12664/Dark Networking

Dark Networking
Date of Scene:	03 September 2022
Location:	VIP Lounge - Hellfire Club
Synopsis:	Blake and Glorianna meet at the Hellfire Club
Cast of Characters:	Glorianna Silver, Blake Riviere

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Glorianna Silver has posed:
Glorianna Silver finds herself in a quandry. Between work and other pressures, the redhaired CEO hasn't even had the time to think lately. A distraction is needed.

After changing, she drives across down and pulls her Mercedes into a private garage. The dark cloak swirls about booted ankles with every step to the elevator. Pushing the button for the Eleventh Floor requires an ID, and within minutes she steps out into the VIP Lounge of the Hellfire Club. Catching one of the servers, she lifts a gloved hand. "A large brandy, and bring a humidor as well."

Glorianna doesn't often smoke, but she's found it occasionally clears her head. And it also appeases the Ember Stone.

Blake Riviere has posed:
Blake Riviere wasn't a CEO, technically speaking she was an 'Independantly wealthy investor' who happened to inherit along from her 'mother' down generational lines. Still, Blake too needed a break, a nice little moment in finery and comfort and such...and she had her duties within the inner circle, the 'Black Squire' was responsible for intelligence and security after all.

In the VIP lounge, her form was wrapped in the black designer gown, a backless dress and her hair tied back.

Glorianna Silver has posed:
Glorianna Silver's blue eyed gaze wanders over the others in the lounge while waiting for her drink and the cigars. Spotting the shorter, dark lady in the backless gown, she offers a small smile. The attendant arrives with the brandy. Glori selects a cigar, offering it for trimming before lighting.

Taking a single drag, she walks slowly over to Blake. The long cape parts, showing her in the traditional corset-panties attire.

"Always nice to see a new face" she offers. "I'm Glorianna."

Blake Riviere has posed:
For the public facing she wasn't quite wearing the traditional uniform of the female members of the circle...and that was the direction she'd come from, but as she was approached by the other woman Blake gives a little smile, tilting her head to the side and lifting her gaze over the other woman's form. "I was about to say the same thing," she muses lightly before she offers a light nod and a bright smile.

"Blake," she offers lightly before making to lift her hand, painted nails coming to her own cheek. "I'm suprised to not have noticed you here before..."

Glorianna Silver has posed:
Glorianna Silver stands before Blake, letting the cigar smoulder while raising the brandy to her lips. She catches that -look-, the small smile widening a touch at the scrutiny. "It's a pleasure, Blake. Or at least I trust that it will be." the redhead replies.

"I live in New York, among other places, but admittedly I don't make the trip across town as much as I would like. I certainly need to change that policy."

Blake Riviere has posed:
Painted lips pull to a smile, Blake herself tilts her head, making a little chuckle. "Certainly you should, it can very much be a fun place to be, if you were to find the time. It seems to keep coaxing me back here after all."

A beat, she signals for the server, her own drink apparently known enough that she didn't need to speak it. "And what is it you do with yourself Ms. Silver?" she questions...of course, the fact she'd given a surname that Glorianna hadn't spoken suggests that the Squire of the Black Court probably already knew some of the answers through the Club's resources.

Glorianna Silver has posed:
Glorianna Silver chuckles softly at the question, giving her head a little toss as well. Yes, they both know that Blake probably has a full work up on her company already.

"I am affiliated with Wulfgar Industries, and I also support several charities." If by 'affiliated' one means the CEO, of course.

"I am also something of an archeologist. I have made a hobby of collecting unique antiquities." She raises the cigar, deliberately wrapping her lips around the base to take a draw from it. "What about yourself, Blake?"

Blake Riviere has posed:
If Gloriana knew, she'd know, those that had witnessed her promotion in the black court knew the truth of Blake's nature, but the vampiress does chuckle as she recieves her ddrink, stepping towards one of the private booths...but her arm does extend as rounds the corner, a beckoning from the fingers wrapped around the glass offering for Glorianna to follow her.

Perhaps the strangest thing? When the woman rounds the corner? She'd find Blake...but the woman's hair was down, a choker wrapped around her neck and her own body wrapped in that perfectly fit corset along with the panties that made up her 'court' attire.

Glorianna Silver has posed:
Of course Glorianna follows, being more than a little bit intrigued. The brandy is held upward, the cigar more trailing as an afterthought. Her own induction was a more... private... affair, although the redhead does seem to be on quite good terms with Miss Fox and Mister Shaw.

Quite good indeed, if one has access to the surveillance system.

Blue eyes wander downward, taking in the more revealing attire, and she laughs softly at the transformation. "Very nice trick, that." she offers. "And quite lovely."

Blake Riviere has posed:
"We all have to have our tricks and mystery after all," she muses lightly before lifting her drink to her lips, taking a little sip for herself and chuckling. "So tell me Glorianna, what has you venturing here into our halls tonight. Looking for a distraction, or simply seeking a drink?"

Glorianna Silver has posed:
"Looking to clear my head, mostly." Glorianna replies. Taking another puff of the cigar, she sets it on the edge of an ashtray. "And I have always been partial to the sort of distractions that the Club provides." She takes a slow step closer, then.

"And what about you, Blake? Are you here seeking a distraction or looking to be a part of one?"

Blake Riviere has posed:
"Clear your head, hmmm?" Blake muses softly before chuckling lightly and lifting her drink once more before stretching out lightly. "I mean, there's probably a way or two within these walls..."

What was she here for? Blake muses before leaning in and bringing her free hand to her cheek once more in pondering. "Me...I'm finished with more formal duties, now I'm enjoying a place to be myself..."