Day of Restoration: Nightmode's Victorian Fetish Ball

[Pi dArtois]

Pi wasn't the fetish ball type, in fact, she had no damn idea what a fetish ball meant, so she dressed like she was going to a normal ball, but not in black because she thought black was naff, and ordinary, so vampire it was almost cliché. But Nightmode was close to Lancaster's and was vampire only and considering Pi was planning on building a vampire only apartment building hybrid tunnel thing, she figured she needed to... attend. Sorta.

She wondered if the note she'd left for Elliot was enough, short and sweet. Curiosity. That's why she was here. Curiosity and well, no, that was all really. She had no urge to play like a vampire Cinderella, waltzing through the crypt-like ballroom (okay, she hadn't really arrived yet, so cryptlike was hardly accurate). She was there to watch, to see, to pretend to be a part of the wallpaper and blend... in the shadows or... you know, try not to make to big a sound to give away her location.

God she hoped there was a mob of people there. She really wasn't planning to be to... social.

(ooc:Pi is going to hang back... so feel free to ignore her if you'd like)

[Zodiac]

"Ick!" She pouted as her hand was stamped. The mystic did not like such things when alive and this was no better now. "Kinda feels cheap,"

Security and all that, she supposed as she looked around the place. The music rushing to her feet. They had that much right at least. Her dancing may be based on more traditional melodies, but at heart-Zodiac was totally metal when it came to getting wild. She began to dance about. Totally un bothered by the fact she was the only one currently on the floor. She spied Mordie talking to another and made a mental note to bother him eventually.

The flash of white hair caught her attention as she grinned and danced her way to where Lofyn was standing at the bar. She poked her side playfully to get her attentions.

"Hey you," Her smile grew as her hips kept the beat. "Finish your drink and dance with me."

[Lorelai]

Lorelai stood outside of the club. She didn’t need to breathe but she did need a little time away from the overly large killer. The wind picked up about her, rushing over and around the ruffled folds of her dress, pulling the material in all directions and reeking similar havoc with her unruly hair which she wore down as always.

He’s too busy Lorelai. Don’t get your hopes up.
I know. But I can still hope.
Fine. Hope. But hope realistically okay?
Okay.

The blonde kept her eyes on the ground, afraid to look up in case her blue orbs fell upon some sort of spectre that might want to steal away her attention. She wanted to be there, at the ball, she wanted to make friends but without Pru or Levi to ground her, the chances of her being soon accosted by a spirit were very high indeed.

[Lorde]

Lorde didn’t do well in parties – or any kind of festival really. The idea of being social in large crowds didn’t sit well with the killer. She had read the invite online, and had dressed appropriately. As she didn’t do dresses she wore a Victorian trouser suit, in black velvet. She also had a top hat which sat atop her head, her golden mane caressed her neck as she made her way inside Nightmode, not really paying attention to the bouncer who stamped her own hand. No, she was too busy looking at all the lovely decorations.

Once inside and fully stamped to say she was guest she made her way over to the corner. Watching people move and interact with her hues. She was happy to be away from the crowd. She’d gladly be a spectator.

[Levi DAmico]

Levi didn’t expect the email in his inbox and he read it over and over, somehow convinced it would eventually make sense to him. What was Lorelai thinking in inviting him to such an event? Still, Levi would go if for nothing else but to check on Lorelai. He was already dressed in formal attire – not exactly Victorian, but he looked good so screw it – thus there was nothing to it but to get a ride over to the joint.

When he arrived, some clout stamped his hand and he growled under his breath, thinking to rub it off. It was then, on his way through the door, that he spied the blonde in the jet-claret dress making a dash for it. Levi turned about and pursued her, the crowd a blur to him as he caught up to her, seizing a delicate pale wrist. “Hey, Lori, you leaving already?”

[Keara Aithne]

Keara had heard of the ball through Deanna. How her sister knew half the things she did was beyond her, but it seemed like it might be a fun night and so she found an appropriate outfit and made her way to the event. Enver liked parties but things had been a little strained between them of late and so she was going there alone; he knew where she was and she was happy to have him on her arm but the choice as to whether or not he came was his own, tonight she was not waiting for her escort before leaving the house.

It didn’t take long to reach her destination, in fact it took more effort to allow the person at the door to stamp her hand, but once inside her fears settled and she smiled as she looked about the room.

[Lorde]

Refreshments, she was sure they had to be blood filled – had to be, considering it was vampire only and not all the vampires were allurists. She grabbed a cup and brought it to her nose where she inhaled the scent, it smelt of blood – then she took a swig and it was confirmed in her head then that is was in fact blood. She smiled and took another swig slowly settling down considering where she was. Her hues looked up to find Keara coming in, in what seemed to be a rather splendid ball gown, seen as if she knew no one else in the room she made away over to her sire’s wife and smiled at her.

“Keara.” She said. “Lovely to see you out here.” She didn’t know the woman was a social butterfly. She raided with her – but rarely saw her outside the attic.

[Lorelai]

“Levi!”

She hadn’t expected the hand on her wrist but having turned to see who it was, she was more than delighted to see who it belonged to.

“I hoped you’d come.”

The blonde wrapped her arms around Levi’s neck and hugged him tightly before she pulled away, her cheeks alive with colour.

“I hope I’m not keeping you from anything more deserving of your attention.”

Lorelai’s hands dropped to her sides for a moment before she set about trying to tame her tangle of blonde hair. She looked at him almost apologetically, not only for having dragged him away from work but for her appearance too. She wasn’t even sure Levi would recognise her in a dress such as that, though thankfully he had.

[Lofyn (DELETED 481)]

As Lofyn easily drained the glass of blood, she grinned at Zodiac, gesturing to the modernized gown she wore, with its velvet, lace, and tulle, accented by a leather corset. "Like the dress?" she said neatly, before extending her hand, accepting the request for a dance. It was a lovely thing, being out in public once again. How long it had been since her last time at a party made no difference.

"Do you still have a wraith named Randall?" she asked idly, as she followed the gypsy vampire onto the dance floor, swirling to the music easily.

[Keara Aithne]

Keara embraced Lorde as she would any of her own childer, as she truly loved the woman. She no longer saw her as Enver’s childe, she was her own, and that meant that she was free to be herself around her.

“Hoping I was for a little enjoyment here to find, and glad I already am that ventured out I did, as here you are.”

The smile on her lips was genuine and she very lightly and very quickly pressed her open hand to Lorde’s cheek.

“Most fetching you look Lorde. Suits you that attire does. Hope I do that your father you so will see, if chooses he does for us to join.”

She couldn’t blame Enver if he didn’t show up, as she had gone ahead without him, for as much as she tried to tell herself that things were fine between them, they really weren’t; not yet.