NyghtRayne
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(This is a closed thread for NyghtRayne & Tantrikenetic. )
Here is the story premise- It will be based in today’s timeline except it begins on a cold nasty day in a city like New York. I say like because I do not know enough about New York to say it is there specifically. Also that way we can make up places there as needed. The story is a supernatural based theme, meaning that there will be Vampires and other creatures like Werewolves, in actual existence, and there are more of them than we would actually feel comfortable with if we knew the actual numbers. There are people that could be considered mages with real power, not the show magicians that work to fool those watching. Real mages, are very rare, to say there are more than 400 of them in the US might be stretching it a bit. There are those who do know that these beings exist and hunt them down. I would say this is based on the Vampire games but it will only be lightly based on those rules and guidelines. They have their own societies and rules they follow so the normal mortals do not know they exist.
OOC- Sonja Steele- She stands about 5'7", weighs about 130 pounds, her hair is long, falling down past her hips and is a deep grey, and yes oddly enough it is a natural color, as her hair is brushed out of her eyes it reveals eyes of a very clear blue. She is a single mortal female of age 24, who at this time has very little belief in the unnatural, holding to a belief of "I'll believe it when I see it." As she walks into the room her blue eyes survey her surroundings. She has just recently moved to the area from Atlanta, where she left her job there as a waitress, looking for a change of scenery.
Sonja
The three-day drive north from Atlanta had been fairly uneventful, if you didn’t count the flat tire in Virginia. The day was starting out pretty bad, it was raining and colder than she had expected, the traffic was nasty, she thought Atlanta traffic was bad, but it didn’t compare to the mess she was sitting in. She was going to be late or completely miss the appointment to look at the loft and that made her day even worse.
By the time she had maneuvered through the traffic mess, she had figured right, she missed her appointment, she would have to call the landlord and see if she could possibly reschedule. She found a payphone and called they guy, he was irritated, but after she had pleaded with him some he said he could meet her there around seven that evening. She found a hotel and pulled in to the drive. She pulled into a place, sat there a minute gathering her thoughts; she had been hoping to see the loft and settle in without having to get a room anywhere.
She got out of the car and walked the short distance to the office. The man at the desk looked up and grinned at her, “Can I help you?” She nodded and let him know she needed a room and that she would be the only one in it. With the transaction quickly completed, he handed her the key and she headed back to her car to park closer to the room. She grabbed her overnight bag and headed inside, figuring; now she could get a shower and nap before meeting the landlord.
Later that evening, she headed for the loft. The closer she got to the address; she began to realize why the rent was so inexpensive. The neighborhoods she was passing through weren’t all that bad really, just dark and ominous. She found, as she turned onto the street where the loft was located, that it was located in a warehouse district. Which wasn’t all that bad, considering the popularity of renovated warehouses made into lofts.
Pulling up to the address, she sighed, “Well I hope the inside is better.” She stepped out of her car, hitting the button on the remote to lock her doors, and then she headed inside. As she opened the front door, her attention was drawn to one of the many flyers plastered to it.
“Grand Opening- The Errant Rose”
The date on the flyer was tonight’s date, she thought maybe if all went well she would check it out. She noted the address on the flyer, it seemed like it was close, possibly right down the street, and maybe even within walking distance, well that is if the night wasn’t so cold and wet.
Mr. Smithe was waiting just outside the apartment when she stepped off the elevator. He looked her way, and then smiled, as he blatantly looked her over. She just thought he was a creepy person, and let it pass. He went through the pleasantries of showing her the loft, which turned out nicer than she had expected it to be, due to outside appearances. After an hour, with papers filled out, deposits and first three months rent paid as agreed, he handed her the keys to her new home.
Thankful things settled so easily and that she would be able to move in right away, she went back to the hotel to check out. Returning to the apartment building, she plucked one of the flyers from the front door as she headed inside. She entered the loft, and set her bags on the floor. She looked to the flyer and found that it was definitely a nightclub as it stated the hours were “Between the Darkness and the Dawn” nightly.
She went about getting changed to go out, she needed to relax after the drive and the club and a drink or two would do just that.
Arriving at the club, the place was packed. She felt a bit overdressed as she stepped inside and looked around. She had chosen to wear a black half shirt, black jeans and heels, under a lightweight black trench coat. She may have felt overdressed but in actuality, she looked as if she fit right in. She had her long smoky-grey hair pulled back and braided down her back. She received a few looks as she passed through the room, and headed to the bar…
Here is the story premise- It will be based in today’s timeline except it begins on a cold nasty day in a city like New York. I say like because I do not know enough about New York to say it is there specifically. Also that way we can make up places there as needed. The story is a supernatural based theme, meaning that there will be Vampires and other creatures like Werewolves, in actual existence, and there are more of them than we would actually feel comfortable with if we knew the actual numbers. There are people that could be considered mages with real power, not the show magicians that work to fool those watching. Real mages, are very rare, to say there are more than 400 of them in the US might be stretching it a bit. There are those who do know that these beings exist and hunt them down. I would say this is based on the Vampire games but it will only be lightly based on those rules and guidelines. They have their own societies and rules they follow so the normal mortals do not know they exist.
OOC- Sonja Steele- She stands about 5'7", weighs about 130 pounds, her hair is long, falling down past her hips and is a deep grey, and yes oddly enough it is a natural color, as her hair is brushed out of her eyes it reveals eyes of a very clear blue. She is a single mortal female of age 24, who at this time has very little belief in the unnatural, holding to a belief of "I'll believe it when I see it." As she walks into the room her blue eyes survey her surroundings. She has just recently moved to the area from Atlanta, where she left her job there as a waitress, looking for a change of scenery.
Sonja
The three-day drive north from Atlanta had been fairly uneventful, if you didn’t count the flat tire in Virginia. The day was starting out pretty bad, it was raining and colder than she had expected, the traffic was nasty, she thought Atlanta traffic was bad, but it didn’t compare to the mess she was sitting in. She was going to be late or completely miss the appointment to look at the loft and that made her day even worse.
By the time she had maneuvered through the traffic mess, she had figured right, she missed her appointment, she would have to call the landlord and see if she could possibly reschedule. She found a payphone and called they guy, he was irritated, but after she had pleaded with him some he said he could meet her there around seven that evening. She found a hotel and pulled in to the drive. She pulled into a place, sat there a minute gathering her thoughts; she had been hoping to see the loft and settle in without having to get a room anywhere.
She got out of the car and walked the short distance to the office. The man at the desk looked up and grinned at her, “Can I help you?” She nodded and let him know she needed a room and that she would be the only one in it. With the transaction quickly completed, he handed her the key and she headed back to her car to park closer to the room. She grabbed her overnight bag and headed inside, figuring; now she could get a shower and nap before meeting the landlord.
Later that evening, she headed for the loft. The closer she got to the address; she began to realize why the rent was so inexpensive. The neighborhoods she was passing through weren’t all that bad really, just dark and ominous. She found, as she turned onto the street where the loft was located, that it was located in a warehouse district. Which wasn’t all that bad, considering the popularity of renovated warehouses made into lofts.
Pulling up to the address, she sighed, “Well I hope the inside is better.” She stepped out of her car, hitting the button on the remote to lock her doors, and then she headed inside. As she opened the front door, her attention was drawn to one of the many flyers plastered to it.
“Grand Opening- The Errant Rose”
The date on the flyer was tonight’s date, she thought maybe if all went well she would check it out. She noted the address on the flyer, it seemed like it was close, possibly right down the street, and maybe even within walking distance, well that is if the night wasn’t so cold and wet.
Mr. Smithe was waiting just outside the apartment when she stepped off the elevator. He looked her way, and then smiled, as he blatantly looked her over. She just thought he was a creepy person, and let it pass. He went through the pleasantries of showing her the loft, which turned out nicer than she had expected it to be, due to outside appearances. After an hour, with papers filled out, deposits and first three months rent paid as agreed, he handed her the keys to her new home.
Thankful things settled so easily and that she would be able to move in right away, she went back to the hotel to check out. Returning to the apartment building, she plucked one of the flyers from the front door as she headed inside. She entered the loft, and set her bags on the floor. She looked to the flyer and found that it was definitely a nightclub as it stated the hours were “Between the Darkness and the Dawn” nightly.
She went about getting changed to go out, she needed to relax after the drive and the club and a drink or two would do just that.
Arriving at the club, the place was packed. She felt a bit overdressed as she stepped inside and looked around. She had chosen to wear a black half shirt, black jeans and heels, under a lightweight black trench coat. She may have felt overdressed but in actuality, she looked as if she fit right in. She had her long smoky-grey hair pulled back and braided down her back. She received a few looks as she passed through the room, and headed to the bar…
