Day of Restoration: Nightmode's Victorian Fetish Ball

[Enver Marshall II]

He was only here because the male happened to know that both Keara and his new kiddo was here. Even if his wife didn't want anything to do with Shya, that didn't mean Enver didn't. So every couple of nights he checked in on her, just to make sure she was moving around the city. And behaving. Tonight just happened to be the night and when he honed in on her location, and realized his wife was there, Enver changed his plans immediately.

The male put on a matching three piece red suit to that of his wife's ensemble (in case he wanted to go to the stupid event), a pair of black and silver designer sunglasses, slicked his hair up and headed to Nightmode. When he arrived, he scanned the crowd for the two women and decided to go for his wife. It was just better that way for a few reasons. "Hey gorgeous." Enver said as he slid up beside her and tugged his shades off.

[Zephyr (DELETED 5643)]

Zeze smiled and with a small giggle replies. "I am happy I think. I like our house very much but it's nice to get out of my room and be with you guys." She blushes a little again and stands up for a moment, doing a small spin for Serry to show off the little dress and heels. "Do you like it? Is it too short do you think? Coral picked it out."

[Keara Aithne]

She was on her way out when he came in, and the moment she saw him she grabbed a hold of both his hands, her blood seeping onto his skin.

“Wise it is not for me here to stay. Kiss me now you should unless wish you do that I scene do make.”

There was a desperation in her voice that Enver would likely recognise and she shivered to feel darkness creeping under her skin, threatening to throw a damper on the evening’s festivities. It wouldn’t have been her fault of course, she couldn’t help when the power raised its head but thankfully it’s cure was within her grasp, so long as her husband did as she had asked.

[Serendipity]

Seren watched her do her spin and then grinned a bit, shaking her head No darling, it isnt too short. I think its just perfect, actually and... I really dont think anything is too short. She laughed softly and then tugged her to her lap and wrapped her arms around her. I want you to have fun tonight, Zeze. Im sorry youve been cooped up.... She really was. She hated to think of her in her room constantly, thinking she had to stay there. Seren just assumed she liked it there. The thought made her kinda sad..

So many people had turned out for tonights events. She knew Momento wouldnt show and that thought was depressing but, it was better for the people too. She liked to hurt things. She now began to look around for Jan, wondering where he had gotten himself off too.

[Doc]

There was a good sized crowd assembled inside the club, but he didn’t know any of them. There were some that he recognized, but that was more from hearsay rather than actually being formally introduced to them. Doc wove his way through the crowd to area where there was a vacant table. He could not say he was fond of the lighting. The red glow coupled with the shadows and everyone’s dark attire, gave an air of a bygone era. He felt out of place.

[Pyper]

Pyper had reclused too long in her hole, the nights blended together as one elongated stretch of time that was filled with the same routine. Tonight the sporadic excursion took her to a place that appealed to the auditory hallucinations sweeping up inside of the solid, brimming cranium.

Music. It was the music that drew the blonde in like an overripe peach would a batch of fruit flies. A beat that echoed in the chest imitated the heart beat. It sent the nerves in a frenzy. A person could make their jerking motions, or sway with the current of orchestrated noise; their bodies a conduit to the adrenaline that music incited.

The blonde opted to sway, she found bluegrass and blues to convey the eerie tones that she heard, even when the music died. A petite figurine traipsed through the bodies.

She didn’t expect to see anyone.

[Enver Marshall II]

A hand went to the bridge of his nose as he pinched it and then sighed. He only nodded did what she requested briefly and then pulled away. That was when he saw Lorde. "Lorde's here?" He sounded surprised. Baffled even. She wasn't normally outgoing. Or went anywhere. Then he grinned. What a great way for his two kiddo's to finally meet.

'Hey, kiddo. Shya's here. Do me a favor and pop on over by her and introduce yourself?' He thought in to the mind of his kiddo as an arm went around his wife's waste. "You're abnormally dolled up." He grinned wide as he took in his wife's appearance. His suit shading was just a tinge off. Damn that asshole Crash. He couldn't get anything right.

[Janoric]

Threading his way back through the throng of people, 3 drinks balanced carefully in his hands, he returns to find his childe in Serry's lap and smiles. "I'm gone for 10 minutes, maybe I need to be gone a bit longer." he says with a joking smile as he sits down next to Serry, offering both women thier drinks before raising his glass. "To a fun night out and not being home"

[Doc]

He picked her out immediately. Could she be the source of the anonymous note? She would be inclined to call him Dr. Nilson. Doc stood and made his way through the crowd to her side. “Good evening Lucretia.. I did not expect to see you here.” He glanced about and locked his gaze back on her, “Do you come here often then?” Not really realizing it came across as a lame pick up line, rather it was his not so subtle way of finding out if she sent him the invite.

[Zodiac]

Her own steps following suit now. Even she could only keep up such a frantic level of energy for so long. Even more were beginning to pack in the club, and finally some that she knew. "I can bounce some ideas around. Talk to the person who handles that kind of stuff for me when I need that sort of help. Once we can get your stuff a small fan base, the rest should begin to grow on its own." She rationalized. "Even a limited market item like this would have fans and converts in time."

She finally began to slow down as one hand wiped at her brow. "How was the 'drink' earlier? Dancing around like this is thirsty work sometimes."