Vampire: The Requiem - Layson Street (Papillon)

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Jonathan Belmont wrote:Jonathan sighed, remembering how much he used to hate this bullshit. Not wanting to push his luck, he shrugged and moved to the back of the long line. Once there he pulled out his cell again and sent Eric, the manager of Blitzkrieg, a text message telling him where he was and that he wanted to have a drink and a catch up and maybe talk about old times. Innocuous sounding enough, but Eric would get the point, if he wanted to.
Contact (Manipulation + Persuasion + Contacts) roll: 3 successes.

A few minutes later, Jonathan sees Eric walk out of the club - a tall African-American known for his outlandish haircuts and his outlandish choice of partners. He is talking heatedly to one of the bouncers. A moment later he looks down the line. Seeing Jonathan he waves and gestures with his fingers for him to come close closer.
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Stepping out of the line that hadn't moved at all since he'd joined it, Jonathan walked back to the entrance, swaggering just a little so as to fuck off everyone that he was skipping ahead of.

"Hey! What the fuck?" A slightly overweight guy with "I just got out of bed" hair exclaimed. "What's so great about him that he gets to cut in front?!"

Jonathan turned and smiled, focusing more on the pretty brunette holding the guys hand. "Why don't you let your girlfriend come with me and she can tell you tomorrow morning." Giving the girl a predatory grin, he walked off, leaving the guy spluttering furiously.

"Jonathan you son-of-a-bitch!" Eric laughed, pulling him into a one-armed hug. "Still fucking with everyone I see."

"Almost everyone, man", he replied, taking in Eric's latest hairstyle, all spikes and incandescent white tips, and giving him a wry look.

"Yeah, I know. I look like a fucking hedgehog that's been eating uranium! Ha! You know the score though - gotta stand out in a shit-hole like this!"

"Shit-hole my ass! You love this place!" The two laughed loudly. "Hey, you still screwing with the breeder-couples by letting the hot one in and telling the ugly one to fuck off?"

Eric gave the two bouncers a mock-serious look. "We are if these two are doing what I told them."

"See the chunky guy having a hernia", Jonathan gestured down the line. The bouncers nodded. "Butt ugly. Hot girlfriend."

The heavy who had dismissed him earlier grinned. "I see why Eric likes you man. Sorry about before."

"No worries man." Jonathan clapped Eric on the shoulder. "Now lets go get us a vodka!"
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Eric puts a hand on Jonathan's shoulder as he leads him into Blitzkrieg. "God dammit, good to see you again here. This place has made a few changes, but it keeps the cash flowing and I can party more the way I like it. You must be fucking so much all your vitamins are in others - you look pale, but hey your body is in good shape!" Eric laughs loudly and gestures into the club.

If Blitzkrieg could be said to have a theme, it's technology. From the shiny metal exterior to the clear ceramic dance floor with strobe lights underneath to the most advanced sound system in Lordenshaw city, the place exuded technology. There was even a wireless network so that the clientèle could use the internet while they were relaxing and drinking. However, most were interested in dancing, which is where the club excelled.

The best music. The latest music. And the best dancers.

One of the dancers turned, spotted Jonathan and Eric and then waved. "Jonathan!" Bruce yelled and then descended from the dance floor, running to him. "I owe you a drink! Love the new look, boy."
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"Bruce! Damn right you owe me a drink, bitch! Where's that old man you were fucking to death?"

"Nigel? I sent him packing. He was too jealous."

"What, he didn't like sharing you with eight or nine other guys a week?"

"Asshole", Bruce laughed, his eyes glittering impishly.

Jonathan laughed with him. Damn it felt good to not be the new kid for a change.

"Hey man, I gotta catch up with Eric for a bit. Pay my respects and all that. I'll come find you when I'm done, 'k?"

"Ok boy, just don't go leaving before we have a dance."

"I won't. Now get out there and find some sweet young thing to corrupt!"

Turning back to Eric who had been standing with an amused look on his face, Jonathan grinned. "Sorry about that."

"Don't worry. Bruce is Bruce. He never changes. Good guy though. But enough about him. Shall we grab a drink and find somewhere private to catch up?"
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James shook his head. He had once been like that? Nothing more than a coke head. It looked like shit was getting interesting.

But something about the man addressing Maddoc just didn't seem right. That symbol. He had seen it somewhere before...

"Hey! he blurted out, pointing at the Invictus symbol. "It was your crowd that helped me out back at the opera house. With the bike and shit. Black guy with the glasses and that chick. Yeah thanks for that. Send em my thanks from Jimmy, I owe em one." James smiled, uncertain how to talk to other Kindred.
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Jonathan Belmont wrote:"Don't worry. Bruce is Bruce. He never changes. Good guy though. But enough about him. Shall we grab a drink and find somewhere private to catch up?"
"Bruce is a slut," Eric laughs. "But then it takes one to know one, I guess. Okay, let's talk. I'll shout you a drink - what is it that you like? A beer or cocktail? We can chat out here, but it is noisy or my office if you like."
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James Randel wrote:"Hey! he blurted out, pointing at the Invictus symbol. "It was your crowd that helped me out back at the opera house. With the bike and shit. Black guy with the glasses and that chick. Yeah thanks for that. Send em my thanks from Jimmy, I owe em one." James smiled, uncertain how to talk to other Kindred.
Rupert turns to look at James, raising a quizzical eyebrow. "Oh him," he says dismissively, placing a slightly arrogant tone is his voice. The sort of tone James has heard in the voices of the rich. "Everyone, this is James Randel. A neonate like his Malkavian friend here. It turns out that everyone in the city is looking for him, and there's a price on his head. And he walked right into this strip club. How convenient. However, do not worry - we're too busy right now to care for Crone issues."

His group of friends - mostly Kindred - laugh. "A toast," Rupert continues while the vampire at his feet raises the upper body of the unconscious and bleeding female. "A toast to the neonate for pissing off Her Majesty." Rupert then kicks the female towards Maddoc.
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"Ah yes you have heard of me." James said smugly.

"Everyone's looking for me yet no ones found me for a week. Even had that snake tongued bitch chase me. She ain't shit. Ha, how many people can say that bitch chased them and they lived to tell the tale? Not bad for a another "Neonate". Oh shit, look at me, talking myself up and yet I have no idea who you are. Please, excuse my ignorance." James spoke flippantly, showing obvious arrogance.

"Really, forgive my ignorance. Its so hard being a "Neonate" and all. I'm so out of touch with all these games you big fellas play. I mean, shit, its obvious you all hate that prince bitch as much as me, yet why is it that only a mere "Neonate" has the balls to fucking stand by it? Even that black guy, he's your boss isn't he? could respect that. I'd like to thank him one day." James ranted, spitting each time he said the word Neonate. He visibly sighed.

"Ah fuck I dunno. I have no issues with you guys, no need to talk to me like dirt."
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Jonathan leaned in close so he wouldn't have to shout over the music. "Your office sounds good. It'll give us a little privacy." Sticking his tongue out to quickly and gently lick the edge of Eric's ear, he continued, "and I'll have a Bloody Mary."
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Eric laughed and pretended to be disgusted. "You haven't changed, Johnny. Okay, that's one Bloody Mary. No, make that twp." He walked away to the bar, spending a minute or two there while he waited for the drinks and socialised with three teenage girls dressed up as punks. Nodding in the direction of a door to his right - it was in a darkened corner surrounded by empty beer containers and crates - he walked off towards it.
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James Randel wrote:"Ah yes you have heard of me." James said smugly.

"Everyone's looking for me yet no ones found me for a week. Even had that snake tongued bitch chase me. She ain't shit. Ha, how many people can say that bitch chased them and they lived to tell the tale? Not bad for a another "Neonate". Oh shit, look at me, talking myself up and yet I have no idea who you are. Please, excuse my ignorance." James spoke flippantly, showing obvious arrogance.

"Really, forgive my ignorance. Its so hard being a "Neonate" and all. I'm so out of touch with all these games you big fellas play. I mean, shit, its obvious you all hate that prince bitch as much as me, yet why is it that only a mere "Neonate" has the balls to fucking stand by it? Even that black guy, he's your boss isn't he? could respect that. I'd like to thank him one day." James ranted, spitting each time he said the word Neonate. He visibly sighed.

"Ah fuck I dunno. I have no issues with you guys, no need to talk to me like dirt."
"Well, it shows," said one of the vampires surrounding Rupert. "I guess you're sick of being talked down to, but that's what the way it is with us. You simply are a young one in a city of Kindred older than a hundred years. Well, most of them. But it shows - you have no idea of our society, of our traditions and mores. My guess is that that chip on your shoulder is the real cause of your problems with us."

Rupert studied the unconscious female as his companion spoke. "Perhaps, but you cannot escape your status. You're a renegade now, and in our society that's the end of the road, so to speak. You cannot feed or sleep here, and anyone who delivers amaranth to you will be a hero. Well, to some.

"Anyway, at the end of the day, I outrank you. I talk how I like."

A stripper walked past the group. When she saw the girl at their feet she cried out and pointed. "Someone call an ambulance!"
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Smiling to himself, Jonathan followed Eric through the small door in the dark corner of the club and into his office. The room was dimly lit with blue-tinted bulbs and contained a large wooden desk, a couple of chairs, a wooden cupboard that matched the desk, and a long, black leather sofa that sat in the corner opposite the door and took up almost an entire wall.

"Nice place", he commented to Eric, who was already reclining on the sofa with his drink. "I see you've already made yourself comfortable."
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"Thanks," Eric said. "The benefits of having the club of the city." He sipped his drink. "So, you're here to catch up, to see your old buddy. Or something else on your mind? I can read you too well; what's going on?"
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"I was in the neighbourhood on my way home and thought I'd stop by and see how you were doing. And ask you a question."

"And there's the kicker!" Eric laughed. "I knew it couldn't be all about me."

"Ah, Eric, but it is all about you" Jonathan comforted his friend with a grin and placed his hand on the man's thigh. "I came all this way for your body. I just happen to need something from your mind as well."

Eric shook his head in disbelief, but he made no move to stop Jonathan's hand moving slowly up his thigh. "Alright. Why don't you tell me what that something is before we get too distracted."

"It's nothing, really. I'm just looking for a little information on someone. He's a rich kid, and everyone knows that gay or straight, the rich kids come here to be seen. His name's James Bachman, and he goes to Lordenshaw College. You heard of him?"
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"You know that I'm with Bill," Eric said with a nervous laugh. But he did not move his leg or push Jonathan's hand away. "If you weren't so damn hot I'd probably drag you out of here myself." He winked as he poured the rest of his drink down his throat.

He then looked up at the ceiling, eyes unfocused as he continued. "There are a lot of people that come here, Johnny. A lot. So many names, and I don't always mingle. Mind you, I know the queer scene so well I pretty much can name everyone. I don't know a James Bachman.

"What's his story? You looking to upset his social club - your usual technique." Eric laughed.
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"Bill huh? I guess I'd better stop then." Jonathan stopped his hand, a mere six inches from Eric's crotch, but left it resting on his leg. "Of course, he could always join us."

Eric laughed nervously. "He totally wouldn't be up for that. You know he's always been a bit of a prude."

"Oh well, I guess I'll have to be good then." Jonathan tried to look innocent and failed miserably. "And as for Bachman, no, I'm not looking to upset his social club", Eric laughed uproariously at this, "I just need to meet him so he can introduce me to someone else. I knew it was a long shot that you would have heard of him, so no sweat. Do you mind if I ask the bar staff about him as well though, just in case?"
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Eric stroked Jonathan's cheek and then stood up. "Sure, go ahead. Let me know if there is anything I can do for you. You might want to tell them what he looks like. What does he look like?"

Insight (Intelligence + Investigation) roll: 0 successes. Jonathan is unable to think of another way that he could find out if Bachman is known here.
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Jonathan stood as well, finding himself so close to Eric that he was practically kissing the black man's chest. "What do you mean, 'what does he look like'? I thought you were with Bill?"

Just look at you, torn between lust and loyalty. It's pathetic! I don't want to have wasted my time coming here though, so I'll make it easy on you.

Expending a unit of vitae so as to appear to mimic Eric's arousal, Jonathan lifted his head and looked into his friend's eyes, allowing the power of the blood to fill his gaze. "Besides, who cares what he looks like when I'm here" he whispered and he leaned in to kiss Eric.

Spend one vitae to simulate arousal.

Activate Awe on Eric.
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Awe Roll: 3 successes.

Eric succumbs to Jonathan, suddenly drawn to the young man's incredible presence and attractive looks. He grins and places his hands on Jonathan's chest, running them down to his abdomen and further. As though his will is melting into the vampire opposite him, Eric's eyes glaze over with lust and a hungry grin erupts on his face.

"The door's locked," Eric breathes. "I'm not."
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"Well, it shows," said one of the vampires surrounding Rupert. "I guess you're sick of being talked down to, but that's what the way it is with us. You simply are a young one in a city of Kindred older than a hundred years. Well, most of them. But it shows - you have no idea of our society, of our traditions and mores. My guess is that that chip on your shoulder is the real cause of your problems with us."

Rupert studied the unconscious female as his companion spoke. "Perhaps, but you cannot escape your status. You're a renegade now, and in our society that's the end of the road, so to speak. You cannot feed or sleep here, and anyone who delivers amaranth to you will be a hero. Well, to some.

"Anyway, at the end of the day, I outrank you. I talk how I like."

A stripper walked past the group. When she saw the girl at their feet she cried out and pointed. "Someone call an ambulance!"
Taking a deep breath to apply his retort, James was interrupted by the screaming girl. He quickly stepped in and placed his hands on her arms.


"Shhhh relax woman, she will be ok, has just been mixing alcohol with her meds again. Just a little light headed. Calm down" He stroked her hair calmly, looking into her eyes and smiling softly, letting all of his charm and charisma fall out of him to awe the girl.

"It'll be ok... that's it, deep breaths...."
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