Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 10:18:07 PM)
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Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 10:37:41 PM)
(-waves-)

Pixie Stix (Oct 13, 2011 10:37:53 PM)
( set the scene and impress me.... )

Francis Paciotti (Oct 13, 2011 10:37:56 PM)
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Francis Paciotti (Oct 13, 2011 10:38:05 PM)
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Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 10:38:43 PM)
(alright.)

Pixie Stix (Oct 13, 2011 10:42:46 PM)
(This user is now known as Swamp Witch)

Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 10:44:17 PM)
There was a loneliness that seemed to inhabit the track at such a late hour. Last minute hopes and dreams on some cheap printed carbon paper. The cheers, like gospel prayers barked at some champion trotting down the field. Each horse giving it's all, fighting for every inch of the field. Doing exactly what the sad men that bet on them was trying to do. Just get a little bit further ahead on a last hope of happiness. That hope died a long time ago in room 161 of the Beverly Hills Hilton for Nero Gaspare. His hands toyed with a kernel of popcorn, now and again forcing it into his mouth to roll it around, try to remember the taste, the texture that came with living. As the horses stormed past the second furlong began to rise, their screamed falling faint into the night.

Swamp Witch (Oct 13, 2011 10:46:34 PM)
(This user is now known as Calliope Sharkawy)

Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 10:49:03 PM)
(haha. thought I was going to time out)

Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 10:49:05 PM)
This city was draining him, tugging gently at the fabric of his being. In town only a couple of months and he felt pulled in twenty directions. Rosetta, Mikhail, Izzy, Anastasia, even Anna, they all had a bit of him and pulled at their whim. X had called him earlier, but the Ravnos refused to answer. He'd appreciated the sentiment but lifting cars in some shit smelling swamp wasn't his idea of fun, never was. Brujah entertained themselves all the wrong ways. This was fun, this was alive. If you couldn't feel the life teeming out of the people around the track you'd have to be numb. Everyone waiting, hoping. The feeling building up like a musical crescendo, like the climax of an orgasm, and there were only two outcomes, failure or success, victory or defeat. More of the dirty paper or back to the shit job and horrible boss that ruins your life.

Calliope Sharkawy (Oct 13, 2011 10:51:48 PM)
She sat a ways back, her dark eyes on the people watching the track, never actually looking at the track itself. A half smile took up residence on her lips as she considered each ones level of addiction. Why were they there, was it the thrill of winning, or the painful burn of losing....knowing you'd be lying to your family again about where 'daddy's paycheck went'.??.Hands rested on knees that were closed ladylike beneath a skirt..She was preying this evening....later praying Set lead her to be further enlightened...but for now, it was all business and pleasure... her pretty grin was sharp as daggers.

Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 10:53:00 PM)
He replaced the popcorn with a pack of cigarettes. Fishing one to his lips he found himself barking at the horses as they came over the finish line. He didn't bet the ponies. Chasing them was like chasing dames. then again, Nero seemed to be occupying his time with a long of women these days. From the frigid Tremere Regent to a myriad of humans that just danced around him like prima ballerinas. Taking a pull from the cigarette he slouched in the chair forcing his coat and tie to crumpled as he ducked down more in the seat. Fishing for the program his eyes scanned it for a moment before looking around again.

Calliope Sharkawy (Oct 13, 2011 10:57:34 PM)
Her hand came up and with it, the man seated in front of her raised up as if on command, lips whispered in ears and the man nodded leaning closer for a moment before moving away to do as he was bidden. Leaning back her eyes raked the crowd once more, pale skin seemingly like alabaster glowed under the lights dark orbs burned into Neros a moment and a grin flashed before her smooth expression returned.

Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 10:59:19 PM)
10/14/11 02:54:21 Nero Gaspare rolls 3 dice vs. diff of 6 to precep + alert: 6, 10, 1 : 1 successes Maybe it was the motion of a body moving but something made Nero glance around. He caught another tough set of eyes in the crowd, they just so happened to belong to a woman. The smoke didn't exhale till he looked away back to the program as if interested in the upcoming race. The night was rather lovely, it was raining in New York, felt like the other side of the world at this point in his life. He left in '54 or so and had never been back since. She told him he couldn't then again Rosetta told him a lot of things. He glanced back behind him to see if those eyes were still looking him over or not.

Calliope Sharkawy (Oct 13, 2011 11:05:59 PM)
Indeed she was....the smirk widened further as he glanced back....so he had noticed her. She looked pleased and crossed her arms leaning back. Her voice seemed to carry into his head a second....her Auspex phenomenal as she invaded thoughts to speak her mind. "Do you gamble often?" The womanly voice spoke with a hint of a mid eastern accent.

Calliope Sharkawy (Oct 13, 2011 11:06:20 PM)
10/14/11 03:04:56 Calliope Sharkawy rolls 8 dice vs. diff of 5 to Auspex : 1, 3, 8, 4, 5, 2, 5, 8 : 3 successes

Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 11:13:32 PM)
10/14/11 03:09:00 Nero Gaspare rolls 6 dice vs. diff of 7 to manip + perform acting shocked: 6, 6, 2, 5, 4, 5 : Failed Paused, acting shocked a second before letting the blank stare melt into smirk. He stayed twisted at the hip looking back at her a moment longer before glancing at the sound of the gates opening "Uh, no I'm a sorry but in my country most things you gamble on are rigged. So most times I go more to see the horses then lose money. " The italian accent was so thick it was either pasted on or 100%. In honest it was a little bit of both. Flicking the cigarette he continued with the ruse " and you bella? Do you care to chance fate?"

Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 11:13:43 PM)
(sorry about that. Richie decided to just randomly call. haha)

Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 11:14:50 PM)
(haha and don't ask about that roll. was thinking about how he'd respond when I was talking to richie and for some dumb reason I thought he still had his back turned.. blah!)

Calliope Sharkawy (Oct 13, 2011 11:19:07 PM)
She leaned forward smiling at him as her words bounced in his head, her lips unmoving...only he could hear her in his mind. "My fate is to become a God..." He heard chuckles... and then. "Which horse is your favorite?"

Calliope Sharkawy (Oct 13, 2011 11:24:26 PM)
(( and sorry, had to give the kid some medicine... so I was afkish))

Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 11:24:47 PM)
(np)

Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 11:24:49 PM)
He spoke, but something told him he didn't really need too, it was more out of tradition than anything. "The Three horse.. 'Never Tell a Lie'. " He chuckled and looked back to the field briefly looking at the horses all nearly ready. "He's a good sprinter, saw him run at Central Miss couple months ago, really tore up the field you know?" With that said he turned back to look at the track full and sunk back into his seat again. He didn't like her, well not that he hated her. Nero felt more outclassed than anything at the moment, it wasn't time to 'run' just yet. He kept chatting but kept facing the racetrack. He figured if she knew the field 'Central Miss' than this would be a rather interesting encounter. "How bout you? got a horse in this race or just happy to browse?" (Central Miss is for Central Missouri Speedway)

Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 11:32:53 PM)
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Calliope Sharkawy (Oct 13, 2011 11:33:24 PM)
She was in the row behind him now, her voice inches behind his ear her eyes on the track now looking over the horses. The smell of musk and white jasmine hung about her, as if she had oiled her skin. "Happy to browse..." She stared ahead as he was, and then asked. "Do you fear fate or embrace it?"

Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 11:40:07 PM)
His eyes fell like shades as Calliope got all philosophical. With a chuckle he turned slowly, leaning forward to give enough room between the two of them, for her of course. he matched eyes with her and answered her question "Browsing huh? Well I should let you know, everything in the windows is on sale if you're interested." A quick smile played off by him searching for a cigarette. "Either way it's got you right? If you run away from it you're afraid, locked in fear of something forever running. If you embrace it your just letting the chips fall where they might. A real gamble if I may say so myself. His right hand seemed to weave and move with every word, than again it wasn't hard to guess his ethnicity. "This place, New Orleans has the perfect climate of a gambler. " As he stopped talking he stuffed the smoke between his lips and lit it.

Calliope Sharkawy (Oct 13, 2011 11:44:11 PM)
Her eyes landed on the flame and watched the flame spark, it didn't encite the fear it had when she had been a neonate. A smile formed and she spoke bluntly. "The blood is rich and ripe with magic..."

Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 11:49:56 PM)
"never heard it put that way but I'll take your word for it darlin." He took a pull of the smoke and tried to get a better look at her "You're like me huh?" He let it linger there for a second as the words were nearly choked out on his smoke. He quickly took another pull as if administering a dose. Taking a second after exhaling he continued "From out of town I mean. You don't talk like a regular. Safe bet to guess you come from a land far, far away. Probably can also guess you got some fancy name to go along with that accent. " He leaned closer an inch to flaunt his smirk. "Names Nero."

Calliope Sharkawy (Oct 13, 2011 11:54:55 PM)
"Calliope, and I am much like you....Nero..."She appraised him and tilted her head her gaze piercing. "I'm from Cairo..."

Calliope Sharkawy (Oct 13, 2011 11:55:16 PM)
(( grrrrr.. Lillian is awake.. I have to go!! :( ))

Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 11:55:25 PM)
(its cool haha)

Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 11:55:33 PM)
(later kiddo!)

Calliope Sharkawy (Oct 13, 2011 11:55:38 PM)
( sucks... I hate when she wakes up like this... booooo ))

Calliope Sharkawy (Oct 13, 2011 11:55:46 PM)
(( she's gonna be an adorable pain... seeya))

Calliope Sharkawy (Oct 13, 2011 11:55:49 PM)
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Nero Gaspare (Oct 13, 2011 11:56:49 PM)
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