Fractured Reality - New Orleans

 

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Introduction

 Its Carnival time again here is New Orleans LA, with a whole month of parties before the dreaded Ash Wed. Many humans are walking the streets and partying at local bars now more than ever. The French Quarter is being flooded with lots of out of town people and Locals alike. But for the underground World of Vampires, Wereanimals, Demons and others alike, it might seem to be easy meals but worry some. 

At the start of the year, many new street drugs made their way onto the streets; The Gray Death, Kokodilla, and The Black Mask. The only drug that was partially harmful to the true underground was The Black Mask. Humans who take the drug (pill formed), can see past everything, meaning everything; the veil that protects our world from the next (between life and Death) and also lifts the masquerade. Some users say its the best acid trip of their lives but others say it is the truest fear of their lives. The tell tale sign of someone on the Black Mask are those whose; eyes have turned light almost white blue, seem to be watching everything, and who are brave enough to walk up to a person who is of the masquerade and point them out to other humans and the likes. 

It's a cold day, with Mardi Gras still a few weeks away where our story starts.   

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A New job

Regina woke slowly, her eyes adjusting to the early morning light cascading in through master bedrooms windows. She hadn't been asleep as long as she would have liked, having only gone to bed a few hours ago, however, her nature kept her ready even with only having about four hours asleep. Heading to the shower she walked past her laptop looking at the open screen with her notes on her most recent research project. She sighed, the softness of it rolling off her lips, barely echoing in her large room.

After taking a quick shower she stood in front of her closet trying to decide what to wear today. It was emptier then she would like as she was at the beginning of career as a model, and only two years into working for the weapons development firm attached to the military base near bell chase. It was her day off, she had taken some personal time from her main job, paid leave was so great. So that she could work on her modelling career and be able to enjoy Mardi Gras as it got closer. Pulling on a pair of artistically torn jeans, that hugged her thick curves and athletic frame. Next she put on her spiderweb design bralet and her long sleeve halter.

She had dyed her hair a few days ago and the blonde hair on her head was still something she was getting used to. Having straightened her hair earlier in the week she was able to easily pull her hair into a ponytail before checking her phone and laptop for any new messages.

There were no new phone messages but on the laptop was 4 new messages. One of them were asking for models to come to try on new wardrobes and designs for the upcoming, "Cirque De Style Fashion Show". Which in the modeling world was one of the most fun and exclusive modeling gigs out there. All the well known designers were going to be there as well as all the top models. They were hosting the show at Mardi Gras World this year. The message was from a unknown source but only sign the email with an T. The other two were for a Local modeling companies who knew that Regina was a great model. The Last email was from an unknown studio who wanted her for a photoshoot as well as an ad campaign on a new line of underwear. 

Regina finished reading the messages not sure which ones to respond to. Taking a seat on the antique wooden chair she looked at the screen for a moment. So much to think about, two of the senders were relative unknowns, especially the Cirque De Style. So she would address them first and see what response she got. If they didn't pan out she would go with her normal firms.

'Dear Cirque De Style,

I would be very interested in trying on your fashion lines, however you didn't list a payment amount, address, or time that I should be arriving if I were to accept the contract. I would also like to know more details. Am I expected to work in full nude environments? Is this going to be a runway or more of a performance art style show? Also I need to know the name of the individual I will be directly talking to or no deal. Sorry if that upset you.

Sincerely,

Gina'

She pulled up the email for the underwear line and typed out a quick reply.

"Hello Company HR Person.

I understand that you would like to hire me to be a model for your underwear line. Could you please give me your firm name, as well as the pay rate and contract details so that i might inquire for more details as to whom I will be representing by wearing their underwear.

Thanks,

Regina"

Regina leaned back and looked at her inbox for a moment, before reaching into her desk drawer and pulling out some twizzlers to chew on while she waited a few minutes for a response.

An email popped back to her in matter of minutes.

"Dear Gina'

I am more then willing to give you all the details you need. The Place is Mardi Gras World and the time you would need to be there is 3pm today and it would run till we are done with the fitting. The event will be a runaway style but with some flare as it's Carnival time. As for payment, it would be more then you make at the military base, actually it would be four times that amount. As for you asking about nude, there will be some backstage as there will changing, but from what I have seen some of the designers like edgy style. Which my boss would be more then willing to pay you more. It's not an issue of knowing who you are working for and who you are talking to. You would be working for Chase and I am Tytian, Chase's assistant. He will be there at the fitting in the evening to take everyone to dinner.

Sincerely,

Tytian"

Regina doesn't wait for the the other companies email to come in. She has slid forward in her seat looking at the email with great interest. Somehow this individual was able to look up her earning at her private firm she worked for doing research and development. That threw up a few red flags personally. However, the offer of 4 times what she made at that job was tantalizing. She hesitated for a moment, worried about where this might take her in her life. Dangerous roads were pathed with gold. Danger excited her though, she felt that part of her slither a bit inside of her. With a gleeful laugh she responded.

"Dear Tytian,

Thank you for your quick responce. So to be clear today, is just a fitting to decided what clothing each individual model will be wearing at the show. The Event times and dates are going to be when? You were still unclear about that.

Also, you say that I would make 4 times what I make working for my other job. Is this Salary for a whole year or are we talking a weekly paycheck. Either way I want to be clear, that I make 8,000 dollars a week, plus ⅓ the patient ownership on anything I develop as well as sell, and a bonus for every project I complete ahead of schedule. My average net earnings for a week is around 14,000 dollars. So you are telling me, for each day I work you will be paying me 56,000 dollars? Or if I were to assume you mean my salary for a year which is 10 million dollars on average that would be 40 million dollars. Which did you mean Tytian? To be clear.

Also I charge x2 for chest nudity whatever you're going rate is, and x6 for full nudity. If there is expectation of other activities with the clients at the runway, then that can be bump anywhere from up to 10x to 50x. So as you can understand details are important to me. Would you like to meet me for breakfast at the Ruby Slipper Cafe Uptown in let's say two hours you could explain the details in further detail.

Sincerely,

Gina"

Regina leaned back drumming her long well manicured finger nails across the polished wood of her desk. If Tytian ment her yearly salary, she would be well off for quite some time in the future.

"Dear Gina,

I will see you in two hours at the Ruby Slipper Cafe and I will answer all the questions you have. Let's say you will be well off for a long while.

Until then,

Tytian"

Regina closes her laptop and walks over to her closet and pulls out her Balmain studded mini dress and leggings, and 4 inch stellos throwing them on the bed. Moving with haste she takes her hair down from its ponytail and braids it into one long french braid that touches the small of her back. Once she finishes she strips out of her clothing she had only put on moments ago and puts on her business attire. The perfect tailoring of the dress hugs her body accent all her prominent features. Her chest pushes hard at the fabric on it, her cup size a few size larger than intended for this dress. She doesn't mind though, it just makes it look even more scintillating. Apply some jeweled lipstick, and just enough eye shadow to make her green eyes pop she heads out the door.

Parked in her driveway is a few year old BMW S class, climbing in the car she make sure she has her phone and that her portfolio is still in the back of the car. With a smile she backs out of her driveway and heads to the Ruby Slipper. Twenty minutes later, after taking forever to find a parking spot, she walks up to the line outside of the busy restaurant. Most breakfast dinners like this were busy beyond belief at this time of morning. Wanting to make sure she had a table for Tytian when they showed up she resigned herself to waiting in line. She loved the feel of the cool heat on her caramel skin, she hoped that it made her freckles pop more.

One of the few features on her body that was a make or break for some photographers. Not everyone liked freckles, but some people loved them beyond belief. So sometimes it was a perk other times it could be a drawback. Her half blood heritage let her be out during the day time, she was glad her mother was an Ishari and that her dad had been human. When her sire had changed her a few year back it had made her able to walk in daylight without bursting into flame. She pulled out her phone and fiddle around with Instagram for a little bit while she waited.

Tytian walked up to the Ruby Slippers, you could tell that he was a businessman but with a buff body that doesn't match at all. He wore a black and green suit that made his blue eyes pop with delight. There were many breakfast hungry looking people in line were ogling him.

"Oh Mr Tytian, your table is ready for you. Will you be dining alone?" said the very good looking waitress.

"No, Maggie I will be dinning with that rather beautiful thing over there." he said as he pointed over to Regina.

Maggie smiled at Tytian and waved Regina over. Regina looked up from her phone, and smiled at the rest of the people in the line. She walked sauntering over to Tytian. He was handsome, but not really her type. She smiled at him though, a thousand watt smile. She hooked her arm through his.

"Sorry Maggie. If I had known that Tytian had a reserved table I wouldn't have stood in line." She waited for the waitress to take them to their seats.

Maggie smiled and lead them to a booth towards the back of the cafe and near the kitchen door. On the table was a little sign that said reserved with a setting for two, plus there was a small decanter for coffee as well for Oj. There in the middle of the table was a set of plastic ruby slippers that read, "There is no place like home."

As both Regina and Tytian slide into booth, Maggie placed a menu in front of Regina and looked at Tytian. 

"Tytian, your Brandy Milk Punch right? And for you my dear?"

Tytian just nodded his head and looked over at Regina before saying, "You can have anything you want."

Regina smiled, she ate here enough that Maggie knew her normal fan fare. Maggie seemed however to want to allow her to order a bit more wildly due to Tytian. She pretended to look at the menu for a long moment, taking in her surroundings. It was very busy today. All the Mardi Gras goers were starting to come into town to see the sights before the parades started.

"Maggie I will have an Irish cream coffee, and a southern breakfast please. I haven't eaten anything since 8 in the evening yesterday, so I could use the protein. You, dig?"

She sat the menu down smiling with her jewel encrusted ruby red lips.

"Tytian you going to eat anything?"

Tytian smiled at Regina before looking at Maggie. She did know what he always order but he was going to say it anyways to show off.

"I would like the Hot-Smoked Salmon Bennie as well as the Southern BLT for now." he said as he watched Maggie write it all down before heading off to get the drinks and put the order in. Tytian looked at Regina, "before you ask yes I can eat all that and then more.

So let's talk about the modeling offer. Yes my boss is will to pay you 40 million for this job, but it's going to be the designs who would be paying you for the nudity stuff. He has made it quite clear to the designers that if they want the nudity stuff they would have to pay for it themselves. The date for the show is Monday the 11th a week before Mardi Gras, at 7pm. Both me and my boss will be there that night to oversee it. Tonight is just the fitting of who is going to wear what and to get to know who's who."

Regina shook her head lightly. She wouldn't have asked if he could eat all that. She could eat twice what she was ordering if she was feeling indulgent but she was going to a fitting in a few hours. She sipped at her glass of water while they waited on their real drinks to arrive.

"Ty. Individually if the designers had to pay me the asking price for me doing nudity based of your the base pay you will be giving me, would put most designers right out of business."

She chuckled softly to herself.

"However, as you will be paying me so much, I think I let them get away with 5k for showing extra skin. My next question becomes, me asking the question I asked in the email. Are we expected to perform? Am I going to be expected to do other things, that falls more into exotic dancer territory than standard modeling? I mean 40 million just to walk around in some cute clothing is a rather large sum of money."

Gina watched Maggie coming back with their drinks, as soon as it was on the table she took a deep slug of the coffee line with whiskey. The caffeine made her senses awaken and the booze tingled a bit, but not enough to make her feel it's effects.

Tytian took a gulp of his punch and then looked at Regina.

"This is true about normal designers, but the ones that are coming to the fitting tonight have mass amounts to spend and they enjoy looking at models wearing their stuff. Nope, the stander modeling is all we ask and if you want to do some excotic dancing thats all up to you. Yes I know it's a large sum but that's what my boss says goes."

Maggie came back carrying a rather large tray of food. She placed the Southern breakfast in front of Regina before putting the Salmon down in front of Tytian then the BLT.

Looking down at her food, she felt her stomach rumble. She was glad that she wasn't 100% a vampire, she would have missed eating. The fallen inside of her, on the other hand it loved to eat, almost anything. She took the first bite of her fried green tomato and closed her eyes. The taste of it's juices rolling down her tongue, coating her mouth, was pure delight. She very quickly ate her whole breakfast, and finished her coffee. She tapped her cup twice when Maggie looked over, signally that she would like another.

"Alright I'll take the gig. If anything it will help me establish myself more and help me get a few things that I have been meaning to purchase. So you Boss." Regina Said, air quoting with her fingers. "He made you what you are I assume. I can sense a bit of otherworldly energy rolling off of you, not sure exactly though what."

When Maggie brought her next drink she sipped at this one, looking over the rim of her cup at Tytian.

Tytian had watched Regina eat as he wolfed down the salmon and was now taking a sip of his brandy punch. 

"I am glad you have accepted the offer and the gig. My boss is more then happy to help out a fellow kindred when he can. If you don't mind I can drive you there to the fitting tonight. There is nothing to worry from me and/or my master. Let's say he has a kind heart when he wants to use it. I have been his right hand man and brother to him since the 70's. What about you?"

He took a bite of his B.L.T. and looked around the whole cafe before returning his blue eyes to Regina. You could tell that there was something in him as well a beast maybe but he would never tell.

About six tables away from where they were sitting, a group of eight were sitting. They looked like some out of towners; four kids, two teens and two parents. After refilling Regina's and Tytian's drinks, Maggie was soon pulled away for the table of Tytian and Regina to help take orders and get drinks for this group.

The four boys were sitting all next to each other, with their hands around the new 3DS model of gameboys and the sounds of the latest pokemon game could be heard. The parents didn't seem to pay no mind to kids as it seem as if they did this all the time. In matter of a monet one of the boys jumped as if spooked by something.

"Hey Matt, did you see that?"

"Sit down, Mark." responded Matt.

"But Matt I thought I saw a Rattata run across the floor." answer Mark back.

"Man, I think you have been playing the game way too much," said one of the other kids as he looked up from his game to look at the other three, but his eyes got wide as he saw or thought he saw an Drifloon moving around over head.

"Hey Luke, you looked like you have seen a ghost." said Matt. Luke didn't say much as he watched the Drifloon dance across the room and disappear into a wall over by a cute couple having breakfast. He cocked his head and looked right at the couple eating and talking. There was something about the couple sitting over there eating that Luke couldn't put his finger on. The women was beautiful as all hell as if an angel had a kid with the gym leader Skyla from his new game, he was in love and he covered his eyes with his hands from the light.

After awhile he lifted his hands and looked over at the guy. Luke could see white fur with black striped, with a tail and cute little ears to match. He wonder what a white tiger was doing in cafe, but he shook that thought out of his head before turning his eyes back for his three brothers. 

The last of the brothers, closed his game and smiled at his brothers before saying, "As you can see that there are Pokemon around in this cafe and we are trainers, right? Luke, Mark and Matthew you with me?"

"I am with you, John." said both Mark and Matt before Luke could chime in.

All four boys had closed their games and started to run about the cafe, scaring other guest and making a mess of things as they were "catching pokemon." There was a smile that came across the two teenagers faces as they watched the younger siblings try to catch imaginary monsters with their bare hands. 

Tytian shook his head as he watched before turning his attention back to Regina.


Regina smiled and watched the kids being complete fools as they chased the imaginary creatures. She had noticed the one boy ogling her, but she was used to it. She was a head turner on a normal day, but she was dressed in a way to draw attention to herself today, as she was working.

"Kids can be so crazy sometimes. Wouldn't it be interesting, if there was really Pokemon running around here right now. Not sure if I could handle the larger ones, but some of them are pretty damn cute. I haven't been with my sires that long to be honest. They are both originally from the french that settled this part of America. I can't say either of them are too nice, though the one responsible for raising me, is nicer than her twin for sure. Adrienne is my mother, and Agnes is like my super control auntie. "

She put her hand on Tytian's for a moment taking a shallow breath.

"I will drive myself thank you for the offer. I don't really go places where I might need to leave under my own power, without having the option to do so. But if you would like to meet me at my house let's say 45 minutes before hand, we can drive together in my car. Is there anything else we need to discuss at this point?"

Tytian smiled as he thought of his master and what little he knew about his master's sire. 

"I know those two names, well Chase does. He had invited them to come to the show but not to the fitting. So you will see them again. As for seeing Pokemon, I don't think I would want to see them, they scary me a little. They are a bit unnatural. A mouse that sparks lighten, um no, that makes my hair stand on end. I can meet you at your place 45 minutes before the fitting. I understand the free will thing." 

He finished his sandwich as he watched the kids again.

"Okay you four what is going on?" said the father as the teens chucked in the back before the father turned his attention to the teens, "Okay Paul and Esther what did you do to your brothers?"

"What they are acting rather funny, sorry dad." said Paul.


The four kids looked at their dad before the EMTs came to make sure they were okay. Some other person in the cafe called them. The mother and father as the well as the EMTs were talking but soon there was a hush sound as their voices got low. 

Tytian's strong ears could hear every word that was said, even the word of the Black Mask. He knew that name and it was something worrisome to his master. He took a deep breath before taking the last slip of his brandy punch.

"You good my dear, Regina?"

Regina looked at the EMT's shaking her head. Things like this were always happening here in the city. It amazed her sometimes what happened in a small hour window. As soon as she finished her last cup she smiled.

"Yes I am fine. So I will see you in a few hours than. I need to go and take care of a few things before the gig. Thanks for breakfast. I assume you got the bill."

She said smiling and standing up.

"I see My mother and auntie at least once a week, so I know I will see them." She took Tytian's hand and kissed it softly.

"Thank you for the lovely conversation. See you later."

The walk back to her car was quiet for the most part, when she sat down she reached back and pulled out her journal taking lots of notes about everything that was going on. Ten minutes later, she started the car and drove back to her house. A quick change out of her work attire had her in her work out pants and sports bra. As soon as she finished tight her multi color shoes she looked at the clock. It was just before 11. With a smile she set the alarm on her phone turned up her running tunes and went out the door.

As soon as she hit the green belt where the streetcars ran, she went into a full jog letting her focus go into one fun after another, and not running into any traffic or street cars. An hour later she was heading back, sweat running river all over her body. She was about three block away from home, and she felt good. The three blocks went by fast. Once she was home, she stripped down and was in the shower.

As soon as she was clean she was dressed in a pair of loose fitting yoga pants and t-shirt so that she could easily change at the fitting. She went back to her laptop to see if anyone else had sent her any messages while she waited for the time to go by and Tytian to show up.

An email popped up from the unknown underwear photo shoot.

"Dear Regina

Thank you for your response back. Right now our office is closed for lunch and will not be back til 3 pm. You can respond to this message and someone will email u back.

Thank you

Queen's Royal Covers."

The sound of cars driving up and down St. Charles drifted in through the open windows of Regina's house. One of the closer sounding cars turned off it engine drawing Regina's attention out the window. An 68' convertible T bird paint gloss black had pulled up to the curb outside of her house. There were two handsome figures sitting the car speak for a moment. The passenger side door opened and Tytian stepped out. He had black sunglasses on and was wearing a tie dye shirt that had the words "Let's get Weird" on it, and a pair of comfortable fitting jeans. A tattoo was noticeable on his shoulder, it was a triad of black and white tigers.

He looked at the mansion, a smile playing at his face. It was a pretty cool place to live at. The other guy stayed in the car and played with his phone waiting to see if Tytian got into the house fine. It was clear that he was far more relaxed than Tytian was. Tytian opened the gate and head to the heavy old fashion door. He used the brass knocker on door, it echoed through the house.


"Hey Regina, sorry that I am a few minutes early. I wanted to make sure that I found a spot before Han takes the car back home. So you ready?" His voice carried through the door and up into the house.

Regina shook her head, still up stairs having just finished reading her emails. She pulled on a pair of sandals and jogged down stairs. She got to her front door and deactivated the security before open the door. She took in Tytian in his more casual fare and nearly laughed.

"Come on it. I'll be reading in a second just have to pack a change of clothing for dinner and we will be good to go."

Regina ran back upstairs, at the top of them she turned around.

"There is a bar in the sitting room, feel free to help yourself while I finish up, up here."

She ran into her room and made sure her purse had her tablet, and cell phone were in her purse. She than sat down at her computer.

"Dear Queen's Royal Covers,

Thank you for your response. I have a fitting in a few hours for a runway show I will be working at. I will respond to your email as soon as I have finished with that job as I am not prone to checking my email while I am working. Hope you have more details for me in your next email, that way we can work out a contract.

Sincerely,

Regina"

As soon as she was finished she closed and biometrically locked her laptop. She then slid it into the floor safe under her desk and locked the desk. She didn't actually know how long she was going to be gone from the house. She wasn't going to take any chances. Stepping into her closet she grabbed her favorite pair of boots, and a sexy but comfortable party dress. She darted to her bed grabbing her purse, and then made her way back down stairs.

"Ready when you are."

Tytian looked over to the bar area and smiled but knew the orders he must follow. He could hear his master's voice in his head telling him not to drink as he had his drink for the day. As he moved over into the room, there was a very comfortable chair calling his name to sit in to it. As he sat he could hear regina moving around and getting ready to head out.

Tytian could hear that she was almost done and was about to head down the stairs. He stood up and meet her at the bottom of the stairs. 

"Yah, I am. Lead the way to the car. I am not drinking anymore today."

Regina shrugged and locked her front door, gesturing for Tytian to follow her to the back door leading to her driveway. As the two of them left she pressed arm button on the security system and closed and locked the door. The wood shutters on the house clicked shut over all the windows and a secure locks on the doors activated. The keypad switched over to her phone so she could disarm the door from the outside later.

Popping the locks on her car she walks to the driver side and sliding in throwing her purse in the back of her car and waiting for Tytian to get in. Once he is in the car she backs out and drives to Mardi Gras world.

"Hey Regina, did you notice we hardly had any red lights or traffic." said Tytian.

As they enter the parking lot, there was four newer model black SUV's all in a row towards the front door but the rest of the parking lot was bare. There was one newer SUV that seemed bigger more like a hummer limo style sitting next to the rest of them. There clearly was a big huge bouncer that stood at the front door, his eyes followed Regina's car. He looked like a russian man with short black hair. Standing next to him, was a fairly young guy. 

Regina looked at them and the parked her car simi closer to the front door and a few spaces away from the SUVs. As Regina parked her car and turned off the engine, that same young man was standing at the drive side door. He didn't seem out of breath or anything, but there was a small gust of wind that hit the car. He wore a tank top that had a wolf on it and read, "Big Bad Wolf." He pushed his long blonde hair back as he leaned down and looked at Regina through the window.

Regina reached back and grabbed her purse, setting it in her lap she prepared to put her keys in the bag. She bit her lower lip, a little nervous. She wasn't a major part of the vampire community down here in New Orleans. She had enough interaction to have a little knowledge, but she seldom did things without her Sire's present. The fact that people were using powers in broad daylight, made her a bit more nervous. She looked at Tytian letting go of her lip from her teeth, and spoke softly enough that her voice couldn't be heard outside of her car.

"Why are your people showing off so much? And am I going to regret taking this contract?" she asked, her emerald green eyes sparkling with concern.

"Walt likes to show off since he the newest member or ghoul should I say. He will be punished for it trust me. If not by our master, at least by me. Also no you are not going to regret this contract at all, your Sire's and Chase have been talking about this contract for a while now. So don't worry."

Tytian gave a smile and a flash of his blue eyes. You could tell that he wasn't telling you everything but there was a moment of your going to enjoy it and it's worth it.

Regina nodded, if not to Tytian, at least to herself. She had made up her mind. This day might not go the way she was expecting it to, but she would take it as it came. She opened the door and stepped out of the car and even though she was in flip flops she was two inches or so taller than him.

"Hello Walt. Please take a few steps back, I don't like people that I don't know this close to me, without a reason."

She smiled as she finished, her voice as sweet as could be but the fact that her right hand was inside of her purse didn't hide the fact that she was prepared just in case.

"Come on Tytian I need to lock my car."

Tytain open his door and stepped out of the car. He stood up to his full height, which gave Walt seem small and a bit low on the food chain. He walked around the car, stood next to Regina, and put his hand on her shoulder. There was some calming energy coming off of him. 

"Walt, here is as dangerous as a puppy or even a toddler. Lead the way to the door, Walt."

There was power in the last part towards Walt. Walt whimpered a bit before leading Regina and Tytian to the big Russian bouncer who was standing at the front door. 

"Name." the russian said in a gruffy voice, like almost a mountain man who lived there for years at a time.

"Ivanna Fucksalot." Regina said with faux Russian accent, a smile and a challenge in the way she stood. She side eyed Tytian wondering why the bounce needed her name, but not saying it outloud. Waiting to see what the big muscle man was going to do.

"Regina, Childer of the Lessite sisters, that was a funny. I wanted to make sure you were who you are. Enter." Said the bouncer. He pulled the rather blood red curtain, and pushed open the light blue door. 

Tytian lead Regina into a grand room with racks of outfits, a large catwalk for practice, and tables with chairs. There seemed to be trays of snacks all laid out and ready to be eaten. There were two guys carrying cases of water into the room from the back. You could see imprints of where the floats sat to be worked on, they had left some of the paper mache figures around the room to feel festive. 

As Regina looked to the ceiling there was lights danceing; green, yellow and purple. Some of the colors to bounced off of glass mirrors that had been set into the walls to refract the light. Tytian smiled before taking Regina's hand.

"Look, I will be joining you back in a little while. I have some business to take care of I will be back later."

Regina smiled at how protective Tytian was, but she could take care of herself. She started to walk towards the back, but thought better of it and turned to Tytian before he ran off.

"Thank you Tytian. I assume I should head to the back, and the other models when they arrive will be joining me back there? Is there someone I should speak to back there specifically to start to get fitted?"

"Actually you're good. We will doing the fitting out here in the open. There are small little changing rooms by each station. She will be here in a few minutes, she is running a bit late. Her name is Windchild."

Tytian lean down and gave Regina a small kiss on her forehead before heading to the front door.

Regina shook her head, she didn't mind people having physical contact with her. She enjoyed it, but she tried not to think about the people she was working for in a way that will compromise her contract. Once Tytian left she took a seat at one of the tables and pulled out her journal. She took time to take notes on everything that she had seen thus far. Making sure to note the accents, the tattoo's, the odd scene of style the guards had and even the odd layout of the runway.

She had no doubt that by the time the event started later this month, thing would be on point. It was still odd to her how they had things laid out. When she was finished she pulled out her phone and sent a few text messages off to her friends to see how they were doing, before she texted her Sire.

"Greetings Mistress of Sensuality and Power. I know you aren't going to be up yet, as it's barely past 3, but I wanted to say thank you for negotiating for this opportunity even if you didn't deem it important enough to tell me."

She then put her phone away and sat quietly with her hands folded neatly in her lap. 

There was a few minutes and the front door open, walked in a black and reddish wolf. It stopped and looked at Regina before heading into one of the small changing areas. As the curtain closed, the light shone thur as the wolf changed into a woman.

She pushed back the curtain, there stood a woman who was maybe 5 foot five and had long red hair that fell to the top of her butt. Her eyes were white like the wolf's fur and matched her dressed that she had on. With a very dandy hand she pushed back her hair behind her ear. Her walk was very "I am sexy and I know it," as she made her way over to where Regina was sitting.

"I am sorry I am late. I am Windchild. I will be taking over the fitting part until my master comes and we all do dinner. And who might you be?"

Regina nearly jumped out of her skin, she did jump out of her chair and took several steps back. She looked at the fair skinned redhead, and quickly composed herself. She adjusted her t-shirt and took a step forward offering her hand a little shakily.

"You are going to be the only person doing the fitting? I am sure that there is going to be more models than me coming. So how are you going to get it all done? Oh and call me Gina."

"There is going to be more silly. I just was the wanted to be here earl. I was going to help the models get ready and introduce them to their fashion designers. Than we will see what you will be wearing and try it on."

She pulled a small phone out of her bra and opened it. She quickly jammed the down arrows on the keypad to scroll through the names. 

"Well. It says you will be working with Madame Rosa, Lucy Lux and then Beau Devereux. Since one of the Designer will not be here until later. Rosa and Lucy will work with you directly and Beau personal assistant will show you what you will be wearing."

As Windchild finished what she was saying to Regina, five more models came in. One was blonde and seemed to bring a whole new meaning to ditzy, as she stumbled over nothing.

Two of them were of Asian descent, they both were giggling at the ditzy blonde. The last two models were both African american and were chatting loudly about how bad the blonde girl needed some glasses.

"I am going to go and get these ladies ready to go. Just sit tight and hang out until Rosa gets here."

Windchild walked away from Regina and headed off to tend to the other models. After about fifteen minutes of waiting, a woman came in with rose pink colored hair. She didn't look at Windchild and walked over to the table where Regina was sitting. 

"You must be Regina my first model of the night. I am Madame Rosa come with me to the rack and let's start fitting."

Regina smiled at Rosa and stood up offering her hand.

"Yes I am Regina, and it will be my pleasure to work with you. Do you need to me to dress down to completely nude or just my underwear?"

She asked as she walked over to the rack. She pulled off sandals, pants and top and waited for further instruction.

"Yes, we are going to start with the underwear. I have three of them to try on. I am going to start with one of my favorite one."

She handed Regina; a black and white striped bra, with a purple slim line underwear with black and white tassels, two different stockings to wear; one black and white stripped and the other one was fish net with the garter belt of purple and black. She also handed Regina a black choker to wear. 

"So? How does it feel? Tell me where it's tight and everything."

Regina quickly pulled off her underwear and bra and sat them in the same pile of clothing that the rest of personal attire was sitting in. She dressed and adjust things here in there. The fishnet stocking was a little short on her thicker than average thighs. A few other things but not a lot. Once she looked in the mirror she had to giggle to herself softly she looked a bit like she had just stepped out of a lewd boys video games.

"The bra needs to be let out a little bit it's pinching my ribs. The panties are just a little tight, if that is how they are supposed to be worn then there fine. And the stocking is not the right size for my thigh's you need two sizes bigger to making it hang right."

Regina stripped out of the clothing and hung them back up. The freckles her thighs, and stomach stood out in the flashing lights of the area they stood in. She smiled and waited for her next things she needed to try on.

"Are you going to provide makeup artist for your show, or will I need to wear my makeup a certain way for the show and do it myself?"

"Okay," Rosa joint down a few notes about size and adjustments for everything in her little bubblegum pink note pad that she pulled out from her pocket, "So, I will takeout the area's that are two tight and make sure it fits you right."


She pulled out a tape measure and got all that the measurements, and jotted them down as well. She thought that it had looked great on her model. It was a little tight in a few spots, but Rosa could fix that when she brought it back to her studio.


"Makeup. Well from what I have been told that they will have makeup artist here at the show itself. We were also told to give the artist some pictures of the outfits we were going to have our models wearing. So on to the next underwear outfit?"

Rosa handed her a pair of black panties to put on. She pulled out a finely tooled emerald green overbust corset with great detailed black filigree across the bust with a large black satin bow where the corset snapped together in the front. Along the waist were more tooled lace dragons framing the corsets. On each hip were slightly larger satin bows that were longer as well. A beautifully draped micro skirt in the same coloring and with a long lace fringe at the bottom accompanied it.


"Now I have adjusted in the back with a black and green ribbon. So let me let it out before you put it on."

Regina watched Rosa's hands work deftly to loosen the corset. She own a really nice overbust, so she was aware of the in's and out's of putting it on. Once Rosa was ready she walked over and cupped both of her ample breast lifting them up. Rosa had the corset in place with speed, and Regina let go of her breast letting their heavy ample beauty fall into place in the cups. She adjusted them so they would sit perfectly.

Raising her arms above her head, she breathed shallow, feeling rose cinch the the air out of her with each pull. She knew that she would breathe easier the second that rosa was done. When Rosa tied it off, she let herself breathe as deeply as possible. It was a struggle, but a good struggle, the type she liked, a lot. She helped Rosa get the skirt adjusted in place and turned and looked at the mirror.

"Well it fits. Things like this are seldom comfortable to wear to begin with, but it doesn't have anywhere that it pinches. The skirt is about the right length for me. What do you think?"

Rosa smiled at Regina and her outfit. She walked around, then came back. There might be some small improvements that she could to do; like bring up the middle a bit so she could have Regina's bust showing off a bit more.

"I don't think I need to fix it but I can bring in right at the chest to make you a little more busty. I like it on you. Now I I have two outfits for everyday wear."

Rosa handed Regina; a brown leather corset that is to be worn as a under bust, with a white blouse with long sleeves. It also had a low neckline that would show some of the top of the wearer's bust, two long white gloves with brown leather tops and lastly a skirt that was longer in the back then th the front (almost knee length in the front and floor length in the back). There was also a belt that was the same brown leather color with gears to accent it and a pair of goggles to be wore on the head.

It took a minute to get out of the corset, as they were never easy to get in and out of. Once she was out of the skirt, she walked around a little breathing deeply to get her circulation going correctly again. The problem with being half demon, meant she still breathed, and still had a circulation. Sometimes she envied other vampires for their lack of human functions. She smiled when she came back over and put everything on.

Once she was in it she twirled around once. She liked steampunk style clothing, she seldom had a chance to wear it outside of modeling though. She looked in the mirror and adjust a few things, and thought about how it felt.

"The rear panel of the skirt is loose across my ass, so unless we are putting a bustle in we will need to tighten it around by but to give the right look. The sleeves are a little tight across my biceps. The boots are an inch short than I am comfortable walking down a runway in. Otherwise I would buy this off you right now. I love the way it feels on my skin. What type of fabric did you use on this?"

"Well it's camel's hair. I found it on one of my many adventures around the world looking for fabrics. I can put a bustle in and then it will look right, after the Show you know what I will give it to you."

There was a smile on Rosa face that said she was happy and she was true to her word. Regina could have the outfit when the show was done. 

"I think we are going to the formal wear now. I have two dresses that you might like. The first one is a simple form fitting black and white stripes going up and down with black gloves that go to your elbow. The other one I think you will like more, it has the same camel's hair in it. It's a long jacket like dress that leads into a short black skirt but around that is lace that drapes down. It has a V neck that does show some breast. I went with the colors of brown and black. So let's try one the black and white one first."

Rosa handed Regina the dress so she may change into it.

This time changing went quickly, as this gown she was putting on didn't have as many part to worry about. As she slid into she already could feel a problem. She turned around to Rosa.

"I think My butt is too big for this one" she said with a smile the dress not pulling up past her ass. 

"If it's not taken out a few inches I can't even see if it will fit my torso. I am so sorry. But she has a mind of her own, my ass that is."

"No worries, I didn't think it was going to fit you anyways but it was worth a try. Try the other one and tell me what you think on that one please." 

Rosa helped Regina out of the very form fitting dress and handed her the other dress. 

"This one should fit better."

Regina laughed at as she started putting on new outfit. They had struggled to get the other one off a bit. Her assets sometimes could be a hindrance. She was able to dress into this outfit with a much great ease. Mostly because there was nothing drawing across her mountainous ass. One she was dressed she looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help my lick her fang. She closed her mouth and turned back to Rosa with a smile. Her cleavage was showing greatly in this and she liked it, and it feathered across her butt just right. The boots and the long lace petticoat that went under the main part of the dress was cute as fuck. She spun on the heels give it a good twirl and giggling softly to herself.

"Nothing to fix here. Fits me like it was tailor for my measurement perfectly. And it feels comfortable in all the right places, and loose where it needs to be. It's splendid."

She looked at herself one more time in the mirror, glad that her reflection wasn't a blur. She really wondered how other vampire did it. Putting on makeup would be a nightmare if your image was all blurry. She could just imagine wasting all that energy making yourself clear in a mirror, just to have to do it again if it got smudged. No wonder, the other fed on mortals so frequently.

"So is there anything else? Or is that it for you?" Regina pouted slightly.

"No, I think we are done." Rosa looks at her watch it was about four fifty nine, almost five o'clock,

"I have one more model that I am going to see before I am going home. I love working with you on all the outfits. I mean you can take a break or you can ask Windchild when your next designer is to be here."

This beautiful young woman came in with brown almost hazel eyes. Her hair was mixed with black, brown, and blonde. Her skin was a creamy tan, and she wore a black tank top with a brightly colored candy skull on it. She wore black yoga pants with white and blue high top shoes. She didn't say a word and walked over to Regina. Lucy Lux placed a kiss on each side of Regina's cheek before pulling her to a rack of outfits that were closer to the stage. 

"Now Sugar, we are going to honor the traditions of my heritage with these line of outfits, I hope your ready."

Regina, looked at Lucy and nodded. She hadn't put anything back on sept her panties so she was mostly naked even though she was waiting.

"Do I need to take of my panties off for you?"

"Yes. I have some fun underwear for you to try one." 

Lux hands Regina a button and a top set that well doesn't quite look like they go together . the bra was green with what looked like green eyes while the bottoms had a mouth that seemed sewn shut with looked like swirls of bright colors. The other one was a corset a sugar skull of red poppies and a pair of bottoms to match.

"Okay out fit one." Lux said as she pulled out a small flip note book and a pink pen.

Regina quickly changed into the bra and panties and almost laughed. They were cute as fuck but her boobs were hanging out on the sides, and her butt was eating the back of the panties but otherwise it looked great.

"Well they are cute, but i think they are a bit small for me. Do you have one a size larger than these?"

"Well, I thought I was going to have a petite model but oh well. Here." Lux open up a large suitcase. She threw out a few outfits and undies before coming across a pair of bra and panties that looked the same that Regina had one but they were larger. Lux handed them to Regina.

"Try these on, they are bigger."

Regina changed into the larger pair and this time they covered the way they were supposed too. With a quick thumbs up to Lucy she changed into the corset and panties set. Regina was trying to be as quick as possible noticing the the other models were taking far longer. It made her feel a bit prideful that she was working with such efficiency while also making her designers happy.

The corset fit well and the panties were nice and snug but not to much so. She turned and did a cute little shrug with a soft pout.

"What do you think? It fits well."

"They look good. Okay time for the dress then we are done. Okay Sugar?"

She handed Regina a corset with a mini black skirt attached to it. The print was brightly colored sugar skulls with what seemed to be elbow length gloves to go with it. She undid the hooks in the back and let the ribbon loose so Regina could get it on.

"Well?"

"Your really like your Corsets don't you Lucy?" She said as she moved around inside of the corset. She was adjusting to getting in and out of corsets. She wasn't having the same breathing issues that she did earlier.

"Everything fits great on this, and makes me feel nice and secure."

"I am glad to hear that. I was worried for a moment about the corsets. I am happy to work with you my bonita," Lux kissed both sides of Regina's cheeks, "Now get dressed for you last designer. Take a break and relax. Get a bite to eat."

Lux turned and looked down at her open suitcase. There was a french maid outfit and a afro wig in there. She quickly started to throw the outfits back into the suitcase. 

As Regina looked over Windchild was sitting over at a table wave Regina over. There was something about Windchild that was off.

"Hey Regina come sit and chill out before Beau Personal Assistant gets here and you can do the fitting with them. Tell me all about you."

Regina pulls on her loose fitting shirt and panties and plops down into a chair. She looks around watching the other models, seeing how they act and what they are doing. She really wondering how these girls got the job. It's weird to see so many humans, who aren't ghouls working for a fashion show that is going to be very heavy of the kindred. She shrugs and watches them for entertainment.

There was more models now that had come in while Regina was being fitted for her outfits. Twin models a male and female came in while Madame Rose was working on Regina. They both were fit, you could see many of the muscles under their cute shorts and tank top. Both had brown hair that was pulled back from their faces.

Another model came in while Regina was being fitted for, was a red curly hair women who seem out of place by her size. She was much larger than most of the models that had come for the fitting. You could tell that she was one of those plus size models and from the reaction from the other models, Windchild and the other three big bouncer greeted her with open arms.

There were twins now getting fitted with Madame Rosa. They seemed to be enjoying the fitting a little too much and soon were making out with each other. Three big guys and Walt rushed the twins and pulled the apart. The twins were fighting the guys with might that seemed unnatural for humans. It made the whole room stare at them. Windchild got up and walked over to them. She pulled out the same little flip phone and made a call to someone.

"Two of the models were getting down with their bad-selves." The was little pauses in her voice as she listen to what the other person on the line had to say, "Alright, Got it. See you in an hour."

She looked at the four men holding the twins apart, who were acting more like lovers than siblings. With a shift motion, the four guys pulled the two lovers out of the room and you could hear the door open. Windchild acted like she was wiping her hands off. She looked at everyone who had stopped to watch what was going on.

A very buff man that was wearing suit pants with a dress shirt came walking in. The man carried a bag on his shoulder as he brushed back his short black hair. He didn't say anything and walk to a outfit rack that he was told that was for Mr. Devereux. He sat his bag down and unzipped the rack that was covered with all sorts of outfits.

Windchild walked over to Regina and smile, "The gentleman that just came in is Beau's PA. He doesn't say much but he works quickly and to the point. From what I hear Beau haves a wonderful line of outfits that will only be feature for you to wear. I don't know why."

"Intriguing. Well let's get this done before more models try to fuck each other." What she said was loud enough that it carried through the room. She came over to the wrack and quickly worked with him, most of the clothing didn't require any resizing at all and fit her wonderfully. A few piece she really loved and wanted in her own wardrobe. Once they were done she gave the PA a small kiss on the cheek.

A couple of pieces would need a little adjustment in the butt area but that was all. She went to her shoulder bag and pulled out her clothing she was planning on wearing later. She dressed in her dress and heels and sat down watching everything that is going on.

As Regina sat there, She watched all the other models. Since what happen with the twins the models and designers were a bit uptight of what was going on. The blonde who was now being fitted with a male designer started to act all posh, like she was from Hollywood. She started to yell at the poor designer who was shocked as much as everyone in the room.

Windchild had a look of puzzlement on her face. She had meet that blonde before and she hadn't acted like this before. There was still two and a half hours left until sunset, then some backup would arrive. She clapped her hands loudly to get everyone attention.


"Okay I know things are getting a little rough. Let's all take a break and chill for a little while."

The blonde walked over and sat down at the same table that Regina was sitting at. 


"Like oh my god! Have you seen some of the horrible outfits these designers have us trying on. Shit, I would die before getting caught dead in Day of the Dead print. Plus I have to share a designer with less than adequate models." As the blonde said that she looked over at the redhead, Asian and African american models who sat at another table. The other table was having better luck then Reginas. They were all talking rather cheerly about things that were not about designers and modeling. It was funny as it was about comic con that was coming to New Orleans in about five months. One was saying about she was going to dress up as Ash from Pokemon. Another was saying that Pokemon was lame; she was going to dress up as someone from Mortal Combat. The designers were all bunched up on another table just watching models. They were not quite sure what was going on and how to react to such rude blonde who was acting like she was a superstar or even to the other models who at this point didn't seem to interested in modeling or even the designers. 

 

Windchild walk over and sat down next to Regina."What else could go wrong today? I mean there is some nasty hoodoo going on here. I mean," She pointed to the blonde who had gotten up and now was flirting with Walt who was very, very uncomfortable, "The blonde over there, Her name is Emma. She may be ditzy but has a good heart. So seeing her like this is rather out of character."   

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