Vampire: The masquerade ~ Dark intentions (RolePlay), Roleplay only, no characters submitted here. Options

[Ranma]

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The group finds themselves in the top story office of a successful banking and accounting firm. The building itself is a skyscraper located in New York City, and this particular office belongs to Alphonse Neville, the president of "Neville Corporate Banking" and the Prince Kindred of that venue. The room itself is well decorated with Mahogany furniture, a chandelier, and even a personal bar for ones enjoyment. His desk is large, with many papers, stamps, and even photographs of all kinds set up in an extremely orderly fashion. If one were unaware that he were a vampire, many would most likely believe that those photographs were of his family and that the room felt more like a home than an office, but they were just a show to give the never suspecting mortals the illusion that he was one of them. Alphonse himself sits behind his desk in his oh-so-comfortable looking office chair with his fingers laced in front of his face in thought before the two kindred that stand before him. His forehead is wrinkled in concentration.

Alphonse himself is a man of tall stature, and stands about six feet in height and carries himself with perfect posture. His clothes rest perfectly on his body, and from head to toe he is groomed with meticulous detail. His short, business styled, blonde hair is well kept with every hair in its rightful place. He wears a navy suit that really brings out the color of his piercing blue eye, along with a white, silk, dress shirt and a red necktie. Behind him, and to his left, stands a man who is dressed as though he were part of the secret service. He stands rigid and intimidating at a height of six foot three, and he never budges an inch. He looks forward at all times, and his eyes are hidden behind a pair of black shades. To his right stands a man about five feet and eight inches tall. He has black, slicked back hair, and he wears a black pinstripe suit with a black shirt, red tie, and red pocket square.

Alexander and John stand at the center of the room and wait nervously for the prince to speak. They have been waiting for almost half an hour and he has yet to say a word to them. To be fair, the prince was taking care of business, speaking on the phone, making deals, making sure certain transactions went through... he even did a little of his banking work as well, but now all of that is done, and the silence in the room is unbearable. The two men standing behind Alphonse remain silent and perfectly still, which seems to add to the tension on the room. "Why were we brought here," "What did we do," are some of the few possible questions that go through the heads of Alexander and John as they for the prince to speak.

This post has been edited by Ranma: Apr 25 2015, 6:59 PM