12788/Paging Glorianna Silver, Please Answer the Black Courtesy Phone

Paging Glorianna Silver, Please Answer the Black Courtesy Phone
Date of Scene:	14 September 2022
Location:	Shaw's Residence - Hellfire Club
Synopsis:	Glorianna demonstrates her abilities to Sebastian, who affirms that she will be of great help to the HFC.
Cast of Characters:	Sebastian Shaw, Glorianna Silver

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Sebastian Shaw has posed:
Sebastian Shaw is always eager to be available for his guests. And in particular, those most trusted members of his Inner Circle. Technically, the Hellfire Club's Inner Circle, but there were few who did not realize that he did more than own the building. So it was that when Glorianna Silver requested an audience, she was told to head directly up to speak with him if she wished. He had learned long ago never to leave a woman waiting.

Upon her arrival, Sebastian opens the door. "Ms. Silver, welcome," comes his purred greeting as he steps back, waving a hand to offer entry. It appears that the attendants moved swiftly, as there was already a tray of cheeses, crackers, and a bottle of wine present for the meeting. Or perhaps merely to satiate Sebastian himself, if the conversation was brief.

Glorianna Silver has posed:
Glorianna Silver arrives dressed in full, black, authentic Hellfire Club finery. The long cape swirls about booted ankles, flowing freely with her strides as she paces into his office. Red locks are pulled up into a loose bun, a few wisps framing her face. "Mister Shaw. Thank you for meeting with me."

The woman lingers on her way inside, pausing to unclasp the cloak and hang it on a rack. The result is to expose significantly more tanned flesh than before. "I was hoping that we could discuss a little business, to begin with." she offers.

Sebastian Shaw has posed:
Closing the door behind Glorianna, Shaw turns to regard her as she enters, offering a smile. "Of course. My door is always open." Except when it is not. Like now. He makes his way back over towards his chair, brushing past her as he goes. He, himself, is decked out in standard Hellfire Club fare, at least for him - a Victorian era topcoat, white shirt with lace ruffles, and black breeches.

He takes a seat and waves for Glorianna to do the same. "Please, have some refreshments if you would like." He pours two glasses of wine. "What is that I can help you with, Ms. Silver?"

Glorianna Silver has posed:
Glorianna Silver settles comfortably, crossing one leg over the other while he pours the wine. Although she is settled, her posture is still somewhat formal. "Thank you again." she replies. "I was hoping to take a few minutes of your time to discuss this whole 'Black Page' business..."

Her voice trails off for a moment, then she smiles. "I mean, what is it that I'm to -do-?"

Sebastian Shaw has posed:
Laughing softly, Sebastian leans forward to offer a glass of wine to her. Not that he missed glancing at her legs as she crossed them. "Simply put, you help ensure the safety and security of the club and its members."

He settles back in the chair. "That is not just physical safety, but also intelligence. If anyone is trying to steal from us, or means ill intent, we need to know." He grins at her as he raises the glass to his lips. "And of course, there is always protecting the Black King from any possible harm."

Glorianna Silver has posed:
Glorianna Silver lifts a thin brow at that, taking a sip of her wine with a small nod. "Safety and security; I see." she replies. "I suppose it's fortunate that I am prepared to fulfill either role, then." Glori selects a few tidbits to nibble on before she continues.

"While I somehow doubt that the Black King is incapable of protecting himself from harm, I do have my own resources that I can draw upon."

Sebastian Shaw has posed:
A few pieces of cheese are claimed by the Black King as he nods. "I am sure you are quite capable of either, yes," he replies, musing as he chews slowly. "Of course, being a Page leads to being a Knight, which is the same responsibility but higher in the court and therefore more privilege to match the greater duty."

Her words earn a grin. "Oh, rest assured, if I were threatened in a physical manner, it would be worrisome enough indeed to wonder who might be needed to protect me." He nods. "Do you want to fill me in on your capabilities?"

Glorianna Silver has posed:
Glorianna Silver nods and picks up a piece of cheese, nibbling it as she rises. "Of course." she replies. "Just a taste, I think." The woman steps carefully to the center of the room. "I will watch the rug." she promises.

Shifting her weight from one foot to the other, a shell of lava suddenly surrounds her like a second skin, encasing her from head to toe. The heat is... intense... but she manages not to damage anything.

Sebastian Shaw has posed:
Watching intently, Sebastian continues to snack on the cheese as Glorianna settles into her demonstration. "Please do. It is a few centuries old." He chuckles softly, awaiting the show.

He was not quite expecting that, and he nods appreciatively. "Now that _is_ hot," he remarks with a bit of a laugh. "I had no idea."

Glorianna Silver has posed:
Glorianna Silver's features are fundamentally unchanged, aside from the lava crust and the intense heat. She laughs softly, pointing to a candelabra across the room to casually light the tapers, one at a time. "Very few people do, of course." she replies.

"Strength and reflexes are increased significantly in this form, of course, and I am immune to fire and heat. There is a larger version, but I don't think you'd welcome a fire-breathing dragon in your chambers."

Sebastian Shaw has posed:
"Well, yes. I suppose it would make sense to keep such things hidden away. There is much value in being underestimated." Sebastian turns his gaze to watch the flame ignite, nodding again in appreciation. "Rather useful, I would say."

He barks a laugh as she mentions the dragon, and he nods. "Ah, yes, perhaps another time. Or another place." He licks his lips. "Although I confess that I am most intrigued, and think perhaps we should arrange for that straight away."

He takes another slow sip of wine, nodding to her. "I do believe, Ms. Silver, that you have rather well demonstrated that you deserve the position." A pause. "And that Knight might not be out of reach, either." He swirls the wine glass and then takes a long sip, draining it. "We can always use more dragons on our board..."