World of Darkness - The New Breeds

[Shoryu]

OOC: roleplayerguild.com/showthread.php?201057-World-of-Darkness-The-New-Breeds-OOC

Stronghold new-york, maybe not the 'bastion of luxury' that it once was, but it was one of the safest and most heavily defended locations left that wasn't in the air or under water, and it was quite well populated, As well, it's central structure, the Reinforce Empire State-building, also held the main meeeting room of 'The Council', the reason being that same heavy protection. The Streets below were fairly active, though paled in comparison to the original New york, though unlike the original, bridges scattered between buildings and small aerial taxi's were buzzing with activity as well.

Even now, that room was filled, a large Half Circle Table lined with Elaborate Chairs along it's outer arc, each chair had the prime representative of a certain species, several of some [due to high diversity], awaiting the arrival of a collection of creatures from various species that were 'invited' to participate in a certain experimental mission.

The Room was quite lavish in design, Symbolic banners of each member of the council hunt behind the seats, as well there was even a small kitchen capable of preparing the preffered meal of nearly every race. Of course, there were also the 'guards', the leaders that saw fit to have a protector, some of course don't think they need one, have one body-guard along, they wait near the entrance to the room or next to their superior and are responsible for, well, you know. There were also very large TV's in the room, one on each wall, so that notices being played can easily be viewed by all without putting someone in a vulnerable position, same for recieved messages or daily news, which was rarely positive these days, but typically held vital information to the duties of the ones 'in charge'.

[drfunsake]

David headed into the council room. He was tall in stature, almost lanky with his noticeable sharp jaw and his hardened facial features. He hadn't gotten the black mane of hair trimmed in quite sometime and he usually kept it swept into a neat ponytail or tucked behind his ears. He wasn't much of a representative for his kind, more along the lines of a vigilante and a little less respectable than that but he was at least civil which some of the savages couldn't say. He walked stiffly because of the limp, it slowed him a bit but didn't deter him as he made his way to his seat. He settled down to wait, his hands folding on the table and his eyes glimmering an icy shade of blue. He was mostly silent from there on, his lips pursed as he glanced to the surrounding species that filled the room, it was odd to see so many in one place and he actually didn't know how to feel about it. At least there weren't any fights ringing out. He took a little solace in that and relaxed a little, his posture smoothing out and his fingers tapping the knuckles of the opposite hand.