Birthright : Halloween Festivities At Fang Noir

erato_lamiae
2006-10-29 00:04 (link)

It could not be refused.

Erato, for one, was intrigued. It was so... Different to the rest. Clearly, they who had presided over its construction seemed to possess a real passion for the portrayal of darkness.

A quality she adored.

It was a curious evening, the Lamia had found. A celebration, of sorts. People were wearing masks illusionary clothing, congratulating one another on their exotic diversity, rather than being repelled by the same.

For that reason, she had decided to forgo the usual guise of legs and feigning of humanity.

Nobody could guess how the 'costume' might possibly work, but she received plenty of compliments on its intricacy, once having emerged from driven limousine. But this was her natural form and from the waist down she appeared as serpent, sliding forth in rhythmic grace.

And, of course, for someone like that to choose Fang Noir must mean it had something special. Many more deciding the head the same way.

Having moved directly into the main hall, Erato looked across to the young brunette sitting at table. Her smiling conclusion of, "Vampire..." Not being entirely from the visual appraisal.

Victoria, catching sight of such an unusual creature, could only look back in amazed awe. She had no way of knowing if the customer was genuine or something else. Either way, it boded well.

Making a small nod, Erato glided on. Her attention distracted, for the meantime, by a miniature waterfall of red fluid over skulls carved in stone.

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ms_shelby
2006-10-29 18:35 (link)

Elise had heard a whisper here and there about the place, and decided on a rather sudden note that she would have to see it for herself. Her personality had flickered back to life slowly but surely in recent months, and she found herself oddly craving some basic human – or nonhuman, if it came to that – contact. She was alive again, her senses ablaze from the bustling world around her, and she just wanted to have some damn fun. Fang Noir seemed to cater to the crowd she was looking for.

Costumes seemed a bit inane, but on such a rare occasion that she felt personable or even cheerful, Elise decided to participate – to some degree. The little black leather and white satin dress was vaguely reminiscent of the gothic Lolita style, and had been languishing in Elise’s wardrobe for some time; she may have turned thirty that year, but her body cried otherwise, and she had lost inhibition long ago.

The crowd was definitely interesting but no one caught her attention, until she saw a half-serpent creature glide past. Watching the figure, she blinked slowly, for the first time in hours.

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erato_lamiae
2006-10-30 07:06 (link)

There was a graceful turning of the head, accompanied by one of more casual appearance at the waist, just below torso. Erato was quite in her element here, but would admit the surroundings were quite fascinating to her. Likewise, her elegant self seemed to blend quite well into them, in turn.

There was something unusual about the one to whom attention had just been directed. The Lamia's configuration of bodily attributes was unusual enough to cause much attention, but Elise projected a more otherworldly auric field than most were.

"You have... Visited this place before?"

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ms_shelby
2006-10-30 07:54 (link)

Elise stared wordlessly for a long moment before replying to the serpentine woman’s question, pondering whether she would deign to speak to a stranger, let alone one whose breeding – or rather, breed – was unknown to her. Her snobbish upbringing and the icy nature of her bloodline were often at odds with her more baser wants, though the latter won out on that particular count.

“No,” she replied slowly, shaking her head. “More or less a whim, actually. And you?” Her eyes trailed down the other’s lower half, unabashed curiosity more than evident in the glowing green irises.