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[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

*smile*

Welcome to the Hellfire Club ...

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[fritz4now.livejournal.com]

Erm...thanks...?

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian looks at the boy for a moment. While it's true he's not a mutant, he is still ... gifted in other ways. He could be a useful asset to the Club, and Selene would no doubt be pleased.]

You're welcome, my boy.

[He claps Fritz on the shoulder] I think you'll find association with us to be very valuable.

[eideticsage.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Mr. Shaw. [She waits and shifts the bag she's holding.] Again, I appreciate you giving me this opportunity to serve the Club.

OOC- Excuse me while I squee that there's a Tessa here

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

I have no doubt you will serve the Club well, Tessa. [Sebastian gestures a servant over to take the bag.] Shall we simply gloss over the grand tour for now and get to the heart of the matter?

[pyrbrand.livejournal.com]

[John gave the man a long look, lips pursing a moment before pulling a pack of smokes out, sliding a filtered cig between his lips and slowly looking the man over.]

Yeah. It's a delight, I'm sure.

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian looks at the cigarette with mild distaste, but says nothing about it. However annoying John Allerdyce may prove, his abilities could be useful to the Club. Sebastian could play the diplomat if he needed.]

It is a delight. [He gestures around at the party around them, probably the largest social gathering of mutants in New York, and perhaps the world.] There is no doubt about that, but it is more than that, John.

It is an honor and a privilege. One I have no doubt you will live up to.

[crazierthanmost.livejournal.com]

[She looks around as she steps inside, taking it all in. Okay, so it was mostly the name the drew her interest...how could it not? But now that she was here, there was no harm in learning more, right?

Snagging a glass of wine off a passing tray, she takes a sip.] Thank you.

[So maybe Bella isn't a mutant...at least not in the same sense as most. But she is...different. Special. Able to withstand any potion, actually enjoying baking with several of them...and being partial to the electric chair.]

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian sees, for now, a charming young woman more than he sees anything else. He smiles.]

Would you care for the grand tour?

[Bella is not likely to rate a tour of the inner sanctum of the Club, but the publicly accessible spaces are more than ample enough.]

[foundthescream.livejournal.com]

Well, at least I have the wardrobe for it.

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian chuckles lowly and reaches for her hand, kissing it elegantly.] You do indeed, my dear. But you have far more than the warddrobe for it.

[fuzzybamf.livejournal.com]

It's not like I have a choice...

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian chuckles lowly]

Come now, Herr Wagner. You're not one to sulk. Consider the opportunities ... let bygones be bygones.

[howardstark.livejournal.com]

Yeah huh. Where's the good Scotch?

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

Ah, a man with real taste in drinks.

[Sebastian beckons over a servant with a bottle of single-malt Scotch, with a market value of $50,000 and worth every drop. The servant pours two doubles, which Sebastian takes, offering one to Howard.]

It's an honor to have you here, Mr. Stark.

[ihearyouthink.livejournal.com]

[wary] I doubt that I am that welcome here...

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

On the contrary, Charles, you are very welcome at the Hellfire Club.

[He looks amused at Xavier for a moment, suspecting that Charles is somewhat dismayed at the lack of thoughts coming from his mind. He speaks quietly.]

I work with too many telepaths, my boy, not to have any countermeasures against them.

[sapphire-fish.livejournal.com]

Umm ok, I guess.

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian offers her his arm.]

Would you like the tour?

Don't mind me... just hopping in.

[external-hope.livejournal.com]

[nods, distracted and trying to stay toward the back of the small group at the door, glancing over his shoulder to make sure he wasn't followed /in/. It was bad enough, running in /this/ building of all places for cover and protection... now if only he could get out the back and not have anybody be the wiser]

[silurian-aleena.livejournal.com]

Indeed. What is the purpose of this place?

[fritz4now.livejournal.com]

Erm...thanks...?

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian looks at the boy for a moment. While it's true he's not a mutant, he is still ... gifted in other ways. He could be a useful asset to the Club, and Selene would no doubt be pleased.]

You're welcome, my boy.

[He claps Fritz on the shoulder] I think you'll find association with us to be very valuable.

[eideticsage.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Mr. Shaw. [She waits and shifts the bag she's holding.] Again, I appreciate you giving me this opportunity to serve the Club.

OOC- Excuse me while I squee that there's a Tessa here

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

I have no doubt you will serve the Club well, Tessa. [Sebastian gestures a servant over to take the bag.] Shall we simply gloss over the grand tour for now and get to the heart of the matter?

[pyrbrand.livejournal.com]

[John gave the man a long look, lips pursing a moment before pulling a pack of smokes out, sliding a filtered cig between his lips and slowly looking the man over.]

Yeah. It's a delight, I'm sure.

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian looks at the cigarette with mild distaste, but says nothing about it. However annoying John Allerdyce may prove, his abilities could be useful to the Club. Sebastian could play the diplomat if he needed.]

It is a delight. [He gestures around at the party around them, probably the largest social gathering of mutants in New York, and perhaps the world.] There is no doubt about that, but it is more than that, John.

It is an honor and a privilege. One I have no doubt you will live up to.

[crazierthanmost.livejournal.com]

[She looks around as she steps inside, taking it all in. Okay, so it was mostly the name the drew her interest...how could it not? But now that she was here, there was no harm in learning more, right?

Snagging a glass of wine off a passing tray, she takes a sip.] Thank you.

[So maybe Bella isn't a mutant...at least not in the same sense as most. But she is...different. Special. Able to withstand any potion, actually enjoying baking with several of them...and being partial to the electric chair.]

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian sees, for now, a charming young woman more than he sees anything else. He smiles.]

Would you care for the grand tour?

[Bella is not likely to rate a tour of the inner sanctum of the Club, but the publicly accessible spaces are more than ample enough.]

[foundthescream.livejournal.com]

Well, at least I have the wardrobe for it.

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian chuckles lowly and reaches for her hand, kissing it elegantly.] You do indeed, my dear. But you have far more than the warddrobe for it.

[fuzzybamf.livejournal.com]

It's not like I have a choice...

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian chuckles lowly]

Come now, Herr Wagner. You're not one to sulk. Consider the opportunities ... let bygones be bygones.

[howardstark.livejournal.com]

Yeah huh. Where's the good Scotch?

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

Ah, a man with real taste in drinks.

[Sebastian beckons over a servant with a bottle of single-malt Scotch, with a market value of $50,000 and worth every drop. The servant pours two doubles, which Sebastian takes, offering one to Howard.]

It's an honor to have you here, Mr. Stark.

[ihearyouthink.livejournal.com]

[wary] I doubt that I am that welcome here...

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

On the contrary, Charles, you are very welcome at the Hellfire Club.

[He looks amused at Xavier for a moment, suspecting that Charles is somewhat dismayed at the lack of thoughts coming from his mind. He speaks quietly.]

I work with too many telepaths, my boy, not to have any countermeasures against them.

[sapphire-fish.livejournal.com]

Umm ok, I guess.

[hellfires-king.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian offers her his arm.]

Would you like the tour?

Don't mind me... just hopping in.

[external-hope.livejournal.com]

[nods, distracted and trying to stay toward the back of the small group at the door, glancing over his shoulder to make sure he wasn't followed /in/. It was bad enough, running in /this/ building of all places for cover and protection... now if only he could get out the back and not have anybody be the wiser]

[silurian-aleena.livejournal.com]

Indeed. What is the purpose of this place?