Elysium After Party The Second

[Valentina Audley]

Valentina laughs merrily.

"Mr Sisyphus is not my keeper Mr Leigh. I am also, not of this court."

"But I agree, it is a shame he does not provide refreshments."

[annabelle]

Upstairs on the third floor:

She felt the drug going through her bloodstream slowly. A slight numbness but nothing to worry about…for now. When he is done with his business she replies.

“I was 19 when I was embraced but I was raised in ignorance unfortunately. The typical royal orthodox upbringing was strict. Really strict. There was no reference of affairs like these. You were going to learn once married, the only one who was going to show you was your husband. Quite sad.” Her tone is casual and relaxing but bitter. She takes a sip from the second drink.

“Unfortunately, there are traces of this upbringing. I have a lot of illusions. Like monogamy for example, nobody in this court is monogamous as far as I know. It feels like a disease I need to get rid of.” She mutters angrily and takes a big sip from her drink.

[Geoffrey Leigh]

Leigh's eyes narrow at the sound of the doors being locked. He turns toward Valentina and asks

"Locking the doors? How might one leave should they wish to do so, might I enquire?" he says cheerfully.

He loosens his shirt after this, and sits with his leg cocked up on his knee. Eyes bright, and looking around him, taking in the conversation, but closer observers will see that he settles most of his looks towards Violetta.

[Valentina Audley]

Valentina giggles wickedly.

"That's only his office darling. And I suspect he's only locked it because Reggie is here."

She giggles again before resting her head on Francis' shoulder and smiling up at him, before turning her attention back to Geoffrey.

"They have something of an unofficial wager on right now." She confides, smiling angelically.

[Geoffrey Leigh]

"An unofficial wager? really? well that sounds terribly entertaining. Can anyone partake in such wagers? I like a good wager, especially with an even better drink!" he says convivially.

[Valentina Audley]

"I don't know how the other clans conduct their affairs but, in Aquae Sulis at least, Clan Toreador nearly always have wagers, unofficial or otherwise going on. Did you have one you wish to propose darling?"

Valentina is intrigued and entertained in equal measures.

[Geoffrey Leigh]

"Gracious, i've hardly had enough to drink to begin wagering!" he objects without any real substance

"Let's see....does this place have a billiards table? I'll grant a forfeit to anyone who bests me" he says finishing his drink.

[Violetta]

Violetta has been conversing in storied lilt with Christine, her tone breaking occasionally to fill with the excited energy of a genuine admirer. It seems that Miss Daye is well known on the continent, and especially in France.

"I was born Spanish, but there you have it," Violetta finishes her brief tale. Suddenly she lowers her voice and casts a discreet look to the other occupants of the second floor.

"What do you say to our stealthing up to the dreaded third floor? Dear Geoffrey looks distracted enough, and I have no interest in witnessing another billiards game this century." A sly eyebrow raises. "The top floor seems like something to catch a look at, at the least, for all the rumours it generates. But I do also just need to greet my brother, who I can only assume is there. Care to join me? I'm sure we can slip away."

[Valentina Audley]

Valentina sighs dramatically.

"Alas, art galleries apparently do not come with such things and of course I should not know how to play even if they did, what with being a respectable business lady..." She laughs self deprecatingly.

Actually, Valentina can play, though she's not especially good at Billiards. However, it doesn't do to admit such things in polite company...

[Christine Daye]

Christine's eyes get wider and wider at Violetta's request, until they are as wide as they can go, luminous and worried. But, not trusting her voice not to squeak, she nods silently to Violetta in agreement.

It's a simple request... and it would not do to deny the Justicar something so simple...

As quietly as she can, without being so crass as to use her obfuscate, she rises and makes her way up to the scary third floor with the beautiful Toreador.

...all will be well, Christine... you don't have to do anything you don't want to... I know dark clouds will gather 'round me... I know my way is steep and rough ... but beauteous fields lie just beyond me ... where souls redeemed their vigil keep.... I'm going there to meet my lover... she said she'd meet me when I come ... I'm just a-going over Jordan ... I'm just a-going over home...