Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 5:59:34 PM)
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Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 5:59:41 PM)
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Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 5:59:56 PM)
(I'll start us off. ;)

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 6:00:41 PM)
(( k ))

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 6:02:34 PM)
(( may i have a beer while we play LMAO or will I get in trouble ;-) ))

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 6:10:12 PM)
Renzo's favorite candleabra had been lit, along with a dozen other candles scattered about the haunt of mediterranean flair. The vampire seemed to appreciate the ambiance of flame. An unspoken reverence came with that primal fear that all such unnatural predators held for the dancing light. Rylie would have been offered an assortment of caskets in which to slumber after their dalliances the previous night. Such were the percs of being a licensed mortician: an excess of coffins didn't seem quite so unusual. Perhaps for the first time, the adored rose would get to see his 'day job'. Fortunately, Renzo made his own work. The room opposite the sitting chamber that Rylie was familiar with had been emptied of furniture. It was here that he prepared the corpses for their special day. At the moment a cheap coffin was occupied by a blood-less black man. Violets had already been assorted in an arrangement of surprising care. The purples contrasted with the warm wood and the ashen quality of the corpse's skin. "Don't yo

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 6:11:29 PM)
"Don't you look lovely, darling. Is it comfortable?" Renzo asked, as if expecting the dead man to break into a conversation with him.

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 6:15:32 PM)
It was there that Rylie would find the Giovanni, she moved in quietly twisting her long hair into a sort of rope to which it twirled and she somehow managed to get it to stay in a messy updo sans pins by tying it. She wet her lips watching him, for a moment.. "Is this the violet loving Levon?" She queried. She looked at the dead man for a moment and then at Renzo. "You were right...he looks lovely in purple.." She smirked and watched him, realising she knew only what he wanted her to know about himself and very little else.

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 6:20:13 PM)
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Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 6:21:27 PM)
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Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 6:23:18 PM)
(( you did get my post right?))

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 6:27:15 PM)
"You remembered his name." Renzo said with a businesslike tone of appreciation. "He would have liked like that I think. Somehow he strikes me as a gentleman who would have enjoyed that kind of humble recognition. Especially from a talented singer like yourself." Renzo had a palate of make up open upon a small bar table to his left. His pallid fingers were painted in the mixture that he was currently applying to Levon's face. "How age and mortality have stolen your regal nature." A somber tone now. "But now...you're safe." Renzo offered. A black handkerchief was snatched up from the corner of the casket and his fingers were cleaned with an expert hand. Finally, the Italian turned to face Rylie. The smile that touched his lips was inviting and daring all at once. "Did you have sweet dreams?"

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 6:28:54 PM)
Renzo was wearing nothing but a pair of crimson red boxers of silky fabric. Clothes weren't traditional or necessary, so he seemed to have left them for the welcoming air offered from the cooling vents that fought off the stifling southern humidity.

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 6:32:59 PM)
Her well defined brows lifted at that question and she chuckled.."My dreams were many many things, but they are never as sweet as I once remember them.." She smiled with a wistful air before taking a perch on the arm of a chair as she watched him. "Is this what you do then? I didn't know..." She chuckled..."How absolutely morbid and fascinating all at once.." She couldn't deny that she was a bit suprised, but at the same time what a wonderfully deceptive way to get rid of the bodies of victims..Unlike him, she was dressed in the ripped garmet from the evening before, yet her shoes were missing, bare pale feet exposed as well as the well turned visage of those impossibly long legs.

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 6:40:01 PM)
(( well she perches on something I forgot you said all furniture was removed.. ))

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 6:40:03 PM)
Renzo took his time admiring her figure. Patience had its virtues and the ability to soak in her beauty was one of his favorites. An almost empathetic smile was shared with her. "I haven't had a dream since my death. For the better though, I say! My dreams never were as comforting as I would have wished." Dismissing laughter now. "Ah, I'm rambling now! How positively mortal of me. Spending too much time with good old Levon here." Renzo turned his back once more on the Toreador. The lid of the coffin was lowered with a whispered blessing from the mortician. As if ridding himself of the work, he brushed his palms together vigorously. "You sing, you entertain. I give the dead a respectful exit from their cruel lives. It works marvellously for keeping the particularly grumpy ghosts from getting too nasty. After all, who want's that?" A wink to Rylie. "Talk to me, darling. Your voice is too precious a thing to be kept wrapped up in silence!"

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 6:40:32 PM)
(Sounds good! :)

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 6:43:48 PM)
"I was considering what to do with the information that I -purchased- from you last evening..." She purred out, those golden hued eyes collided with his and she lifted a shoulder. "I have need of Benson standing with me on something...." She explained chewing her bottom lip as she considered her options. "I'm afraid I don't exactly know how to play my hand.....in which to gain the most.." She looked at Renzo, knowing he had no idea what she was talking about, and if he did, well he was more tuned to her Sect than she gave him credit.

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 6:52:23 PM)
"Then, we shall talk of your options! And we'll be simply selfish in what we can do with these truthes we've shared. But, are you asking me as a Primogen, or..."Renzo reached out with a casual slide of his fingers to tuck a stray wisp of her hair behind an ear. His palm graced her cheek for but a breath. "A lover." A look into her eyes. Perhaps realizing he was being overly cryptic, Renzo withdrew his hand with a knowing grin. "Because if you were to ask me as Renzo the beau, I would tell you to use Benson as much as you possibly could before reaping the bounties of her treachery." His chest expanded with a deep, thoughtful draw of air. It was selfish as he enjoyed the scent of her. "If you ask me as the ambassador of the Giovanni, I would tell you that any other plans besides outing the sweet bitch as the pawn she is would risk your dignity as Primogen."

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 6:53:54 PM)
(truthes = truths. Apparently I like extra 'e' with my spiced rum! lol)

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 6:57:48 PM)
She might have stuck her foot in the shit pile that was the Camarilla current state of affairs, in her endeavors to make her seat secure, and blackmailing Benson into standing with her on a delicate matter that Vedmundr was already pissy about...well it would help smooth the road... and it would get the incessant annoying Harpy off her ass. She looked somewhat unsure on what to say, knowing to give the Giovanni more than a tidbit here and there...would put her in an even more hazardous position of being completely lost to him. She looked at him as he spoke, his skin gleaming with its pallor yet the olive was there underneath...the dark hair, the wickedly intelligent gaze...and the fact that he probably had more secrets locked away for her to barter for..."I ask you as both, because both views should be considered..." She said it delicately...her eyes holding their own intelligence as she navigated waters she'd never tread before. "I would like to see Martinez placed on the Council... for more reasons than my

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 6:58:19 PM)
.."I ask you as both, because both views should be considered..." She said it delicately...her eyes holding their own intelligence as she navigated waters she'd never tread before. "I would like to see Martinez placed on the Council... for more reasons than my personal like of her brash gusto and ambitions...I stand to gain huge, if she is placed." She said softly..."But if I tell Vedmundr about Benson, perhaps I can ask for Carla to have the seat, removing one traitor, to seat a loyal subject who should be rewarded for her never ending struggle to prove her worth...I'm torn with how to work this, because both ways, I feel I will be putting myself to far under the proverbial guillotine.."

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 6:58:48 PM)
(( remembering to copy before hitting enter... is such a nice ass saver ))

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 6:58:56 PM)
(lol for serious!)

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:02:58 PM)
(( how long will you be abouts? ))

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:03:40 PM)
(hmm, not sure, if you want to hit me up on skype later I can see about hopping on.)

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:03:46 PM)
(need to jet?)

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:05:32 PM)
(( kinda sorta... not like right away but prolly in like 30 mins yeah I'll need to.. but I'll be on later on in the evening..))

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:08:36 PM)
Renzo smiled. A spontaneous realization formed and he laughed. "Honey." The tone was one of equal parts surprise and reassurance. "You do know I would fall upon you without a moment's hesitation? I would pierce that remarkably smooth skin and fill myself with the life that runs through your veins. I would feast on you every night like some never ending banquet. And I would be happy in this, save that it would make me, in every way, your slave." Then there was a narrowing of his gaze. "I am but one swallow from that oblivion. So are you. Consider what you would do for me, how far you would go. Then realize I am equally compromised." He shook his head and made a 'tsk tsk' whisper with his lips, forming something of a pout to them. "You could tell me more. You fear not to. So why should I speak -all- of my mind, even though the bond between us begs me to do so?" Renzo motioned her to follow him with the curl of a pointer finger before stepping carefully away so they might retire into the sitting room with its fu

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:10:02 PM)
with its furnished blessings. Should she follow, Rylie would find him taking to the wicker rocking chair. The creaking wood seemed to please him as much as the contrast of comfort with the abrasive offerings of the spiny wood.

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:10:42 PM)
(And I -hate- wicker, ugh, who sits in that anyway! lol)

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:11:16 PM)
(( Renzo apparently ))

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:11:22 PM)
(Touche!)

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:18:52 PM)
She followd, more obediant then her nature would normaly be, but he was an odd curiousity to her. Wetting her lips she placed herself on that scrumptious sofa from the other evening with its delicious pillows...her fingers played with immediately and she breathed out a long arduous sigh as she gazed at him level. "I stand to gain a Major Boon unquestioned in the future from Miss. Martinez if she is placed on the Council... the idea of having such a thing in my disposal is not lost on me.." She said it cooly, as if it were a subject discussed every day, the plotting against and bringing down of ones peers, friends, frenemies...she chewed her lip so hard it looked like it might pop between her teeth and she released it immediately when she felt the skin almost ready to give in a bloody mess....just short of giving him a reason to kiss himself into the oblivion he spoke.."And then on the other hand, the facilitator of that same boon, Mr. Poe, who was present for the dealing of it, has warned me that backing Ms.

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:19:02 PM)
(( FUCK one sec.. ))

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:19:39 PM)
(Certainly! Take your time! :)

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:20:22 PM)
(lol frenemies! love it!)

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:22:13 PM)
who was present for the dealing of it, has warned me that backing Miss. Martinez, will gain me the ire of Vedmundr, and also make me the laughingstock of the Sect..." She admitted to him fully the situation at hand. "I would very much like to prove the Harpy wrong, if for no other purpose, then to make him realise that his notion that -he- was the reason I gained my council seat is a negative assumption for him to carry around....and that I can break him if I set my mind to it.." She stared at the Giovanni with a cold glance, it seemed Rylie didn't like Poe's attitude towards her one bit. "He calls himself Kingmaker...did you know that?" She said on a chuckle.

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:34:18 PM)
Renzo waved his hand with almost foppish dismissal. "Kingmaker. No! I did not know that! In fact, I had never heard him called Mr. Poe. How, silly of him!" Laughter. "You are no king, even if your entire wealth of power were to be set at his feet it would still not warrant such a rediculous title." A roll of his eyes. "How sweetly arrogant of him! Oh I think I like him -more-. If it weren't for him being a simple beast of a bastard to my -favorite-." Clearly he was amused. The wink that followed his statement was followed by a thoughtful "Hmmmm." Renzo leaned into the wicker, one elbow on the arm rest. Chin in palm, finger running along the crease of his bottom lip with consideration. She knew how he enjoyed the distraction of sensation. Then his eyes widened with an idea. "I'm -so- bad!" Laughter. A grin. A twinkle in the chocolate gaze that focused now on hers. "Tell Ms. Martinez of Benson's affair. Use it in trade for the boon. To that cocky bastard Michael it will seem as if she has captured the seat of p

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:35:57 PM)
"To that cocky bastard it will seem as if she has captured the seat of Primogen herself. And you will collect on the boon from those barbaric dogs while washing your hands of the whole affair!" When Renzo mentioned 'barbaric dogs', a look of murder flashed across his features. Though the Giovanni seemed uninterested in sharing whatever past had brought him into touch with the Brujah.

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:38:42 PM)
It was rare when Renzo looked completely smug, but in those situations when he did, the Italian wore it well. It was a combination of certainty and amusement. When he stretched out his bare legs on the glass coffee table and stretched, Rylie might even hear something like a threatening growl issue from his chest. "And...should the Prince find Martinez' offering unfit for her Primogen, her boon to you is still owed and no malice from the Malkavians will be upon you."

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:39:27 PM)
"After all, the hatred of an elder of such power would be an absolute -bitch-, would it not?" He quirked a brow.

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:39:39 PM)
(okay your turn! lol)

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:43:37 PM)
She smirked... her eyes alight... and her mouth curving..."As such I suppose, I could also gain more from Carla than I already have, by trading her the affair for another boon..." She laughed agreeing with him fully at the thought her eyes dazzling onto him. "Alteo..I may take full advantage of your genius..." She smirked at him twirling her finger in a pattern over the silk of the pillow. She breathed out, chest heaving as she considered every angle. "Benson will never need know I was the one who betrayed her, and Martinez gets her seat, hopefully...because the thought of our Keeper taking the role of speaker for his clan... oh...." She frowned in distaste..."I could -not- bare it... he says he has no time for politics.... and he rushes headlong into every action without the functionality of forethought...how could ANY one want him as their mouthpiece" She hissed the word Keeper...her initial greeting with Myrick had been him manhandling her and calling her a Sabbat Dog......she had semi-forgiven the incide

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:43:48 PM)
...she had semi-forgiven the incident...but only superficially.

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:44:08 PM)
(( and I have to go for a bit... will be back around 11 - 12 eastern if you are abouts ))

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:44:31 PM)
(( my babies need their momma ))

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:44:33 PM)
(( LOL ))

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:44:50 PM)
(definately! go momma it up!)

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:44:54 PM)
(( you've seen my picture on skype right? ))

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:45:01 PM)
(*hugs* yup!)

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:45:09 PM)
(( my daughter is the freaking replica of me.. LOL she's too fucking cute to resist ))

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:45:17 PM)
(( LOL see you later hopefully ))

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:45:23 PM)
(awww! you are a cutie too!)

Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:45:35 PM)
(kk hit me up on skype if you want some rp!)

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:45:54 PM)
(( ;-) thanks...and for sure.. soon as these munchkins are back down ))

Amaryllis DeCuir (Apr 30, 2011 7:45:55 PM)
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Renzo Giovanni (Apr 30, 2011 7:45:58 PM)
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