by Christine Daye » Mon Jun 12, 2017 8:08 pm
Dear Miss Audley,
Well, that was an Elysium I hope never to have to experience again, and no mistake! But I must not get ahead of myself - I promised you a full accounting, and you shall have it - but I am still very cross, so you will have to forgive me for any inaccuracies!
It seems that my role as Defender, at least at the start of Elysium, as to sit quietly next to the chalice and provide incidental music while everyone entered. Of course, no one paid the slightest attention to me - one newcomer (more on him later) went so far as to flick the water from his hands, splashing me in the process! Thus passed the first half hour of my Elysium. Playing. Ignored.
There was the usual reports from the Clans to the Prince. Mr Cripplington-Smythe (I'm not sure I have got his name correctly) has been declared Anathema for not turning up for his punishment by the Prince. Miss Kira was warned twice, but because she is still unreleased, the censure fell upon Lady Leverson, for some reason that I'm not sure of.
Then there as a bit of time to mingle. But honestly, it was so tedious! The Primogen went to their meeting. A large number of others, including Mr Sisyphus and Miss Mortimer, sat down to play a frankly unappealing card game of poker, leaving but a scarce handful of us to converse. I did have quite a pleasant conversation with Elder Matthias, a Ventrue visitor from Oxford, but even then, I was a slave to my job as Defender. I did my best to smooth over any social ructions that happened, but this was badly hampered by the necessity of answering the stupid door every five minutes! Because, apparently, this was a job that could only have been done by a Kindred! I had no time to have any conversations at all! And all the while the Keeper was playing cards!!
There was no respite for me at all. The poker game finished, but then it was straight into the Symbel, and I spent even more time running around like a madwoman, making sure that everyone knew when their slot was, and that no one was caught unawares. I even had to announce the thing - making sure that everyone was good enough to stay quiet for the performances (a courtesy that no one had granted me that evening!)
But, the Symbel itself. Dr Taylor was first, and gave a pleasant recitation of a lyric called "Lorely". Then Mrs Jackdaw gave two songs. I know that I might be considered biased, but they did very well for themselves, considering their amateur status. As did Lady Mayweather, displaying a surprising, but pleasantly received rendition of "Greensleeves" on the clarinet. Mr Sisyphus has a powerful voice, and used it with vigour if not skill, singing something about Mithras, which I gather was not entirely complimentary.
And then there was Miss Kira. Well... what can I say? I must ask, Miss Audley, is there a discipline of your Clan that allows its possessors to enchant an audience? It is the only possible thing that I can think of! Kira gave two songs, both incredibly ambitious and operatic. I'll grant that she has some modicum of natural talent, but she was terribly flat on the high notes, and behind the beat at other points. Yet still she managed to awe the audience and was given a standing ovation! (Honestly, sometime I despair about the discernment of the members of our Court!)
Second to last was Miss Flaubert and Mr Lunaris, doing something involving chemistry and a balloon. And finally, we had Elder Matthias from Oxford, declaiming something very loudly about Carthage. I had no idea what he was going on about, but it must have been very scandalous, for the Prince cut him off in mid-oration!
It will come as no surprise to you to hear that Kira won, though, as she was unreleased at the time of the competition, her Victorious status was instead awarded to Lady Leverson. Kira has now been released, after a mere six months! It was an agreement between the Prince and Primogen Frederics - I got the impression that bets are being taken as to how long she will survive our Society. Of course she might not even fall to another of our kind... she was wearing a new gown that would have shocked you completely, as it needed to be hemmed up by at least a foot. And this incredibly large and gaudy necklace - it looked like a set of cow's horns! I have no idea why.
Other gossip - Mr Black danced a waltz with Lady Mayweather while Kira sang her second song. Mr Lunaris was supposed to be doing a ritual of some description about names - but that got postponed due to lack of time. Other things no doubt happened, but I was kept constantly busy answering the stupid doorbell! Oh, and we had a visitor from Southampton - the Sheriff no less! I was on my own, answering the door, and because Mr Sisyphus had not given any thought to briefing me properly on what I should do in that situation - well, I am very grateful that Mr Jackdaw knew the visitor and took charge!
Needless to say I have withdrawn myself from further consideration as Defender. And I will also be making it known that should my art be requested for Elysium, then I shall require plenty of notice, and acknowledgement, as well as some form of recompense. I fear I have been frightfully taken advantage of, but no more! At least I can be sure of proper treatment when I play for the Bristol Court - now there is a Court which truly values the art and artists!
Oh, you may not have heard - but there is to be a ball, hosted by the Toreador, at the August Elysium. Not masked, but it is quite inconvenient timing, given the ball in Bristol in October. I do hope that doesn't upset anyone.
I am sure that I have forgotten something, but I shall write again if I remember. Please do give my regards to your Lady, and Keeper, and of course, dear Harry. I do so look forward to seeing them all again!
I hope you are keeping well!
In haste, and with best wishes,
Christine Daye
Christine Daye - Malkavian neonate, harper and mezzo-soprano
Courteous, Acclaimed
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