Post by Nyxy ( 血の花 ) on Jun 15, 2014 14:50:23 GMT
Nyxy rolled up the sleeves on the large shirt she wore, she and her small crew of people were putting the finishing touches on the shop. The sign was already put up the carpets laid down, Joe was cleaning the display cases while Anthony got himself familiar with the kitchen. She was waiting on news from Damien while Daphne pushed a broom with a frown. Nyxy gave her a stare which made her look away. She was very unsure how much longer she would tolerate the lazy female. Nyxy knelt to inspect the work, she had gotten a good deal with a laborer who was good with carpentry, her charms worked wonders on him, but she wanted to make sure no thread of the plush crimson fabric was out of place. As she made her inspection the bell on the door rang as someone entered. Looking up hoping it was Rudeboy, Nyxy blinks seeing Jolene instead. “Hello” the red head said softly almost in shock that an actual business was set up here. And it was true while the large mall had once been a hubbub of commerce it now was a skeletal reminder of the great upheaval. Nyxy's shop being the only functioning one in place...well soon to be functioning. “Hello Jo Jo, what brings ye hear?” Nyxy smiles at her, Jo shrugs “just doing some looking around, what about yourself?” Nyxy grins “well as you can see I am readying my business to launch, I will be selling candy.” Jolene nods “be sure to tell all ye friends where they can get fine sweets” Nyxy adds with a grin before hearing a loud crash. Her eyes narrow “excuse me.” Jolene nods and Nyxy heads towards the back of the show room and notices Joe had spilled paint all over her marble counters. The red and green tiles now dripping with the ooze of primer paint. “I- I'm sorry mistress I forgive me please.” His sniveling angered Nyxy to a high point especially since a waft of dark smoke began to creep in from the kitchen. “Clean this mess now! I want those counters back in pristine form or I will make you suffer.” Nyxy glares at him. “Y-yes Mistress, Please I promise to..” Nyxy cuts him off “just do it now!” She then heads to the kitchen. Jolene is treated to a stream of extremities in a thick Jamaican accent. Nyxy then comes out Anthony had burned some chocolate playing around with the blow torch. She was extremely aggravated but gave a gracious smile “I apologize ye had to witness that, my employees tend to be a bit unskilled but in time they will serve their purpose.” Jolene smiled “its okay Nyxy I was just about to go. Nice shop though.” Nyxy nods “don't forget to tell your friends.”
As the red head left Nyxy sighed Joe was cleaning up the paint while Anthony started on a new batch of chocolates. The bell on the door chimed again and this time Rudeboy sauntered in a smile on his face. Daphne who had shrunk back into a corner from hearing Nyxy's tirade runs up to him hugging him. He blinks at her and Nyxy frowns. “Easy baby I need to talk to the boss lady.” Daphne shivers staring at Nyxy who glares “shouldn't ye be doing something?” Damien nods “go help in the kitchen okay?” She nods and heads to the kitchen. Nyxy was unsure of why she found the girl so annoying, she had pretty features a classic Roma look to her long dark tresses a aquiline nose but her whole attitude was one of someone who did not know her place. Rudeboy constantly had to keep the loud girl in check and it was working Nyxy's already frayed nerves. “Rudeboy tell me ye got some good news for me, idiots here spilling things burning things I need some good news.” Damien gives her a soft grin today he wore his long tresses out, he had on a new pair of black jeans a gift from Nyxy and a polo style shirt, her influence on him looking better already taken off. “I got you a nice hook up, everything is set in place, our first delivery will be here in a few hours.” Nyxy gets up and hugs him “I knew I could rely on you Damien...ye are the only competent one.” He enjoys her embrace though her skin felt strangely cold. “Of course I told you id deliver and I meant it.” Nyxy smiled while crafting sweets was important the dealings Rudeboy set up was the backbone of Oishii. “I need to go for a bit can ye make sure this lot keeps things tight?” She caresses his cheek. He nods “I will make sure they are doing everything you wish.” This was why she chose him as her right hand “thank you” she smiled then glances balefully at Joe “keep a special eye out for him, hes been rather clumsy of late.” Rudeboy nods and walks over making sure Joe cleaned up.
Nyxy left the store in his hands needing to put together another phase of her business plan. Having a business was one thing, if she was really going to make her mark amongst the Ventrue she had to get her face out there. Social circles could make or break a person especially a fledgling as herself. She needed to break bread with the social elite and she had a few leads on where to go for such purposes. Heading home she readied herself, gently cleaning her skin dabbing bits of lavender scent to key points on her body. A crimson dress laid on her bed the style as exotic as she was with a slit up her left side showing her powerful thigh, the cut of the front of the dressed dipped low enough to show a teasing glimpse of her ample chest, while the bodice down to the skirt hugged like a second skin to her body. She slipped on her black heels and tied up her long locks holding the tresses in place with ruby pins. A choker of red silk with a jeweled flower was placed around her neck. Though she could not see herself in a mirror Nyxy knew her look would stand out, she had a rare heritage amongst the Kindred an exotic blend that she hoped to use for her favor. Stepping out of the house she had decided of the three events that a wine and cheese social would be where she would try to make her mark. Jeeves was waiting outside for her the door opened to the limo. Nodding she slid in and sat back as he drove her to the establishment. Getting out Nyxy saw the line to the bar called “The Purple Onion” was very long. Smiling since she was not about to stand in line like some no body, she approached a large male who looked to be a bouncer. “So I am here for the business event.” She grins at him as he looks upon her. “Special event?” The male asked confused. Nyxy held in her exasperation “yes, I believe it is with Amalia.” He blinks “oh I see well go in and talk to the bartender she knows about that stuff.” Nyxy nods and is let right in much to the chagrin of those waiting in line.
Once inside Nyxy made her way threw the low lit area hearing music playing and seeing a smokey seedy like atmosphere. She walked up to the bar, where an attractive female looked up at her, despite her attire and piercings Nyxy noted she was a fetching young woman. “I am here to meet with Amalia.” she gives the bartender a grin. The female nods to her motioning for her to come around and pulls a curtain back. “Take the door to your right please.” Nyxy bows to her and does so. Upon entering she sees several others mingling and talking. Servants walking around with trays of champagne. When offered one she takes it though she had no intentions of drinking such. She makes her way around glass in hand gleaming bits of information from conversations while looking for people of importance. The atmosphere of the room changes as a male enters. A striking blonde male, pale skinned yet piercing eyes and chiseled features enters. Nyxy remembered him from the Museum gathering the other night, the event that should have launched her social status but ended in a near blood bath. She remembered he was called Johnathan and that he was high up on the social elite scale. She smiled and made her way over to him giving a polite bow. “And who might you be?” He says with an air of disinterest. Nyxy not daunted by his attitude answers “I am Nyxy childer of Drake. I remember seeing you at the event the other night.” Johnathan gives a bored look “of course you did.” His whole attitude dismissive. “Why are you here?” He asks in a way which showed he did not care if she gave an answer or not. Nyxy smiled “well I am a business woman so I thought id come to learn what I can from the elites of such.” Johnathan glanced at her “I am sure you'd learn a lot more than that charlatan you call a sire could, but why ever would I teach you?” Nyxy smiled keeping her cool though his insult to Drake burned her insides with rage. “I apologize for wasting your time, I still wish to enjoy this fine gathering so I will leave you be.” She turns to walk away from his dismissive look. As she heads back towards the others the room seemed to pause as a strong aura filled it, turning towards the entrance Nyxy watched as a female entered whose presence commanded attention. The striking blonde female had the look of a nordic beauty. Her skin pale yet had the texture of a white rose petal, her lips full and strong her eyes piercing. Nyxy felt a strange pull towards her as she watched the female make a bee line towards Johnathan and embrace him. They exchanged words and smiled tenderly at each other before she noticed Johnathan saying something to the female and her looking over towards Nyxy.
Undaunted Nyxy walked up to her and bowed she knew her exotic look was no where near as enrapturing as this females, but she hoped her own beauty would win slight favor with this woman known as Amalia. “Hello, I am Amalia and you are?” Nyxy looks up “I am Nyxy Childer of Drake, and it is a pleasure to meet you Amalia.” Her accent tickled the blonde woman who smiled “it is nice to meet you as well pretty one.” Nyxy smiled as Amalia offered her hand. She took it leaning in to gently kiss, letting her lips linger slightly before letting go. “So what brings you here?” Nyxy smiled “well as I told Mr. Johnathan I am starting my own business, so I wished to be around like minded individuals and learn what I can to be a success. Though I fear I may have annoyed him with my presence, for that I apologize.” She says with an air of gentry which earns a smile from Amalia, “no worries my Sire tends to have a bit of a sibling rivalry with yours, its all bluster and bravado.” Nyxy smiled at her she had wondered what their relationship was, out of every one in the room the beautiful female only had eyes for Johnathan. Nyxy understood this well, her loyalty to Drake was very strong. He gave her things that no one else had and she was very defensive of her sire. “It is okay I love my sire dearly and I can see you do as well.” This earns a smile from Amalia as if someone understood her connection to Johnathan. While Nyxy was not sure she had the same level of attraction to Drake, she knew that her loyalty and devotion to him was as unwavering. “so you say you wish to learn the ropes of business?” Amalia's voice made Nyxy's being tingle with delight. “Yes I am eager to learn all I can.”
Amalia smiled “then come let me give you a tour of my establishment, I think you have the potential to really go places.” Nyxy smiled “thank you Amalia from you I take that as the highest of compliments.” She followed the goddess like beauty towards the front of the bar, just as Amalia was about to give her a tour she watched her freeze with anger her eyes locking in on Jolene....”What the hell are you doing in my bar?!” Nyxy shivered at the rage coming forth from the beauty who was just a few moments ago very poised and collected. Jolene who had already had an exchanged with the bartender gave a sly smile “just here to enjoy a drink Amalia.” The blonde beauty glares “not in my establishment leave!” Nyxy stood there in shock she was unsure if she should intervene then felt her body pallor more as Jolene asked “why?” 'Oh of all the crazy..' Nyxy thought to herself keeping silent as this played out. “Did you really just ask me why? No one skips out on me especially when I give them a chance at work. You are not welcomed here Jolene, leave now.” Amalia's voice was icy cold, Jolene strolled up her eyes sparkled with slight malice “No.” Nyxy was shocked, Jolene was always a wild card but now she had a boldness to her that may end up getting her killed. Amalia glares and nods for a guard, a large male walked up grabbing Jolene who in turn struggled “come on girl you heard Amalia you are leaving.” Jolene struggled then grabbed at his package “let me go and I will walk out on my own.” After a slight tussle the male let her go and Jolene confidently strode out of the place. “Ugh Drake always did have poor taste in his childer...” As if she suddenly remembered Nyxy was there she turned and apologetic and said “present company excluded of course, you are a rare refined piece of his brood.” Nyxy held in her anger though it could clearly be seen in her eyes. No one insulted Drake, she gave a cool smile and polite bow. “No offense taken beautiful one, one cannot buy class it has to be born inside. Though I fear after that scene my staying here would only fluster you more and you are far too beautiful to be agitated in such a way. I will take my leave but I hope to be able to gaze upon your beauty again soon.” Nyxy gave her another polite bow. Amalia smiled “of course you are welcomed here, but only you.” Her words carried a grave tone. Nyxy nods “until we meet again” She left and headed after Jolene who had made her way up the street.
As Nyxy caught up to her, the red head turned apologetic, “I am sorry Nyxy I had no idea you were there.” Nyxy sighed but shrugged “It is okay Jo Jo, I was just trying to work my way amongst the social circles, but that place was too cool for its own good.” Jolene grinned “yeah, but I did not know you were working your charms threw that place, I hope I did not spoil things for you.” Nyxy chuckled softly “do not worry ye pretty little head about it, I was made to navigate obstacles if I cannot join the social elite by smoosing, I will make them take notice of me and let them come running my way.” Jolene nods “now come lets go have some fun and unwind.” Jolene blinks at Nyxy it was the first time the female had offered to hang out with her. “What did you have in mind?” Nyxy smiled “well I just recently got introduced to a place where a gal can hang out and relax. Lets get a ride down there and go enjoy ourselves.” After the night she was having the thought of a little stress relief came into mind. Jeeves pulled up and Jolene and Nyxy enter the car letting it take them down to East Vancouver. Jolene nervously looks around. Nyxy notes her demeanor “I don't think we should be in this area Nyxy.” Jolene said nervously. “It will be fine I was just here a few nights ago.” Jolene shook her head “I meant to say I don't think I should be here.” Nyxy smiled dismissively “don't worry this is a rough neighborhood but I just made meself a new powerful friend, we are going to be fine.” Jeeves pulls up to The Last Stand bar then gets out and opens the door for the ladies. They step out and walk up to the bouncer who takes one look at Jolene...”You no you get out of here now!” he holds his crotch glaring at Jo Jo. Nyxy blinks then looks over at Jolene “Just how many times have you used that fight move on people?” Jolene blinks “hey stumpy hows it going?” The bouncer frowns “stay away from me and leave now!” Nyxy sighed “just let us in we are here to relax and unwind.” The male shakes his head “she is not welcomed here, now go before I get Jack.” At the mention of Jack's name the already irritated Nyxy nods “that is a good idea why don't you go and get Jack.” He nods and rushed inside. Jolene once again sighed “Nyxy maybe this is not a good idea.” Nyxy turns to her “don't worry I consider myself a friend to Jack he will let us in to unwind.” She grinned remembering the night of pleasure they recently enjoyed.
His voice greets them with a air of contempt as he laid eyes on Jolene “what the hell is she doing here?” He asked his arms crossed against his chest. Nyxy looked upon him and smiled alluringly “Jack we had a bit of a rough night, some snobs downtown turned us out we just want to come in and relax.” Jack glanced at her his eyes cold “sorry Darling that one isn't coming into this establishment, shes not welcomed here.” Nyxy was taken back by his demeanor “come on Jack we just wish to relax a bit I'm sure if you said it was okay no one in there would care if Jo Jo here is with me.” Nyxy remembered how much power he commanded she was sure the people inside would not question him if he allowed it. “No.” His voice was final like a slap across the face. “I see” Nyxy said coolly. “I'm sorry Nyxy I didn't mean to mess things up between you and your friend.” Nyxy upset that he would dare turn her away turns to Jolene “he is not my friend just someone I had fun with, but I guess that is over now” she replied in a cool tone. Jack glanced at her “look Darling you are welcomed here any time, but your friend is not.” Nyxy squared her shoulders her pride kicking in full time “sorry Jack but I’ll have to decline that invitation. You see I believe in being loyal to those good to me, and Jo Jo here is like a sister, so if she is not welcomed then I am not welcomed. Its too bad you were an amazing fuck.” She turned to walk away from him heading back to the limo, sighing as Jeeves opens the limo door “come on Jo Jo lets go.” She struggled not to look back at him as she got into the limo hugging herself as the door was closed. His raw power, devil may care attitude and command had truly enraptured her but Nyxy was a prideful woman, her heritage made her so. So she could not take his rebuff as anything but an insult, she sat back with her arms crossed over her chest, this was why she never allowed anyone close.
As the car drove away from the bar she began to mentally calculate her next move. Now that the alliances she had carefully tried to form fell apart she knew she had to come up with another strategy to make a name for herself. Jolene had Jeeves drop her off once again giving Nyxy an apologetic look. “Don't worry Jolene, I will figure things out this will not stop me from getting what I want.” Jolene nods and heads off, while Nyxy rides silently back to her home. As they get to the checkpoint she gives the person checking the car a look of annoyance. By the time Jeeves drove her home she was still aggravated but worked hard to maintain a cool demeanor. “Thank you Jeeves” She said softly and headed into her home. Frustrated she kicks her heels off ad heads into a back room where several pieces of equipment sat. Pulling on some black boxing gloves she doesn't bother to change as she goes to a punching bag and begins to pummel it with frustration hitting it over and over harder and harder. Her hair comes loose the clips falling to the ground as she beats the bag until its dented in on one side. She felt a wave of sleepiness wash over her, looking at a window she could tell the dawn was coming. Nyxy walked up to the window staring up at the sky which was changing over from ebon to a light gray. Her plans hit a snag, her budding alliance with the Brujah in ruins she was going to need to figure out a new path. Sighing she drew the curtain closed and headed upstairs. Slipping out of her dress she climbed into her bed letting the silk sheets touch her naked skin. She pulled the cord to the canopy bed closed welcoming the deep darkness it provided her. She had a lot to do when she awakened but Nyxy was determined, this was just a slight bump in her path to power...
To be continued.
As the red head left Nyxy sighed Joe was cleaning up the paint while Anthony started on a new batch of chocolates. The bell on the door chimed again and this time Rudeboy sauntered in a smile on his face. Daphne who had shrunk back into a corner from hearing Nyxy's tirade runs up to him hugging him. He blinks at her and Nyxy frowns. “Easy baby I need to talk to the boss lady.” Daphne shivers staring at Nyxy who glares “shouldn't ye be doing something?” Damien nods “go help in the kitchen okay?” She nods and heads to the kitchen. Nyxy was unsure of why she found the girl so annoying, she had pretty features a classic Roma look to her long dark tresses a aquiline nose but her whole attitude was one of someone who did not know her place. Rudeboy constantly had to keep the loud girl in check and it was working Nyxy's already frayed nerves. “Rudeboy tell me ye got some good news for me, idiots here spilling things burning things I need some good news.” Damien gives her a soft grin today he wore his long tresses out, he had on a new pair of black jeans a gift from Nyxy and a polo style shirt, her influence on him looking better already taken off. “I got you a nice hook up, everything is set in place, our first delivery will be here in a few hours.” Nyxy gets up and hugs him “I knew I could rely on you Damien...ye are the only competent one.” He enjoys her embrace though her skin felt strangely cold. “Of course I told you id deliver and I meant it.” Nyxy smiled while crafting sweets was important the dealings Rudeboy set up was the backbone of Oishii. “I need to go for a bit can ye make sure this lot keeps things tight?” She caresses his cheek. He nods “I will make sure they are doing everything you wish.” This was why she chose him as her right hand “thank you” she smiled then glances balefully at Joe “keep a special eye out for him, hes been rather clumsy of late.” Rudeboy nods and walks over making sure Joe cleaned up.
Nyxy left the store in his hands needing to put together another phase of her business plan. Having a business was one thing, if she was really going to make her mark amongst the Ventrue she had to get her face out there. Social circles could make or break a person especially a fledgling as herself. She needed to break bread with the social elite and she had a few leads on where to go for such purposes. Heading home she readied herself, gently cleaning her skin dabbing bits of lavender scent to key points on her body. A crimson dress laid on her bed the style as exotic as she was with a slit up her left side showing her powerful thigh, the cut of the front of the dressed dipped low enough to show a teasing glimpse of her ample chest, while the bodice down to the skirt hugged like a second skin to her body. She slipped on her black heels and tied up her long locks holding the tresses in place with ruby pins. A choker of red silk with a jeweled flower was placed around her neck. Though she could not see herself in a mirror Nyxy knew her look would stand out, she had a rare heritage amongst the Kindred an exotic blend that she hoped to use for her favor. Stepping out of the house she had decided of the three events that a wine and cheese social would be where she would try to make her mark. Jeeves was waiting outside for her the door opened to the limo. Nodding she slid in and sat back as he drove her to the establishment. Getting out Nyxy saw the line to the bar called “The Purple Onion” was very long. Smiling since she was not about to stand in line like some no body, she approached a large male who looked to be a bouncer. “So I am here for the business event.” She grins at him as he looks upon her. “Special event?” The male asked confused. Nyxy held in her exasperation “yes, I believe it is with Amalia.” He blinks “oh I see well go in and talk to the bartender she knows about that stuff.” Nyxy nods and is let right in much to the chagrin of those waiting in line.
Once inside Nyxy made her way threw the low lit area hearing music playing and seeing a smokey seedy like atmosphere. She walked up to the bar, where an attractive female looked up at her, despite her attire and piercings Nyxy noted she was a fetching young woman. “I am here to meet with Amalia.” she gives the bartender a grin. The female nods to her motioning for her to come around and pulls a curtain back. “Take the door to your right please.” Nyxy bows to her and does so. Upon entering she sees several others mingling and talking. Servants walking around with trays of champagne. When offered one she takes it though she had no intentions of drinking such. She makes her way around glass in hand gleaming bits of information from conversations while looking for people of importance. The atmosphere of the room changes as a male enters. A striking blonde male, pale skinned yet piercing eyes and chiseled features enters. Nyxy remembered him from the Museum gathering the other night, the event that should have launched her social status but ended in a near blood bath. She remembered he was called Johnathan and that he was high up on the social elite scale. She smiled and made her way over to him giving a polite bow. “And who might you be?” He says with an air of disinterest. Nyxy not daunted by his attitude answers “I am Nyxy childer of Drake. I remember seeing you at the event the other night.” Johnathan gives a bored look “of course you did.” His whole attitude dismissive. “Why are you here?” He asks in a way which showed he did not care if she gave an answer or not. Nyxy smiled “well I am a business woman so I thought id come to learn what I can from the elites of such.” Johnathan glanced at her “I am sure you'd learn a lot more than that charlatan you call a sire could, but why ever would I teach you?” Nyxy smiled keeping her cool though his insult to Drake burned her insides with rage. “I apologize for wasting your time, I still wish to enjoy this fine gathering so I will leave you be.” She turns to walk away from his dismissive look. As she heads back towards the others the room seemed to pause as a strong aura filled it, turning towards the entrance Nyxy watched as a female entered whose presence commanded attention. The striking blonde female had the look of a nordic beauty. Her skin pale yet had the texture of a white rose petal, her lips full and strong her eyes piercing. Nyxy felt a strange pull towards her as she watched the female make a bee line towards Johnathan and embrace him. They exchanged words and smiled tenderly at each other before she noticed Johnathan saying something to the female and her looking over towards Nyxy.
Undaunted Nyxy walked up to her and bowed she knew her exotic look was no where near as enrapturing as this females, but she hoped her own beauty would win slight favor with this woman known as Amalia. “Hello, I am Amalia and you are?” Nyxy looks up “I am Nyxy Childer of Drake, and it is a pleasure to meet you Amalia.” Her accent tickled the blonde woman who smiled “it is nice to meet you as well pretty one.” Nyxy smiled as Amalia offered her hand. She took it leaning in to gently kiss, letting her lips linger slightly before letting go. “So what brings you here?” Nyxy smiled “well as I told Mr. Johnathan I am starting my own business, so I wished to be around like minded individuals and learn what I can to be a success. Though I fear I may have annoyed him with my presence, for that I apologize.” She says with an air of gentry which earns a smile from Amalia, “no worries my Sire tends to have a bit of a sibling rivalry with yours, its all bluster and bravado.” Nyxy smiled at her she had wondered what their relationship was, out of every one in the room the beautiful female only had eyes for Johnathan. Nyxy understood this well, her loyalty to Drake was very strong. He gave her things that no one else had and she was very defensive of her sire. “It is okay I love my sire dearly and I can see you do as well.” This earns a smile from Amalia as if someone understood her connection to Johnathan. While Nyxy was not sure she had the same level of attraction to Drake, she knew that her loyalty and devotion to him was as unwavering. “so you say you wish to learn the ropes of business?” Amalia's voice made Nyxy's being tingle with delight. “Yes I am eager to learn all I can.”
Amalia smiled “then come let me give you a tour of my establishment, I think you have the potential to really go places.” Nyxy smiled “thank you Amalia from you I take that as the highest of compliments.” She followed the goddess like beauty towards the front of the bar, just as Amalia was about to give her a tour she watched her freeze with anger her eyes locking in on Jolene....”What the hell are you doing in my bar?!” Nyxy shivered at the rage coming forth from the beauty who was just a few moments ago very poised and collected. Jolene who had already had an exchanged with the bartender gave a sly smile “just here to enjoy a drink Amalia.” The blonde beauty glares “not in my establishment leave!” Nyxy stood there in shock she was unsure if she should intervene then felt her body pallor more as Jolene asked “why?” 'Oh of all the crazy..' Nyxy thought to herself keeping silent as this played out. “Did you really just ask me why? No one skips out on me especially when I give them a chance at work. You are not welcomed here Jolene, leave now.” Amalia's voice was icy cold, Jolene strolled up her eyes sparkled with slight malice “No.” Nyxy was shocked, Jolene was always a wild card but now she had a boldness to her that may end up getting her killed. Amalia glares and nods for a guard, a large male walked up grabbing Jolene who in turn struggled “come on girl you heard Amalia you are leaving.” Jolene struggled then grabbed at his package “let me go and I will walk out on my own.” After a slight tussle the male let her go and Jolene confidently strode out of the place. “Ugh Drake always did have poor taste in his childer...” As if she suddenly remembered Nyxy was there she turned and apologetic and said “present company excluded of course, you are a rare refined piece of his brood.” Nyxy held in her anger though it could clearly be seen in her eyes. No one insulted Drake, she gave a cool smile and polite bow. “No offense taken beautiful one, one cannot buy class it has to be born inside. Though I fear after that scene my staying here would only fluster you more and you are far too beautiful to be agitated in such a way. I will take my leave but I hope to be able to gaze upon your beauty again soon.” Nyxy gave her another polite bow. Amalia smiled “of course you are welcomed here, but only you.” Her words carried a grave tone. Nyxy nods “until we meet again” She left and headed after Jolene who had made her way up the street.
As Nyxy caught up to her, the red head turned apologetic, “I am sorry Nyxy I had no idea you were there.” Nyxy sighed but shrugged “It is okay Jo Jo, I was just trying to work my way amongst the social circles, but that place was too cool for its own good.” Jolene grinned “yeah, but I did not know you were working your charms threw that place, I hope I did not spoil things for you.” Nyxy chuckled softly “do not worry ye pretty little head about it, I was made to navigate obstacles if I cannot join the social elite by smoosing, I will make them take notice of me and let them come running my way.” Jolene nods “now come lets go have some fun and unwind.” Jolene blinks at Nyxy it was the first time the female had offered to hang out with her. “What did you have in mind?” Nyxy smiled “well I just recently got introduced to a place where a gal can hang out and relax. Lets get a ride down there and go enjoy ourselves.” After the night she was having the thought of a little stress relief came into mind. Jeeves pulled up and Jolene and Nyxy enter the car letting it take them down to East Vancouver. Jolene nervously looks around. Nyxy notes her demeanor “I don't think we should be in this area Nyxy.” Jolene said nervously. “It will be fine I was just here a few nights ago.” Jolene shook her head “I meant to say I don't think I should be here.” Nyxy smiled dismissively “don't worry this is a rough neighborhood but I just made meself a new powerful friend, we are going to be fine.” Jeeves pulls up to The Last Stand bar then gets out and opens the door for the ladies. They step out and walk up to the bouncer who takes one look at Jolene...”You no you get out of here now!” he holds his crotch glaring at Jo Jo. Nyxy blinks then looks over at Jolene “Just how many times have you used that fight move on people?” Jolene blinks “hey stumpy hows it going?” The bouncer frowns “stay away from me and leave now!” Nyxy sighed “just let us in we are here to relax and unwind.” The male shakes his head “she is not welcomed here, now go before I get Jack.” At the mention of Jack's name the already irritated Nyxy nods “that is a good idea why don't you go and get Jack.” He nods and rushed inside. Jolene once again sighed “Nyxy maybe this is not a good idea.” Nyxy turns to her “don't worry I consider myself a friend to Jack he will let us in to unwind.” She grinned remembering the night of pleasure they recently enjoyed.
His voice greets them with a air of contempt as he laid eyes on Jolene “what the hell is she doing here?” He asked his arms crossed against his chest. Nyxy looked upon him and smiled alluringly “Jack we had a bit of a rough night, some snobs downtown turned us out we just want to come in and relax.” Jack glanced at her his eyes cold “sorry Darling that one isn't coming into this establishment, shes not welcomed here.” Nyxy was taken back by his demeanor “come on Jack we just wish to relax a bit I'm sure if you said it was okay no one in there would care if Jo Jo here is with me.” Nyxy remembered how much power he commanded she was sure the people inside would not question him if he allowed it. “No.” His voice was final like a slap across the face. “I see” Nyxy said coolly. “I'm sorry Nyxy I didn't mean to mess things up between you and your friend.” Nyxy upset that he would dare turn her away turns to Jolene “he is not my friend just someone I had fun with, but I guess that is over now” she replied in a cool tone. Jack glanced at her “look Darling you are welcomed here any time, but your friend is not.” Nyxy squared her shoulders her pride kicking in full time “sorry Jack but I’ll have to decline that invitation. You see I believe in being loyal to those good to me, and Jo Jo here is like a sister, so if she is not welcomed then I am not welcomed. Its too bad you were an amazing fuck.” She turned to walk away from him heading back to the limo, sighing as Jeeves opens the limo door “come on Jo Jo lets go.” She struggled not to look back at him as she got into the limo hugging herself as the door was closed. His raw power, devil may care attitude and command had truly enraptured her but Nyxy was a prideful woman, her heritage made her so. So she could not take his rebuff as anything but an insult, she sat back with her arms crossed over her chest, this was why she never allowed anyone close.
As the car drove away from the bar she began to mentally calculate her next move. Now that the alliances she had carefully tried to form fell apart she knew she had to come up with another strategy to make a name for herself. Jolene had Jeeves drop her off once again giving Nyxy an apologetic look. “Don't worry Jolene, I will figure things out this will not stop me from getting what I want.” Jolene nods and heads off, while Nyxy rides silently back to her home. As they get to the checkpoint she gives the person checking the car a look of annoyance. By the time Jeeves drove her home she was still aggravated but worked hard to maintain a cool demeanor. “Thank you Jeeves” She said softly and headed into her home. Frustrated she kicks her heels off ad heads into a back room where several pieces of equipment sat. Pulling on some black boxing gloves she doesn't bother to change as she goes to a punching bag and begins to pummel it with frustration hitting it over and over harder and harder. Her hair comes loose the clips falling to the ground as she beats the bag until its dented in on one side. She felt a wave of sleepiness wash over her, looking at a window she could tell the dawn was coming. Nyxy walked up to the window staring up at the sky which was changing over from ebon to a light gray. Her plans hit a snag, her budding alliance with the Brujah in ruins she was going to need to figure out a new path. Sighing she drew the curtain closed and headed upstairs. Slipping out of her dress she climbed into her bed letting the silk sheets touch her naked skin. She pulled the cord to the canopy bed closed welcoming the deep darkness it provided her. She had a lot to do when she awakened but Nyxy was determined, this was just a slight bump in her path to power...
To be continued.