Hesu appears from stage left wearing a tight, velvet, black, floor
length gown. Tt is low slung off her shoulders
and a single red
satin band tightly surrounds her neck decoratively. She appears
tentative and anxious, yet glides across
the stage with grace.
Applause explodes into the facility and she increases her pace to
the podium. Her long, dark
hair is up in tendrils on her head and
curled in a very elegant manner... simple but polished... her lips
rouged a bright
but dignified red that accentuates her grey eyes
and white skin.
She stands before the microphone momentarily looking
hesitant and
lost. Not a vampiress very comfortable in crowded situations and
certainly not comfortable under lights
with everyone's attention
directed towards her... she swallows hard and smiles wanly. A
tendril of curled hair falls
in front of her eye. She looks like a
frightened small child as she gently pats it back. As the applause
quiets, she
straightens her stance and smooths her dress with her
hands.
"Hello, I am Hesu"
*applause explodes into the
night*
She stands awaiting the sound to calm itself then begins her speech,
her pale eyes darting about nervously.
She holds up a small white
paper, reading directly from it. Her tone is wooden and her words
soft spoken.
"All
of tonight's winners shall receive this lovely award of The
Golden Fangs."
*Human slave behind her holds up statue
for all to see*
"Each beautiful statue is of a golden vampire, made of solid 24K
gold and hand crafted"
"Jauk
elicited these wonderful masterpieces from a sweat shoppe of
worthless childer that nobody ever wanted, but did not have
time to
sever. Might as well put them to good use eh?"
https://lairofvukodlac.tripod.com/05awards.html"We would like to offer a gracious thank you, to the esteemed
Vukodlac and his pub Hellion's Ale House
<
http://games.groups.yahoo.com/group/hellionsalehouse/> for
sponsoring this awards show! The only pub in the city with the
biggest database you've ever seen...who said
size didn't matter?
*rolls eyes*
She intones in a more comfortable voice... "Who wrote this stuff?"
Hesu
smiles with more ease than before, nods her head and glides
from the stage as quickly as she appeared as the lights lower,
the
human female slave trailing behind her..
