07-28-2013, 05:54 PM
Samantha is present; how could she not be? The young Ventrue stands besides Jun and Wenceslao, dressed in an elegant dress of burgundy that hugs her figure and sets off her skin beautifully. After making some small talk with her clan mates, however, she detaches and drifts over to Lucille de Dampierre to compliment her on the state of Elysium, her words quiet, her smile sincere, and then steps over to the Sheriff whom she has not had a chance yet to meet. There she exchanges a few words, introducing herself formally, but not staying long enough to try the Malkavian's patience. Surely the Sheriff has other matters on her mind.
From there, she catches sight of Lux and Everett, and approaches. Her smile is polished, her eyes at once curious and yet distant at the same time. She stops a few paces from their side, and nods. "Good evening. I don't believe we've met." Her voice is tinged with a French accent, though worn down and subtle. "My name is Samantha Balbec, and I am but recently arrived in Denver."
From there, she catches sight of Lux and Everett, and approaches. Her smile is polished, her eyes at once curious and yet distant at the same time. She stops a few paces from their side, and nods. "Good evening. I don't believe we've met." Her voice is tinged with a French accent, though worn down and subtle. "My name is Samantha Balbec, and I am but recently arrived in Denver."