2022.08.18 Casual Night at Elysium

2022.08.18 Casual Night at Elysium
IC Date	2022.08.18
Players	Elkie, Mikael, Heathen, Madeline
Location	Emerald Plaza Elysium
Spheres	Vampire Ghoul

Heathen finds his way to tonight's festivities, giving a wave to the ladies as he notes the sign

Mikael comes in from Emerald Plaza - Gallery

Elysium is low-key tonight, ready to allow for conversation. The lighting is soft, the music playing is just this side of non-annoying muzak. The red and purple divans, as well as some comfortable-looking wing chairs, have been arranged to accommodate a gathering of people. A basket of post-its and markers sits on a low table between the divans.

Game Rules!

1. Everyone gets a stack of cue cards and a marker.

2. Everyone writes down 2-3 things about themselves on the cards.

3. Keep your cards. They are yours to read out loud. Encourage people to ask questions.

4. There is no winner, we all get to learn.

The Keeper is nowhere to be seen, but the Elysium ghouls are being helpful and attentive.

Madeline steps in with the gentlemen (term used loosely) and smiles as she looks about nodding to the staff. She was always careful to interact with them and still does "bon soir"

Heathen takes his allotted notes and contemplates some ideas. "Well, this could be interesting."

Mikael arrives smiling at something said and then gives the other ghouls a smile, recognizing many from when he aided previous keepers, "Bonsoir, I hope the eve finds you well."

Madeline smiles and looks at the cards "what if I don't wish the two of you to know me better than you do?" the Elder toreador jests, taking her cards and a wingback chair, crossing her pretty legs

Heathen takes a seat and taps his chin with the cards. "What if we're really shallow and. you already know it all?"

Madeline chuckles and considers that for a playful moment before she smiles "I always want to know more of my dearest friends"

Mikael moves over to pick up cards, chuckling softly, "Well, we do not know which shade of blue you favor the most, or if you ever trained a tiger in your spare time."

Madeline laughs "Deep almost midnight blue and well no, but several Gangrel over time" she smiles, that is probably a joke

Heathen hmmm... finds something to write, "Well. I'm sure those Gangrel found the situation to be... interesting."

Mikael is still chuckling as he sits down and starts to write, "Now mon ami, you must not ask the Mademoiselle anything /too/ personal. That would be tacky."

Heathen checks his cards for a moment. "Oh, are we asking for facts instead of random ones?"

Heathen has reconnected.

Madeline laughs "you already know my age, what other secrets must a lady protect?" she smiles, clearly perfectly at ease with the pair

Heathen pauses, leans a little closer. "What was your favorite decade and why?"

Madeline smiles and leans over in response "which century?"

Mikael looks up at Heathen, "Ah, so we shall designate our questions?" He glances to Madeline for her answer.

Madeline laughs "it is only the three of us - how shall we play this game?'

Heathen waggles a finger. "I promise, I do understand that 1910 and 1810 aren't the same '10k"

Mikael looks to Madeline and replies, "Each of us take a turn and designate which the question is for and in exchange give a fact about ourselves?"

Madeline laughs "nor 2010 ma cherie" she teases Heath then nods to Mikael "Bon, do you wish to start mon ami?

Mikael motions with his hand to Madeline, "It should be Mesdemoiselles first."

Heathen looks at Madeline, looks at Mikael, looks at Madeline. "I'm surrounded by the French."

Heathen has partially disconnected.

Elkie has disconnected.

Madeline chuckles "et tu l'aimes cher"

Mikael looks to Madeline and nods his head, "He seems quite content, oui?"

Heathen leans back. "Of course I do. How could I not?"

Madeline laughs, a lovely musical sound and smiles "Heathen, given your druthers, other than america where would you most enjoy to live?

Heathen ohhhs, and has to think about that a moment. "Italy? Thick of the action? Might be a short life. Spain, perhaps. Close to the action, but able to slip off for some backstabbing..."

Mikael gives Heathen a curious look, then smiles and shakes his head..

Madeline hmm's curiously "Yes must of course make time for stabbing" she teases "Merci, I did not know that of you my friend

Mikael has reconnected.

Heathen raises an eyebrow and leans closer. "Where's your favorite place to live, other than here?"

Madeline smiles "I would love to return to Paris but not while my sire still resides there" she sighs "I very much enjoyed St Petersburg back a few centuries ago, and other than that I suppose London"

Heathen says, “Family problems?”

Madeline smiles "I will not discuss my sire's dirty laundry in Elysium

Heathen nods. "Of course not. "

Madeline chuckles "there is a great deal of it" she winks then considers her next question.

Mikael smiles brightly, looking at Madeline, "My turn... wha age were you when you first started to notice the Monsiuers?" He gives a wink then to Heathen.

Heathen raises an eyebrow. "Oh, that's a good one."

Madeline playfully rolls her sapphire eyes "About the time you did my dear" she teases Mikael "I was raised in the Paris Opera House and the dormitories we were not permitted anywhere near men other than to dance" but she is smiling and you know she enjoyed that

Heathen smirks at the pair of them. "I'm sure those dormitories were locked up tight against troublemakers like you..."

Mikael laughs joyfully, nodding his head, "Oh, can just imagine you as a young teen Mademoiselle. What a beautiful imp you must have been, cherie!"

Madeline laughs "cher they doors were locked to keep people out, nto to keep us in" then smiles brightly and you can well imagine she was a vision

Heathen thinks for a moment. "So the stories circulating in modern movies about princesses going to France to learn to be more sexually adventerous for their English husbands...."

Madeline says, “Stories?" she laughs "Ah the Bolyn girl, it happened once and suddenly it is a trend?"”

Mikael arches a brow and looks to Madeline for her answer, his eyes bright.

Heathen winks. "Well, it's not like I've met any of them."

Madeline says, “She was even before my time cheri, but still hey talked about it too much”

Mikael chuckles and looks between them, waiting for his own question.

Madeline turns to her friend "MIkael.. where were you born and would you return there?

Heathen leans in to mock whisper to Mikael.. "Take note, she didn't actually answer my question..."

Madeline says, “I certainly did" she laughs 'it was once, and she is a stain on the name of France"”

Mikael smiles, not needing to pause to think, "A plantation just outside New Orleans. And oui I return whenever I have the opportunity, especially during festivale. I still hold the property there."

Mikael shoos Heathen away with his hand, clicking his tongue playfully.

Madeline laughs and nods "Pardon moi Mikael I had forgotten, we really must go for Mardi gras one year

Heathen offers an alternative.. "Or offer greater involvement with Gaslamp's..."