hard they say.*

"Or too much of your cunning?"  Beaumont didn't need to ask about the bandage...and even if she did, it wasn't likely that she would have done so here, tonight anyway...she glanced at him briefly though and then returned her attention to the rest of those gathered....speaking a bit quieter..."Was rather tempting to decline tonights invitation for the sake of winning..."

Reina enters the railway station dressed in what can only be appropriate for a Tokyo goth club. Black leather pants, black leather tank top fringed with lace, knee-high black platform boots with more buckles than they apparently need, black vinyl Matrix-style trenchcoat, and a police-style cap. The lower half of her face is covered by a smooth leather mask.

She looks around, noting the people she knows and the people she doesn't.

She is looking for someone other than the Prince who looks like they are in charge of the gathering, that she may learn the rules of such things and not transgress without her knowledge.

Rose will look around the place, before finding a spot, somewhere, thats not wet, isn't unundated with vegetation, and who knows, might even find a place to sit down.  If not, she'll stand.  After all, lace and concrete do not mix.

Hyde looks from face to face, gleefully noting their discomfort as well as their apparent oversight of the twenty-plus dry and relatively clean chairs inside the train-car.

He spots Bellisa, that look of sucking lemons on her face, as always. He begins to wonder if it isn't some sort of birth defect, or perhaps it was a horrible accident with alum as a child.

Though he certainly does not rule out the possibility that she is simply a sour old battle-axe, as he first assumed, he is just considering other options.

Seeing Reina, he smiles. He knows that look all too well, having worn it himself for quite some time when he was finally stable enough to be allowed in 'polite' society. He certainly is not in charge of anything, but he also does not know that Reina seeks someone with actual authority.

Approaching her, he says in a jovial tone "Looks like this 'ere might jus' be yer first rodeo." It takes him a moment to realize that she does not recognize him, he was masked when first they met. "It's me... Hyde." he adds, jabbing a grotesquely oversized thumb into his chest with a metallic clunk.

Reina looks a bit tense and confused as Hyde approaches her and begins talking, but relaxes visibly when he tells her who he is. Though her face is hidden, you can tell by her eyes that she is smiling. This one has the distinction of being the only straight up honest bloke she's dealt with in a while.

"Ah, Mister Hyde, pleasure to see you again. This would indeed be my first...rodeo."

She leans in a bit closer and whispers "I have no idea what the rules are for these gatherings, perhaps you can enlighten me before I do something stupid?"