The Chanette - Luxury Apartment building

[Priestess of Athena]

The Chanette - Comfort and lavish luxury for those who can afford it

The Chanette is a luxury apartment building that stands tall and proud among the rabble of the city. It is close to the downtown area, a mere 9 block - or 20 minute - walk from Club Demonix. The price to live there is steep, both for the location and what it has to offer. A full time staff is always ready to meet its residences' needs whether they are something as small as maintenance or a security detail. It's a more permanent residence than the hotels for those who plan to be in the city for a long period of time.

Entry requires a pass code or someone inside to buzz you in. Upon entering you find a small lobby with a desk never manned by less than two men. Should you need assistance whoever is working there at the time is the person to go to. The elevators and the stairs can be used to access one of the 19 floors that are above the first floor, as well as the basement below where amenities such as the laundry room are accessible.

Floors 2 - 10 are divided into 8 apartments each. Each of these have a full kitchen, dining area, living area, luxurious bathroom and a large bedroom. 10 - 13 have 4 apartments that have a second bedroom in addition to larger rooms and a study. 14 and 15 are the most luxurious floors, 14 being divided into only 2 apartments and 15 a singular apartment by itself.

Available space:

Floor 5 - Apartment E
Floor 6 - Apartment C
Floor 6 - Apartment F
Floor 12 - Apartment B
Floor 14 - Apartment A
Floor 14 - Apartment B
Floor 15 - Apartment A :: Ѵeral Rȃchackale

 

[Priestess of Athena]

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Veral nodded to the desk attendant with a small smile. "That's good to hear, thank you." He walked away from the desk to the elevator where he casually stood waiting for the metal box to get to the first floor. He ignored the few looks he got from other tenants during their comings and goings, his business was his own. He didn't socialize with his neighbors unless he had some use for them. At least his room was sound proof, though he may need to add some sort of protection against holy auras leaking out if the angel didn't learn to control herself soon. The elevator finally dinged to announce his arrival and he entered and clicked the button 15.

After a few pointless seconds he was at the top of the building. and making his way to his apartment entrance. The security guard was still there, the desk worker likely assuming Veral would prefer to dismiss the man himself. A good assumption. "That'll be all for now. You may go." The security guard gave a quick nod before heading to the stair case to descend. The security guards here didn't seem to believe in elevators. Probably with the ideal of not being lazy and staying in shape. Veral's ideal was picking whatever was the most efficient.

Entering his apartment he gave a knock on the angel's door. "Iris? I have some clothing." He waited for her reply before cracking open the door and sliding in the big bag of clothes. Just basics, but she'd have a few options to last her until she could pick out clothes of her own. Or Veral could pick her out some more interesting ones. The idea made him smile. "Do you need food or something to drink?" He asked, though honestly he wasn't sure if he had much to eat. He usually only ate human food to enjoy the luxurious flavors and homemade meals rarely made the cut. He was more a every night at a different five-star restaurant kind of guy.

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[Iris Lunaria]

The angel sat along the edge of the bed. The over large towel moved to conceal her body, wrapping around her pale and lithe frame, before connecting to her side. By now, her long and white tendrils had dried, leaving them in a beautiful and wavy style, as piercing blue orbs eagerly glanced around the bedroom. It was a small room but more then what she needed. The bed, her main concern, was the perfect size for her to slumber in the buff, as she preferred, with both beautiful wings, her collection of feathers, extended. The thought of this alone allowed her to smile as she could hardly wait for tonight when she could sleep.

The sound of a knock, at the door, caused her to glance up, moving her attention from the bed itself to the source knocking. "Who..who is it?" She asked though this time she didn't stand nor did she brace herself for possibly running as she normally had. She knew, from the sight of the guards within the main floor lobby, that this building was secure and, to be honest, if someone was to come and get her, the last thing they would do would be to knock.

Immediately, and as the door parted, she heard his voice. A soft smile pulled at her natural pink lips as she welcomed him back. "Thank you..." She spoke, her voice a choir of angels speaking at once, in sync, of one another as she spoke, nodding lightly to his offer of food. "Food would be amazing..perhaps some water...though I must warn you...I don't eat meat." She asserted, eating such would not only make her sick but, being used as a blood doll to a vampire, caused her to lose interest in meat a long time ago. But that was a story better kept to herself.

She lightly stood, taking the bag of clothing into her hands before disappearing back into the bathroom. The sound of the bag would echo through out the bathroom as she removed the jeans, slipping them on over the cute panties he provided, both fitting perfectly, and a tight little tank top, a smaller shirt moving over on top of that. The colors he chose were perfect and, as she put them on and moved out of the bathroom, she glanced down. Her body was perfect, lithe, and muscular without looking odd or sick. Naturally, as she was angelic. She stepped out, wearing the attire, before glancing up at him. "They..they fit perfectly...thank you." She sounded.  

[Priestess of Athena]

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Veral grimaced slightly when she said she didn't eat meat. He practically only ate meat, preferably red, and preferably rare. He liked to still have that slight blood after taste add to the flavor. A matter to settle another time. He went into the kitchen and rummaged through it looking for something suitable. Most cabinets were empty, showing how little this room was used. There was one where he did have some good snacks. Occasionally he had guests, and even though most he lured here to make a meal of them he still enjoyed making them feel comfortable first. Made sucking the life out of them all the more satisfying.

A little more searching and he found some crackers. A little cheese quickly sliced up from the refrigerator and there was an acceptable snack prepared. Next a glass filled with some ice and then some filtered water. He set these on the table just in time for the angel to open her door. He smiled at her. "You're welcome. And here's some food." He motioned to the slight spread on the table. "Unfortunately I don't have much... but this should fill you up until we can get a real meal in you."

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[Iris Lunaria]

Long adn slender fingers worked around the door's edge as she pushed it forth, stepping out of the room, and glancing about with stunning blue orbs. Her eyes moved around the apartment, picking up details that she had earlier left behind, or over looked, as a light smile danced along her pink painted lips. Pressing forth, and moving away from the door, she moved over to a bookshelf. Her fingertip running along one of the spines of the book and bringing her great job. A part of her secret hobby, a world she left unknown to her previous master, was reading. Eager eyes scanned over the bookshelf before she took her attention back to Damon.

Her piercing blue orbs widened as he gestured her to the location of the food. "Is..is that cheese?" She spoke, her angelic voice sounding through as her wings gave a light flutter from underneath her flesh. She adored cheese! Of any type. She quickly took a seat and, in picking up a cracker, moved to place a piece of cheese, and the cracker, into her mouth before giving it a light bite, sampling the flavor before she continued to chew.

A low wave of angelic energy, to illuminate her pleasure from the cheese alone, raced across the room, as she continued to sample the food he had fixed for her. Lightly, she grabbed the glass of water, taking a sip, before her eyes rose and settled on him. "When...when do I start my dancing lessons?" She inquired softly, the wave still remaining around them as her lovely features fell lightly. She didn't wish to dance, it was so revealing, but she knew she had to do something to pay him back for the place to stay, the food, and the clothing he purchased for her.  

[Priestess of Athena]

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Veral watched as her attention was drawn to the books he had in the room. More decoration than anything, he rarely found a book interesting enough to warrant his time. But perhaps they'd find themselves serving an actual use - drawing the girl further into his web. Her eyes lit up even more when they saw the cheese waiting for her. "Yes, an aged cheddar." If Veral was going to eat cheese, it was going to be damn flavor-able. He did sometimes enjoy cheese, especially a good Brie, but not to the extent the angel seemed to.

It was hard to keep the scowl off his face. There was that damn wave again. He really needed to install a spell to keep the aura from leaking out of this apartment before someone noticed. If they haven't already. His attention was called back to the present by her query. He ran his fingers through his hair, thinking. "Well we could this afternoon... if you're up for it. But I'd understand if you need some time to recover from your ordeal." Of course he was utterly against the idea of waiting, he wanted his prize now! But such grand prizes required patience and cultivating, and this one was worth it. He would step carefully while he had to.

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[Iris Lunaria]

She lightly pecked at the cheese and cracker combination. The sharpness of the cheddar pricking against the insides of her cheeks and making her soft smile grow slightly. She adored cheddar! Lightly, another bite was taken, a proper size one and regardless of how hungry she was, she would take the smallest bites, chew, and then swallow.

Slowly, her attention, those stunning blue eyes, rose as she glanced up at him. Her response had come and, just like that, her smile lowered, vanished, as she nodded, loose white tendrils falling forth and concealing the side of her delicate features. "Yes...of course." She spoke in her angelic tone.

If he wished for her to start today, then she would. Regardless of if she didn't really wish to dance, she knew she had much to pay him back for and, with all of his kindness, she would not leave that to be taken for granted as. No, she would do as he asked her. "We..we may start this afternoon..." She confirmed.  

[Priestess of Athena]

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Veral's smile grew when she said she'd be willing to work this afternoon. Good, he wouldn't have to bother trying to be patient. "Well if you're sure." Of course she was sure. He'd done all this for her after all. "We'll go in a few hours when the girls first arrive and introduce you to some." They did still have a couple hours to burn though. The girls wouldn't be going to the club until the mid afternoon, so what to do until then? Might as well see what she wanted, it would only help cement her connection to him.

"Until then, is there anything you'd like to do? We can go get you a real meal. Or something else if you have anything in mind?" He was mildly curious if she'd even be able to suggest something. Did she know anything about the real world? At least the modern world? He really had no idea how long she'd been alive, and how much of that time had been as a slave. Maybe this would give him some small idea.

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[Iris Lunaria]

Her heavenly features lifted a bit as he mentioned real food. A meal sounded lovely and, as if it agreed with her, her stomach growled, voicing it's own opinion on the matter. "A meal would be lovely.." She stated, her exotic tone sounding through before she paused a moment.

There was a second part to his question though, truth me told, she didn't know of anything else to do. She was born into slavery, grew up in it, and, up until he found her, lived it for her entire life. She really didn't know what else there was to do. "I...must admit...I don't know what else there is to do...outside." She ushered, admitting the lack of knowledge she currently held with real world hobbies or simply things to do.