Awakening (Leila)

Despite Theo's position among the Camarilla, which may allow him to be prideful, he stood up from his chair as Samuel did to welcome a lady in the room. However Theodore wasn't in a pleasure visit, it became obvious due to the formal salutation of his saying.
"Miss Sorayya, good evening the pleasure is all mine" holding her hand in his and shaking it gently as a gentlemen would do. His tone was low and loud, just as she remembered.

Samuel on the other hand smiled and approached to Leila reaching her with his arm, making contact over her shoulder with empathy and confidence.
"I'm glad you arrived Sorayya. Theodore is here for bussiness, I've distracted him enough, let's depart, shall we?

Theo, was very nice to see you. Hopefully we can meet again later tonight. Ta ta"

Without saying a word both girls stood up at Samuel's words and smiled to Leila in salutation.

Samuel nodded.
"Boston is a different city, not far from here. The Camarilla has a Domain inside of this city and we need a new outfit, both of flesh and cloth, and of course we don't want to ruin the surprise.

The trip will be about three to four hours in this car, so we'll have plenty of time to discuss our strategy. I've explained the girls that they're not allowed in the party, still I'd like to buy some cloth for her and per haps have a pleasant visit to Boston."

Samuel moved his head sideway and replied.
"Oh no, nothing as exquisite as that. Ivan is a master in his Art. We are going to meet a rookie compared to him, good enough to change our faces if we want to be taken as Toreador. On the other hand he's way cheaper than Ivan in his services."

Tracy and Jen where very excited watching the landscape. Leila noticed that the limo was moving a very high speed.

"I can't promise you that you'll get your face back very soon, Sorayya, but, if you insist I'll help you to get it back."

The landscape was changing fast from the city downtown to the suburbs and then to open road, a few minutes after New York started to fly away to the horizon. With a flat mirror of water reflecting the moon to the east, the group headed north throught one of the main streams with several constructions near the road. Just open fields full with trees and lights on the distance.

Looking back at her necklace Leila saw a shimering, mild but violent, shinning from it illuminating her chest and revealen the demon's presence in this vehicule. The violet light shining from the necklace could reflect in the window making an excellent mirror out of it, where she could see the occupants Jen, Tracy and finally a monster sitting where Samuel was, with his face covered with scars and chains, dressed with a thick skin armor similar to a capparace of black cartilague, with poisonous green eyes and sharp snake teeths.

Samuel smiled at Leila, his visage as usual without the image given by the medallion throught the mirror reflection, he said:
"That's up to you my dear Leila."

Samuel and the girls started to chat about the wardrobe they had and what they'll use in the party, at first it was confusing since it was already clear that none were going to the Toreador Gathering but of course the answer was simple, another party was going on. In Boston to be exact.

After twenty minutes of conversation and key words like 'Boston Camarilla' and their Elysium, it was clear that Samuel had a way to show his new asset, aka The Girls, to a refined group that would appreciated them for their beauty.

Samuel answered kindly to Leila's question:
"They primary objective is meet with a fellow Tzimisce, Ivan's comrade to be exact. He has accepted to change the visage of a couple of anarchs escaping from a dark past.

Secondly, we want to put our visages to the test, that's where Boston Camarilla enters in. We will play our sharade in a less demanding enviroment, also I'll test my daughters appearance to have a starting point of negociation with Tantra about how dangerous is to have them in public.

Thirdly, most likely tomorrow, we will come back to New York City for the party. That's the plan my dear"

Samuel nods.
"We need to focus on character even to the Tzimisce, if we want to fool our enemies... I'd recomend my dear to be in-character as long as you can. For me I'm doing the act on my head, I've kept thinking on possible scenarios for my Toreador."

Samuel gave his in-character look to Leila.
"As a vampire I'm above humans, able to show affection love and lust without the hideous need to exchange a sexual intercourse, blood is intimate and precious, and yet dangerous to share, demanding when is it so. As a lover of intelect and beauty I'd hate to care about you by your outer looks, more I love you for what you're on the inside.

A caress given often is banal and given too scarce is denying beauty and love to those who deserve it. Just like artists one must learn to mix the feelings as Leonard would merge the colors in beautiful piece of painting.

What kind of work could I possibly do, to show the world how much I love you?"

Samuel smiled, his face thrilling with emotion. He barely looked at Jen or Tracy, no matter how beautiful they could be, he only had love and passion for Leila. Then with burning lust in his lips, he said:
"Carnal apple, Woman filled, burning moon, dark smell of seaweed, crush of mud and light,

what secret knowledge is clasped between your pillars?
What primal night does Man touch with his senses?

Ay, Love is a journey through waters and stars, through suffocating air, sharp tempests of grain:
Love is a war of lightning, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.

Kiss by kiss I cover your tiny infinity, your margins, your rivers, your diminutive villages,
and a genital fire, transformed by delight, slips through the narrow channels of blood to precipitate a nocturnal carnation, to be, and be nothing but light in the dark."