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Vampire Nightclub
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Aug 01, 2011 04:34AM
*This is a place were the Strigio have formed themselves to party, feed=killing and just have a good time*
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CJ tapped her nails along the bar as she focused on what she could hear going on around her. Mostly she just heard the blood pulsating through humans' bodies and keeping her breathing normal. She nursed her beer and turned in her seat so she could look at the humans and strigoi alike while they danced and socialized. But she wasn't there to do any of that. Tonight she just needed to feed, to kill, and then to move on. Her eyes glanced over the place, hoping she could find someone who seemed drunk enough not to scream when she took their life from them.
Mike walked the the crowd towards CJ. He had never met the chick before but he could see in her eyes she was ready to kill. "Hey." he said smoothly.
her dress - http://www.amiclubwear.com/clothing-d...Tyler positioned herself carefully onto seat near the bar. She waved her black manicured nails at the bartender and ordered a drink. Her eyes swept the dance floor then rested on Mike. She stiffened. A strigoi was in the club and a strigio she knew.
((awesome dress :D i'd join u but im sort of stuck in the middle of an rp in the dorms, want me to make up another character to join in?))
((surez :) gimme a couple of minutes))
Emerson strolled into the club, his eyes cool and calculating as they swept around and took note of the living humans grinding away to the beat of the music on the dancefloor, the passionate embraces of couples within booths. He made a beeline towards one end of the bar and as he did, his mouth pulled up in a smirk when out of the corner of his eyes, he noted more than a few female heads swinging his way to take in the sight. He caught the eye of the bartender and waved a hand to indicate an order of his usual.
CJ's eyes never stopped searching the club but merely glanced over Mike. "Hey hot stuff, what are you doing here?" She gestured the seat next to her for him to take a seat before sensing there wasn't anyone but a spoiled princess looking girl in a slutty dress who reeked of dhampir. She raised an eyebrow at her to show she didn't feel intimidated in the least with a knowing grin playing on her full lips.
Tyler placed her leg over her right one and sipped on her juice. She caught the eye of another stuck up whore who happened to be a Strigoi. She gave her a devilish grin back, her stake strapped to her thigh was burning just yearning to be grabbed and stabbed with. She looked away from the heartless leach and took a sip of her cocktail. Where were the other guardians? What was taking them so long to arrive. She saw the bartended serve another customer. The sick feeling in her gut told her that this customer was also strigio.
River stood outside the club. She took a deep breath and paced. She held her stomach, she couldn't keep starving herself. She licked her lips then started jogging in pace, trying to work up a sweat.She walked a little ways away from the club then came running toward it. She screamed bloody murder, which was hard to hear over the loud music. She banged on a window"HELP!!!"She yelled. She had some blood and dirt streaks on her face.
Emerson glanced up when he felt the burn of hard stare, and clashed eyes with a girl, sitting near the middle of the bar. She looked too alert to be a human and certainly didn't look dead enough to be Strigoi. Damphir then. Naturally, his fangs slid out and he narrowed his eyes at her. She was pretty, with long brown hair and big eyes. Inclining his head in acknowledgement, he gave her a wolfish smile.
Matt entered the night club with a cloak on covering his stake and sword.
Tyler narrowed her green eyes at the Strigio glancing at her. She licked her top lip, her tongue piercing flashing in the light. She drummed her fingersnails against the bar table. She flashed him a wicked smile back.
((btw is the club a neutral base? like no fighting for strigoi and dhampir etc?))Emerson's smile blew into a full-on grin, this Dhampir's got spark. The tongue piercing he'd caught a glimpse of made him chuckle. Gliding to his feet, he grasped his drink and made his way to her.
Matt sat next to some Strigio on actident.
matthew wrote: "Matt sat next to some Strigio on actident."((is it Emerson?))
Michelle Tora/Pasham/ wrote: "((btw is the club a neutral base? like no fighting for strigoi and dhampir etc?))Emerson's smile blew into a full-on grin, this Dhampir's got spark. The tongue piercing he'd caught a glimpse of m..."
((yea....i guess! what do you think......i think we should like makeit a feeding place for them))
Tyler flinched at his chuckle then stiffened as he made his way to her. Her eyes swiftly checked out the dancefloor and the room to see if anyone in particualr was watching them. She didnt want to have to make a scene in this nightclub....expecially when she had no back up but than agian they wernt needed.
Michelle Tora/Pasham/ wrote: "matthew wrote: "Matt sat next to some Strigio on actident."((is it Emerson?))"
((Maybe but must of them are really drunk))
((hmm, let's make it a feeding club, but the strigoi have to like, go to some other part of the club, like underground or something to feed, out of sight. but other than that, yeah, make the club neutral ground :) ))Emerson took in the girl's sudden freeze and watched as her eyes swept around once again, probably looking for a way out. His predatory instincts kicked in, but he held it back. As he pulled up to her, he smiled, "No need to worry, Dhampir, I won't hurt you," then he chuckled again, "at least, not here. Name's Emerson, what's a beauty like you doing at a place like this?"
This time it was Tylers turn to chuckle. She loosened herself slightly and leaned agaisnt the bar. Her right leg on her left knee was bobbing up and down slowly."If anyone here is going to be hurt its you Strigio," She said cooly not even bothering to use his name, "and my purpose here is something for me to know and you to find out."
She took a sip of her cocktail drink, her eyes neve rleaving his.
((ok))
Emerson's eyes flashed, but not in a bad way. "Someone's fiesty, looks like they're finally training you guys right," he smirked. But he had to admire the girl for not even flinching, there wasn't even a sign of fear in her eyes, unlike so many others he had fought who'd had that. His eyes trailed down the length of her body, taking in her curves and assets, "Relax, Tigerlily, this place is neutral ground, lucky for you"
Tyler raised an eyebrow."Tigerlily..hmm i might come to like that....if it hadnt come from you" She said placing her drink down on the table. She saw his eyes trail down her body and she smiled. She relaxed even more and let her hair fall straight down her back.
"Neautral, schmeutral. It never stopped me." She admited.
A drunk Strigio came up behind Matt and hugged him."Hey pretty boy how but we go in the back room and have some fun."Matt didn't answer but just elbowed her in the face making her fall backwards but she skrached him and made him bleed alittle.
Emerson released a laugh, surprised. "Well, I'm just gonna have to settle for that since I don't even know your name," he winked. When she shook her hair down, his eyes were glued to it, and without meeting her gaze, he replied to her other comment, "I'm not surprised, but you might want to watch out, whoever gets in trouble here will get into deep shit with the owner"
Tyler just shrugged. She stroked her glass then picked up the chairy from the drink and bit down into it. After she finished eating she leaned into him. Her hand resting on his leg."The names........Tyler." She breathed then slowly straightened back up. Placing her hand back into her lap.
Matt got up and walked towards the door with blood driping down his arm.
Emerson's fangs slid out of his own accord when Tyler leaned into him. When she pulled back, he reached out and grasped her hand, pulling it up as he pressed his lips softly to the back of it. "Tyler..." he drawled, testing the name out in his mouth, "it suits you" he smiled slightly. Suddenly, the fresh sharp tang of blood hit his nose and he stiffened.
Tylers eyes widened when she got a glimpse of his fangs. She stiffened and drawed in her breath when he grabbed her hand. She felt like letting out a little moan when he said her name but she held it back, letting out a sigh instead.
Tyler felt something wrong and instantly pulled her hand back and in seconds she was standing a couple os steps behind her chair, eyeing him.
Matt almost made it to the door but was surrounded by Strigio.
In the next second, Emerson was gone, his seat empty, he was growling as he came up behind a group of Strigoi surrounding the victim-a young Dhampir boy-and shoved them away, "What's going on here?" he demanded.
Tyler gritted her teeth and ran up to Matt. She placed a hand on his shoulder and glared at the Strigio."Motherf*cking leaches, get lost!" She growled.
Matt Just walked towards the door again.
Emerson turned around to glare at the group of gathered Strigoi and snapped out orders, "Enough! Do you want to get whipped for breaking the rules? Everyone, disperse!" He vaguely noticed Tyler had come up behind him and say something, but he was too busy trying to keep the rest of his 'kin' from ripping out the bleeding kid's veins
Tyler let out a frustrated sigh. She patted Matt on the back and murmured something like 'ill be right back'. She needed to pay for her drink so she quickly walked up to the bartender and placed $50 on the table, waiting for change.
As the rest of his kind moved away reluctantly, Emerson let himself relax and turn to the kid, out of the corner of hie eye, he saw Tyler walk back to the bar to pay for her drink. "You okay, kid?" he muttered grudgingly, taking in his looks, his eyes calculating and wary
TyLER came back and placed her hand on Matts back."That is none of your concern Strigio" She said, firmly.
He ignored the Strigio and walked to the door.
Emerson's eyes turned cold once more, so they were back to this territory huh? "Make sure nothing like this happens again," he replied smoothly, "I might not be as forgiving or generous to stop my kin next time" then he whipped around and headed back to the bar. All Dhampirs were the same. Ungrateful and untrustworthy. He should have known better than to think otherwise.
Tylers eyes turned to ash.......fire and rage burning in them. She walked up to Emerson's and stood infront of him a hand on his chest to stop him. She glared at him deathly."Do.Not.Threaten.Me" She said.
This P!SSED Matt off."You know what if you think your so high and mighty go care of that drunk b!cth that tried to feed off me."
Emerson looked down at her, unruffled, but his eyes were dark pools of ice. "That wasn't a threat, Tyler. It was a warning." He brushed her hand off but the spot where she had touched him still burned. "Now if you'll excuse me," he spoke with barely restrained control as he walked off to one end of the club. His last shreds of control were slipping and he hadn't fed in over a day. Looks like it was time to do it now.
Tyler gulped and her hands balled into his fists. She looked straight ahead not daring to look back. Somewere in the back of her mind she remembered that she had orders to stay in the club until a guardian came for her. She was to stay and observe. She didnt feel like observing but she had no choice. She walked back to the far end corner and sat on the red couch. She could see everyone and everything from here.
((Can matt only guard one person or can he guard two))
Emerson caught himself just in time to hear the words the kid had spoken. Whipping back around, he walked right up to him and spoke through clenched teeth, "Who? Who was it? Are you sure she attacked you?" he drilled him. Strigoi were given strict orders not to touch any of the guests that visited the club, only in the underground rooms were they allowed to feed. If they were caught breaking those rules, few would live to see the next day.
