Sorrin was making some fast friends with some of the younger or more open minded kindred in the club, as well as a few unsuspecting humans. He seemed to maintain a strong repertoire with some of them, who seemed to possess a few telling scars, Sorrin recognized them as fellow soldiers. The mile long gazes, the angled hands and feet regardless of position, and the universal smell of combat on their skins. Be they kindred or mortal, Sorrin kept a high opinion of those who had once, or still, placed their life on the line for something they believed worth defending. He enjoyed reminiscing with honest, yet masked stories of battle and conflict. There was a comfort in knowing, that even in undeath, the brotherhood of the soldier's minute never waned.

Spotting Alana, Alessandra and Victor out on the dance floor, Sorrin would raise a toast in their direction if they happened to spot him. He smiled and enjoyed the sight of his Coterie having fun, and it didn't hurt that two of them were blessed with the bodies and charm of goddesses. Victor wasn't bad either, but he really wasn't Sorrin's type in that regard. He kept himself entertained between the music, storytelling and performances on the dance floor. It was good to enjoy these moments.

"It is." Victor responds. "December 19th, about a week from now." He laughs in response to her joke, but doesn't answer, to keep the suprise.

He's completely silent when Alessandra tells the story of how she got turned after a great battle with a legendary vampire king. Despite not saying anything, the expression of wonder on his face is enough to let her know that he believes every word that's coming out of her mouth. Holy shit, it's all real. Magic, adventurers, innocent villagers in need of a hero. All of it. He snaps out of his momentary reverie and responds to Alessandra. "I told you that my story wasn't that interesting, but yours just blows mine out of the water!" He says with a small chuckle, before going on. "When I was turned and had learned about our kind; Caine, the Clans, the Masquerade, all of that, I thought that it would only be a matter of time before I would learn all that there was to learn and that the world would soon have no more wonder in it. Now I know that I was wrong."

He spots Sorrin in the crowd who isn't his type either so it doesn't even matter. and gives a nod in response to his toast. It doesn't take him long to spot Alana off at another spot on the dance floor, her natural beauty and dance moves easily captivating those near her. He doesn't know where Misha is, but he imagines that she's having a good time too, since a woman with her build wouldn't have issue finding someone to have fun with. He smiles, knowing that all of his friends are having a good time tonight. He returns his attention to Alessandra. "The music's pretty loud out here. How about the two of us find a room where it's quieter, where we can talk in peace?" From the way those words come out of his mouth, it's clear to her that the loud techno music isn't why he's interested in heading to a room for just the two of them.

Alessandra chuckles low in her throat at Victor's response to her words. "Oh, darling, you truly have no idea how magnificent the world was back then. Tough, but it had its beauties all the same."

She still sways in Victor's arms when she notices Sorrin's toast in their direction, Alessandra mimicking Victor's nod in response as her lips curl into a smile. It made her happy to know her friends were having a good time; Sorrin mingling about, Alana showing her moves off on the dance floor, and although she couldn't see Misha, she sensed she was having her own little fun too. This trip was starting out as a success in her book, and she only hoped it would continue throughout the time they would be there.

Her gaze is turned back to Victor when he mentions they find themselves a private room to talk, in which Alessandra ultimately agrees to. She pulls away from him, but grabs him by the hand and leads him to the upstairs area to look for a private room where they could breathe and get away from the crowd.

Victor follows along as Alessandra looks for a private room, his free hand pulling out his phone and sending a quick text to Sorrin. "Alessandra and I are going upstairs to have some private time. Let Misha know that if we're still up there when she gets back so that she doesn't tear this club apart looking for us." After sending the text, Victor spots an employee and waves them over so that they can lead the two of them to a private room. Once there, he turns his attention to the employee. "Thank you. Please ensure that my friend and I are not disturbed while we're in here." And he'll hand over a few Canadian hundos, as a tip for good service before closing the door.

He takes a moment to survey the room that they're in; the lighting, the furniture, how the walls muffled the music that was blaring just outside. "Well, I don't think that we should have any distractions in here. Would you care to have some fun now that it's just the two of us?"

Alessandra could be seen surveying the room just as Victor was, a hand across her middle, the other to her mouth as if in deep thought. “Quaint little room, though I much prefer the Bliss’ privates rooms. More spacey, better lighting.” She analyses, almost as if she were talking to herself. She then turns to victor, brow arched at his question of having a little bit of fun, but of course, her lips upturn into a smile.

She unbuttons her overcoat, the fabric sliding down her arms easily before throwing it off to the side to reveal a more form-fitting dress. Black, tight, knee length, showed off her curves in the most flattering way, and her legs that went on for miles. She strides over to Victor, her arms wrapping themselves around his neck to bring him close. “Now, now, what fun were you thinking of, Victor? Oh, I do hope it’s Uno.”

As always, Alessandra was absolutely stunning for Victor to behold, especially now that she was the only other person in the room with him. He smiles as she wraps her arms around him and allows her to pull him in until there's hardly any space in between them. "Well I was thinking of something just a bit more intimate, but we can also play a card game, if that's your fancy." 

Alessandra laughs lowly at Victor’s reply. “Oh, how you humor me so~ But unfortunately I don’t have the cards on me.” However, just as she says that, she pushes him off her with just enough force for him to land on the couch, the older vampire soon straddling onto his lap, her dress riding up to her thighs as she does so.

“I suppose we’ll just have to entertain ourselves in the intimate manner you suggested~”

And they do.

Yall Prayin to Jesus. 

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Alana spends her time on the dance floor, almost lost in her own little world as her hips sway to the music. After a while, the song stops, shifting to another less interesting one. Finally opening her eyes, she smiles slightly and ignores the eyes on her from her performance. She strides calmly and confidently back over to her table, grabbing a drink on the way back and sliding into her seat. She sips it calmly, almost lost in some memory as she reaches for her phone, it illuminating her slightly in the dimly but colorfully lit room. She types for a moment before stopping all together, her thumbs hovering over the screen for a moment before the light flicks off with a twitch of a free finger and the screen goes black again, the phone discarded on the table with a unbearable clatter over the music and Alana leans back in her chair, her drink left on the table. 

Victor held Alessandra in his arms after they had finished. He was pretty spent after all of his exertions and it looked like she was too, since she had chosen to just lay there in his arms afterwards. She still looked beautiful, even while exhausted and covered in sweat. He took a moment to just catch his breath and be silent, listening to the muffled music outside. He looked at the room, her dress lying near the couch, his clothing tossed to various points of the room. It was a few moments before he broke the silence and spoke up. "I'm beginning to understand why you miss the Bliss" He said with a small chuckle. "because we've worked up quite the sweat and I don't think that this club has a shower." 

Sorrin eventually breaks away from his soldier buddies, making sure to get a few of their numbers for prospective hires or business partners. Before anything he heads to the bar to get another drink, but then spots Alana. Curious as to why she was alone, he takes his drink and approaches Alana. Taking a seat across from the club queen, he chuckles, "It's a rare site to see you without company. Couldn't find anyone that suited your tastes?"

Alessandra had been comfortable laying her head down on the center of his bare chest, eyes closed while humming a pleasant tune under her breath. She was completely satisfied, albeit a bit tired, yet content all the same. Truthfully she could have fallen asleep right then and there, even with the music playing, but Victor's voice stirs her from an unsuspecting slumber. "Mm..." She lifts her head up a bit, then rests her forehead backdown on his chest when she realizes his point. "Ugh... At least the RV has a shower." She lifts her head again before fully peeling herself off Victor, almost reluctantly. "Though I think we should just go ahead and get two hotel rooms, or a suite. I can only stand being in that thing for so long... Do they take gold in Canada?"

Victor feels a little bad when he sees that he woke Alessandra up when she was trying to fall asleep, however, she did raise some good points. Alessandra certainly spared no expense with the RV, but you can only sleep in there for so long. He certainly wouldn't mind sleeping in a room in the penthouse of a nice hotel and he was sure that the rest of the Coterie would share the same sentiment. "I think that they'll accept gold bars everywhere, although I'm sure that they'd have some questions for you." He says, chuckling. "I'll cover this one. My card can handle it." 

Alana glances up from her drink before offering Sorrin a smile. "Not particularly. Although there are a few handsome looking gingers here. One benefit of being canadian." She let's out an amused chuckle, grabbing her phone off the table and shoves it into her vest pocket, moving to get herself another wine. "Regardless, I suppose we'll be bidding ourselves a goodbye once the others return. It is getting early." 

"Why do people act so surprised when I place a gold coin in front of them?" Alessandra questions, cleaning herself up a bit with the tissues that room at least had provided them. "Truthfully, I'd be flattered! Gold is much better than the paper and plastic we all have to pay with nowadays, and worth much, much more." She throws the tissues in the garbage when she was done and slips back into her black dress, adjusting the fit before brushing her hair over her shoulder and turning her back to Victor. "Zip me?"

As he (hopefully) does that, she continues to speak. "But, very well. Let's find the best Canada has to offer to us. Shall we see how everyone else is doing?"

Sorrin shrugged, "You're not wrong. The RV is close enough, but I get the feeling that neither of us, nor the rest of our companions would want to spend another night in there after the trip. As luck would have it~ one of my new aquaintences provided me with a recommendation for one of Vancouver's finer lodgings~" He pulls out a card that was handed to him earlier, reading FAIRMOUNT PACIFIC RIM - the definition of luxury~. Sorrin chuckles at the card as he hands it off, "I plan to stay there the night, suppose it'd suit the other's tastes?"

Alana glances over the card for a moment before nodding. "I'm sure it will. Fanciest place in Vancouver right? And no offense to Aless, but sleeping on those couches in the RV aren't as comfortable as they look. It'd be nice to stay a night or two at a fancy hotel." Alana hands the card back to Sorrin, tracing a finger along the rim of her glass in thought. "What do they have there that we can enjoy, Hmm? Personally I'd be interested in swimming. Despite, Well, The weather. Obviously it would have to be inside." She absentmindedly nibbles her bottom lip in thought as she waits for Sorrin to spill the details about the hotel.

Victor smiled as he zipped up the back of Alessandra's dress. Over the years as he got to know Alessandra better, her occasional disconnect with the modern world had become endearing to him. "Gold is worth a lot, but it's pretty rare. Most people never get their hands on gold coins, so it's a big deal for them." He finishes zipping her up and then goes to collect his clothes and put them back on. "I suppose we should make sure that they haven't gotten into any trouble." 

Sorrin went on to retell what his acquaintance told him about the hotel, ranging from the private to public pools, porch bonfires, game rooms, 5star restaurant and spa, to the fact it was just off the coast of the river where the largest shopping center in downtown was. Not to mention the nightlife.

Sorrin thought about her idea for taking a swim, "...you know, I don't think anyone would catch us if we went up stream a ways from the city and took a dive in the river. Would be quite fun~"

Alana thinks for a moment and tilts her head. "As rebellious as that sounds, I think everyone would prefer heated private pools over cold river water. Perhaps we can come back in the summer and do that then. And I'm sure that everyone would prefer a private pool over the public ones." She leans forward slightly against the table, taking a sip of her wine. After some thought, Alana leans back and studies Sorrin. "Can I ask you a question Sorrin?" She pauses again in thought, knowing his answer is likely to be yes. "Did you have a family before you became a Kindred? Parents, Siblings, Friends, people who would miss you when they heard about your death? People you couldnt see anymore?"