RPG Summer the vampire slayer

[Walnut]

ooc: Hiya Sere. Soz about the post, I just wondered wheather you were still on or not. But who cares, Now things shall get really cool.

IC:[i] Alpha leaned against the door of the old school. She vagly remembered something about once going here, but she was a vamp and that was everything. The door was crudly knocked aside so she slipped in unnoticed. She liked the shabby surroundings, and everything was where she wanted it to be. She wandered over to the book that lay open on a table. It was filled with plently of information about different deamons and vampires and other dark things, but for some reason she could never give it up. She glanced out of the window and saw a very faint light. She turned to her coffin and slipped nimbly inside. She smiled to herself as she thought of Magus's words. She would have to work things out with Summer, but that was for the darkness of night. She drifted into a dreamless sleep, well if only vampires could dream.[/i]

[liamc2]

[i]Soon the college comes into view, Saethi stops the bike and puts the stand down. He turns to find that the girl is gone yet again, nothing remains but laughter on the breeze[/i]

Saethi: . .this is really getting annoying. .*looks at watch* 3 hours before the lecture. .great. .

[i]Saethi sits down and leans against the still warm engine of the bike. He wasn't amused in the least. .if he returned, he would certainly face his worked up parents, the only real choice was to sit there and get some lost sleep. He sighed again, truly this was becoming a habit, and lowered his head to sleep[/i]

[Carren Heart]

<< When magnus awoke the next night he knew he had some time before the others would be ready so he continued reading the Literatim Ownis a book lost to mortal man and a key to dark power. >>

Magnus: How very interesting ? during the Blood Moon a vampire can't be killed he will regenerate the next evening.

<< Magnus continued reading quickly losing track of time >>

Magnus: << Looks at his watch >> Sh*t!! ? If I hurry I'll find Alpha ? hope she doesn't get to mad.

???? Please Continue ???

[The Harlequin]

[I]Awaking, alert, Davien sits up, wondering why he left the candle burning. Then, of course, he realises he didn't have a candle burning. Silently getting up, he stalks into the next room, to find a long familiar face sitting at his table.[/I]

Davien: Been a hell of a while since I saw you.

???: So?

Davien: That's one way to put it... Why are you here?

???: I don't see you for 3 years, and then you ask me what the hell I'm doing?

Davien: Damn it, Cathos, I was hoping someone had knocked your contrary nature out of you by now...

Cathos: That bastard you liberated me from couldn't, why would anyone else be able to?

[I]Both men remember back. Cathos was bound in submission to a minor demon, the price he paid for messing with dangerous secrets. Davien had destroyed the demon. He didn't like it's eyebrows... Ever since then. Cathos and Davien had been friends, albeit ones that argued a lot.[/I]

Cathos: Besides, you wouldn't want me any other way?

Davien: I'm not sure that came out right...

Cathos: Probably not. Anyway, I do actually have a reason for visiting you.

Davien: Other than the pleasure of my company?

Cathos: Arrogant, aren't we tonight? Anyway, there's a slayer in town.

[I]Davien draws a shocked breathe, surprised at the news.[/I]

Cathos: Wouldn't worry too much though. She's young, and pretty inexperienced, by what I judge.

Davien: Still...

Cathos: Don't worry about it. I'll stay around, if it's okay.

[I]Davien looks grateful, knowing that Cathos would watch him during the day time.[/I]

Cathos: So, what are we doing now?

[Ravenstorture]

[color=darkgreen][I]Spyder stood before the gates of hell, hesitant and worried. She looked to an outsider to be tired, old, and fed up. Fingering the keycard in her hand, she looked back up the dark, digusting alleyway before turning to the old, iron doors and running her card through the high-tech lockswipe next to the doors. Then, after precisely three seconds, the doors swung open and Spyder slipped inside, immediately straightening up and stalking down the hallway into a nightclub, packed with people and creatures from all walks of life and death, from every imaginable dimention. She slipped the card into a coatpocket and pressed through the dancers, not slowing as she reached a doorway on teh opposite side of the club and kicking it hard with the heel of her 60mmm FMB. It swung back to revel a another hallway, and this she walked down drawing a 9mm pistol from yet another coat pocket. Reaching a doorway at the end of the hall, she entered it in the same manner she had the first and aimed the pistol straight at the bed infront of her, occupied by not one, but seven young men.[/I]

Spyder: You all make me sick. Ben, get the hell up.

Ben(not moving): Give me one reason why, you evil piece of ****.

Spyder: Apart from the weapon I'm holding now?

[I]Ben gets up and walks over to Spyder, attempting to kiss her. Spyder spits acid at Ben and as he drops to his knees screaming, she kicks him in the face and turns her attention to the bed.[/I]

Spyder: I advise you all get out ofhere. (uncatching the weapon and placing it on the floor): I'm really sorry, Ben...

Ben: Nah, you did a good job. Nobody has caught on to it yet.

Spyder: I hope not.

[I]Ben attempts to rise from the floor but Spyder stops him.[/I]

Spyder: No, stay there.

Ben: You sadist. What the hell do you wnat, anyway?

Spyder: Well, I met the slayer tonight.

Ben: ......

Spyder: Yeah, that's right. I want to know why I was not informed.

Ben: Because it ain't got nothing to do with you, that's why. You're a demon, for christ's sake...

Spyder: No, it does have something to do with me. When I start getting hunted by slayers after running from vamps that I am attracted to -

Ben: ?!

Spyder: - no, shut up. After running from vamps that I am attracted to into slayers that are hunting vampires that I have created from my lesser days, then it starts to concern me. you know I don't like the past coming back to haunt me.

Ben: Listen, it was not your fault that you were killed before you could properly feed off that blue haired freak you "befriended" at high school. It was not your fault that you just started heading down, after your little run in with the law, and then your run in with the vampyre, and then your untimely death -

Spyder: You call that untimely?! I didn't even finish the transfer! Now look what has happened to him! He's stuck halfway, in limbo, half vamp, half human. He's still living with his parents, for christ's sake. And don't you dare call it "befriending" - I only stalked him for a little while. Besides, he's kinda cute...

Ben: Speaking of which, what's this about you getting friendly with a vamp?

Spyder: Forget it, I was exaggerating. But I want you to tell me who he is.

Ben: Got anything for me?

Spyder: Here, have this. *she kicks the 9mm at him.* It's a hunk of **** anyway.

Ben: Yeah, thanks for nothing.

Spyder: ...so?

Ben: Got nothing on him, I'm afraid. Sorry, you picked an elusive one this time.

Spyder: Oh, shut up. I may be a slut, but you started it.

Ben: And aren't I gald that I -

[I]Ben's reply is cut short as Spyder kicks him in the face again, breaking his nose. Spyder gets up, pockets a hypodermic and leaves, not without cremating three people on her way out. One barman comments to another as they watch the FireDemon leave Hell, the most underground nightclub of the city.[/I]

Barman1: Man, she is in a bad mood tonight.

Barman2: You call that a bad mood? So I guess they never told you why this place has been rebuilt three times in the last ten years...[/color]

[The Harlequin]

Davien; Now, Cathos, we go haev some fun.

Cathos: Who's idea of fun? Your's or mine?

Davien: We'll see how things go. I know a few nightclubs...

[I]Cathos groans, knowing where his friend's thoughts are going.[/I]

Cathos: Not that Batcave place? That dunp where all those weirdos who never outgrew that goth phase hang out?

Davein: You're a goth yourself... And anyway, the Batcave started the subculture, so what else would you expect.

Cathos: Yeah, but I never grew into it, thus I could never have not outgrown it.

Davien: That's pretty shaky logic...

Cathos: So? When do we leave?

Davien: You doing anything right now?

Cathos: Quite obviously no.

[I]Davien and Cathos leave by the door, Davien staring down the officious recpetionist. Upon reaching the hotel carpark, Cathos exclaims at the sight of Davien's car.[/I]

Cathos: Damn, where'd you get money like that. I'll admit though, it is typically you.

[I]Hopping into the sleek black sportscar, Davien and Cathos leave for a night of what would be in mostcircles mayhem, and in many circles illegal...[/I]

[Ravenstorture]

(oh, I'm just dying to see where this is going...)

[I][color=darkgreen]Spyder stalks back out of Hell, and leans against the slimy bricks next to iron doorway. Looking out into the alleyway, she spots a bunch of young gils, dressed in short, bright clothing weighed down by minature mobile phones and makeup bags. One of them is wearing a visor. Spyder takes the hypodermic out fo her pocket and fills it with her own black, poisonous blood and begins twirling it in her fingers as the girls come closer. "Time to have some fun..." Spyder thinks malevolently.[/I][/color]

[The Harlequin]

(Well, this should be good)

Reaching the nightclub, Davien and Cathos go immediately inside. Instantly assulted by the sounds of Siouxsie and the Banshees, Davien's mood lightens quickly.[/I]


Davien: Now this is music!

Cathos: I'll concede it's good.

Davien: You're the only goth I know that doesn't like gothic music.

Cathos: Davien, I'm the only goth you know period.

Davien: So?

[I]The nightclub abrubtly hushes, and everyone glances to the door. A group of people have arrived, and they dressed rather... well...typical. Not good.[/I]

Man: What is that ****? This is really not cool!

Man2: So what, it'll do. Let's liven this joint up a bit!

[I]One of the other men in the group turns his gaze to Cathos and Davien.[/I]

Man3: Well, seems we have a few queers on our hands.

Cathos: What of it?

Davien *whispers*: I thought you wanted to keep that quiet!

Cathos: This fool annoys me.

Man3: What's your problem!?

[I]This disgruntled man strides over, and grabs Cathos by the throat. He abrubtly lets go however, when Davien punches him in the face. As he turns to attack Davien, Cathos spins him back around, pulling his head down and kneeing him in the face. The man slumps over, his companions stride in in umbrage, and the nightclub erupts in general pandemonium.[/I]

Davien: Doesn't get better! Good music, a good brawl!

Cathos: So why'd you go along with the gay line? God knows you're not...

Davien: Because I didn't like the suckers either.

[I]Laughing at how far they'd go to get a decent fight, Davien and Cathos start to involve heavy things like chairs and sharp things like broken bottles. Typical barroom brawl.[/I]

[Ravenstorture]

[I][color=darkgreen]
Spyder, hearing the sudden eruption of noise from inside the club, simply dart-throws the syringe at the group of girls and runs inside, smiling as screams drift in through the iron plateing. As she runs ito the nightclub, the scene of a very, very large fight unfold infront of her. She laughs, thinking back to the last time she had seen a fight this big. None on this earth, that much she was sure of. Scanning the dancefloor, she smiled as she saw Davien and another gothic human in the centre of the fight, pulling off some very impressive moves involving furniture and other people. Deciding not to get involved, she pours herself a drink in the now deserted bar and, tipping it onto the counter, strikes a match and sets the already alcohol-sodden bench ablaze. Watching through the flames, she sees Ben emerging from his hiding hole and duck quickly back inside.[/I][/color]

[The Harlequin]

[I]Davien, startled by the sudden burst of light, very hard on the eyes, glances over, and starts in surprise. He and Cathos he quickly established that they'd beat up enough people, and most of the patrons were leaving them alone. Cathos notices his surprise.[/I]

Cathos: What's up?

Davien: See that demon over there? I had an altercation with her earlier...

Cathos: And she's still alive? Very disappointed.

Davien: Nothing like that.

Cathos: Ah. She walked out on you.

Davien; NO, it's not that either.

Cathos: Well, what?

Davien: I'll introduce you two, and you can get the details. She seems to dislike me intensely.

Cathos: Well, she'll get on with me then.

[I]Throwing Cathos a withering look, Davien gracefully picks his way through the fight, stopping here and there to kick a few people when they get to close to him. Getting through, he walks over and sits next to Spyder.[/I]

Davien: Not the first stalker I've had, but probably the most interesting.

[Walnut]

[i] Alpha leans against the door of the old school building. She had changed her look a little so that maybe her and Mangus could check out a couple of the new bar's. She had thought of seeing Summer but when she'd called she had sounded right cheesed off and would probably quite happily kill her. She heard the distant sound of feet running down the street and grinned. Mangus was late as usual but she learned to put up with him. She watched him run around the corner and trip on a few disregarded bits of debrie which she hadn't had time to remove.[/i]

Alpha: You alright Mangus?

Mangus: Yes, I'm fine, Alpha but I wish you would sort this place out. And I'm sorry....

Alpha: About being late again? Don't worry, you're getting better. So where do you fancy checking out?

ooc: Hey Carren are Mangus and Alpha going out or not?

[Carren Heart]

Ouote by sarsy---- ooc: Hey Carren are Mangus and Alpha going out or not?

... Sure they can if you'd like i have no problem with that :)

OOC: sorry but until monday it's going to be hard for me to get to the computer ... so plz be patient. thanks !

[liamc2]

[i]As he slept, Saethi found himself watching places that he'd never been. .most of them filled with fire in one form or another. Also the girl was there. .and others that were strangely familiar, yet he was sure that he had never clapped eyes on them before.

Soon the dreams rotated faster and faster, showing images of carrion and corpses, and people exploding into flame. Saethi's head began to spin and felt like it was being jabbed with something. . .only to awake to find that his head was being jabbed with something[/i]

Saethi: *snatches stick out from kids hand* watch it brat :flaming:

[i]Saethi watched the small child run wailing to his parents. He smirked and stood up, brushing small twigs and dust off himself[/i]

Saethi: bleh. .*looks at his watch again* whoa. .late for class now. .*shrugs* meh. .It can wait. .

[i]Saethi started the bike, listening to the engine for awhile. He waited, knowing that soon a teacher or caretaker would come out and complain. He revved the engine again, enough sound to wake the dead he thought.

He ignored the fact that plenty of the students were now watching him, and instead smirked when he saw one of the old lecturers puffing his way over, waving his fist[/i]

Saethi: time to go. .:devil:*drives off, spraying many of the teachers cars with stones and gravel*

[Ravenstorture]

[color=darkgreen][I]Spyder watched Davien and his companion walk towards her. She leant back against the shelves of liquer and alcohol and smiled, crossing her arms.[/I]

Davien: Hello again. This is Cathos.

Cathos: Um, hi.

Spyder: Odd of you to show up here...

Davien: Not really, after all... it is a nightclub.

Spyder: But it is not night. How quaint.

Davien:....?

[I]Spyder smiles at her nonsensical jabberings and, pausing briefly to hug Davien, walks back down the hallway and outside. The alleyway is empty except for a dead teenybopper lying in the gutter and a very flashy, black sportscar. Spyder chuckles to herself once more and takes Davien's car keys out of her pocket and unlocks the boot with them. Then, after depositing the teenage corpse in the trunk as a little present, Spyder gets in the car and floors it down the alley and up the street.[/I][/color]

[The Harlequin]

[I]Davien and Cathos watch Spyder leave, unsurprised at her deception.[/I]

Cathos: She stole your keys you know.

Davien: I know.

Cathos: Why'd you let her?

Davien: You'll see. She's got a lot to learn about pickpocketing really.

[I]Davien leads Cathos outside the bar, and gestures up the alleyway. Mid-way into the next street, is Davien's car.[/I]

Davien: Auto engine cut out. She didn't steal the remote.

Cathos: You're an evil bastard you know.

Davien: Sure am. Now, shall we go reclaim my car, or would you rather walk home?

[I]Cathos glares at him and starts walking towards the car. As they reach it, they see Spyder leaning on the door, glaring at them.[/I]

Davien: Really, you must try harder next time. Well, we really must be going. Want a ride?

[I]Davien and Cathos enter the car, Cathos getting in the back, stretching out. Davien tosses a questioning gesture towards the other door.[/I]

[liamc2]

[i]For once in a long time Saethi felt a pang of guilt. He tried to shrug it off, but it stayed like a strange gremlin clawing at his mind. Anger welled up inside him, triggering the bloodlust that had been stalking around inside him for the past month. He screamed pure hatred and lost control of his bike, falling onto the street while his bike slid to a stop further ahead. .he lay convulsing with a crowd of people gathering around him. Some concerned, some edging closer, hasty to lighten his pockets.

One unfortunate reached for Saethi?s pocket, hand twitching with excitement, only to find himself on the ground, bleeding profusely while Saethi lapped the gore up, licking his fingers with relish

Silence fell over the crowd, paralysed at the sight of something so shocking. .so revolting. .then the screaming came. .people scrambled for cover, tripping over one another, running blindly into shops, barricading themselves in. Soon the street was quiet, no sounds came other than the disgusting licking sound and the humming of the bike.

Saethi finished and stood, front covered in dry and drying blood. Steam rose from the ripped unrecognisable cadaver on the ground, glass lay on the kerb, shop windows that had been broken in the path of the fleeing crowd. In the distance sirens called, heralding the arrival of the police.

Something snapped again in Saethi?s mind, he fell to his knees and shook his head. Rising, he glanced around, noticing the corpse in front, and the blood all over[/i]

Saethi: . .oh no. .not again. .
[i]Panic struck Saethi, he backed away then ran to his bike, standing it up. He glanced around again at the damage, constantly muttering fear and apologies under his breath. The bike roared into gear and tore down the street while tears streamed down from Saethi?s covered eyes[/i]

[Ravenstorture]

[color=darkgreen]
Spyder: Depends on where you are going, I suppose.

Davien: No, it doesn't. Get in.

Spyder: Ok, ok, but for the record - I planned this.

Cathos: So, even demons save face?

Spyder: Funny, you [I]act[/I]like you know I'm a demon.

Cathos: I have nothing to fear from you.

Davien: Please, Spyder, if you are going to do somthing to him wait until we are OUT of the car.

[I]Spyder is angry, but respects Davien's wishes anyway. She had already made far too many mistakes tonight, and perhaps if it was better just to tag along for a while until she became more alert. Besides, Spyder felt that she had caused enough mischief for the night, and desperately wanted to lie down somewhere, and not move for a while.[/I][/color]

[The Harlequin]

[I]The occupants in the car sit in silence for a while, Davien concentrating on the road, Spyder on the dash, and the sound of the radio, and Cathos on the back of Spyder's head, sure she was going to try something. After a particularly boring set comes on, Davien reaches down and firmly turns the radio off.[/I]

Davien: Now that I've pressed-ganged myself into driver service, are you going anywhere in particular?

Spyder: I don't know. Maybe I'll just have you drive around for a while.

Cathos: She gets nasty when someone upsets her plans, doesn't she?

Davien: More... standoffish.

Cathos: With a hint of....

Spyder: *Interrupts* Would you two stop talking as if I wasn't even here.

Davien: I assumed that you weren't interested in conversation, given your response. Didn't you Cathos?

Cathos: Well said.

Davien: I've always had this way with words...

Spyder: Would you two quite that!

Davien: Whatever. Anyway, did you try to steal my car for any particular reason, or were you just annoyed at me for presuming to spend time in the same nightclub as you?

Spyder: Why not the second one. Actually, it was more to do with your rash provoking of a fight.

Cathos: I can't really see you objecting to fighting...

Spyder: I don't.

Davien: Ah, one of those "I don't care what you're doing, just about the idiotic way you're doing it" scenarios.

Spyder: Exactly.

Davien: So, again, where am I taking you? And two, Cathos, are we going anywhere afterwards?

Cathos: Really Davien, you have no manners. You didn't even ask the lady if she'd like to go with us...

Davien: Oh alright! Well, do you?

[Ravenstorture]

[color=darkgreen]
Spyder: Depends on where you are going, I suppose.

Davien: No, it doesn't.

Cathos: Not this again...

Spyder: Well, where are you going? I want to lie down. I have not slept in three months.

Cathos:I find that hard to believe...

Spyder: Yeah, well, you would.

Davien: Shut up, the both of you. Spyder, please stop carving things on the dash of my car. Cathos, stop provoking the firedemon.

Cathos: Yes, mother.

Spyder: Well, that explains a few things...

Davien: Oh, would you please stop it...

Spyder: No, I will not! This SHOULD be MY car right now!

Davien: No, it should not. Why do you persist -

Cathos: Well, don't you sound like the perfect married couple.

[I]Spyder turns around and spits in Cathos's eyes, and then sits back and sulks, oblivious to the screams of agony in the back seat.[/I]

Davien: Thank you.
[/color]

[The Harlequin]

Davien: Although, I'd like to know if whatever you did was permanent.

Spyder: Not really...should heal in a few days.

Davien: If I have to listen to that for a few days, I'll have to do something permanent to you.

Spyder: Ha. Like to see you try.

[I]Amused by Spyder's scorn, Davien flips a knife out of his sleeve, spinning it in intricate patterns, then dancing it over his knuckles. Spyder is unimpressed.[/I]

Spyder: So you can move it around. I fail to see...

[I]Spyder's words suddenly cut off as she finds the dagger hilt first down her throat. [/I]

Davien: You were saying?

[I]Spyder coughs the dagger out of her mouth. Davien is unsurprised to notice that the hilt is rapidly corroding.[/I]

Spyder: I ought to kill you for that.

Davien: You know, that would be a lot harder than you might think.

Spyder: Oh, why is that?

[I]Spyder suddenly notices Cathos has stopped screaming. This revelation being sparked by the fact he has just grabbed her hair, pulled her head back on layed a knife across her exposed throat. Davien draws out yet another one and traces it over her stomach.[/I]

Davien: I could make it sporting... I just make a lateral incision here, and then pull some sharp turns. If you manage to hold all your organs in... well.... we'll work on the stakes later.

[I]Suddenly both Cathos and Davien burst out laughing, and relax. Spyder straightens up, mortally affronted.[/I]

Spyder: How many knives do you people carry?

Cathos: You don't think we're going to tell you how and where we are armed do you?

Davien: Anyway, I'd prefer it wasn't really neccessary for us to carve you up.

Spyder: Assuming you live long enough to.

Davien: Please, dispense with the threats. For some reason, I like you, so this antagonism is not really something enjoyable.

Cathos: Never mind the way you and I act around each other.

Davien: So what. We've known each too long.

[I]Again, the people in the car are silent. Reaching the entrance to another nghtclub, they get out.[/I]

Davien: So, you've decided to come with us, or are you leaving?

Spyder: I'll hang around for a while. Maybe set you on fire, steal your car, get you addicted to heroin, you know, the usual.

Cathos: Well, this should be interesting, if nothing else.

Davien: I'm sure it will be more than that.

Spyder: Did you have something in mind?

[I]The three turn to enter the nightclub. Un-noticed for the moment, a young man watches them, for some reason intrigued.[/I]

[liamc2]

[i]Saethi slowed the bike as he turned the corner. The sirens were out of earshot now. .police must have given up chase, or found something better to do. .

The question was now what to do? There he was, sitting in an un-known area of town covered with blood, on a now scratched and dented motorcycle.

Saethi decided to stop by the kerb and think out his situation. He looked up and down the deserted street, nothing in sight except for a black sportscar. .strange really. .but he put it out of his mind and rubbed the drying tears from his eyes[/i]

Saethi: [i]haven't lost control like that since I was first bitten. .I cant let it happen again. .[/i] *sighs and puts the stand down on the bike* [i]looks like I'll be on the streets for a while. .[/i]

[i]Saethi looked up again to see a male figure get out of the black car. Interested, he sat and watched as two more got out, one walking after the first.

He sat and watched for a while, taking a closer look at the remaining figure. With a shock he noticed that the remaining figure was Spyder. .and that she was looking straight at him[/i]

Saethi: ****!

[i]Saethi starts the bike and spins it around, facing back the way he came. As he took off, the sound of voices and the car starting came to his ears. .as well as the sirens[/i]

Saethi: [i]when it freaking rains it freaking pours doesn't it?[/i]

[The Harlequin]

[I]His attention drawn to the young man by his haste to leave, Cathos realises just what caused the kid to flee. Realising it might be better not to reveal his suspicions, he broaches the subject to Spyder obliquely.[/I]

Cathos: You have that effect on men alot?

Spyder: I don't know what you're talking about.

[I]Her curt tone confirms some of his suspicions. She knows him.[/I]

Cathos: Oh, so this is not just some random admirer?

[I]With that remark, Davien becomes interested int he conversation. He noticed the adolescent, but didn't pay much attention to his behaviour.[/I]

Davien: What are talking about?

Cathos: I'm surprised you didn't notice Davien. The kid took one look at our bad-tempered friend here and bolted.

Davien: Or maybe he just wanted to spare himself a conversation with her...

Spyder: Excuse me?

Davien: A small thing. You do have a rather sharp tongue, you know.

Spyder: It's a vice I have.

Cathos: So I noticed...

Davien: I thought I noticed your noticing.

Spyder: What's the supposed to mean?

Davien: Are the subtleties of our conversation beyond you?

Cathos: Hardly.

Spyder: Damn it, why don't I just leave now.

Davien: I'd prefer you didn't, but it's up to you.

Spyder: Of course it's up to me. Why do you want me to stay around anyway? Revenge for trying to steal your car?

Davien: If I was making some convulted plot to avenge your larcenous intentions, I'd be acting a lot more friendly towards you.

Spyder: As opposed to this?

Cathos: Doesn't that kind of stand to reason...

Davien: To hell with this, let's go trash another nightclub.

Spyder: That's the first intelligent thing I've heard you say.

[I]They walk into the nightclub they've been standing in front of for the past five minutes, ready for some havoc.[/I]

[Carren Heart]

Magnus: Well I was thinking a nightclub or two would suit the night my dear ..

Alpha: All right lets go ..

Magnus: << holds out his arm and Alpha takes it >> I was thinking the east end club?

Alpha: To ? Weird

Magnus: We'll just Crouse around until a suitable club is found my lady

<< The two traveled the night to search of the perfect night club and that they found .. It was conveniently named the "Right Spot" a reasonably new club. Unknowingly stepping to a event they'd wish was only a passing dream. >>

Please Continue ??..

[Walnut]

[i] Mangus and Alpha enter the night club. It is unlike most new places with Star covered walls and windows. Everything is either a dark satin red, or black or purple. The music is up to date and is pouring out of four heavey metal speakers.[/i]

Mangus:[shouting] Do you want a drink?

Alpha: [also shouting] Yeah, I'll have Bloody Mary if they do them here.

Mangus: How much do you think I've got on me?

Alpha: It was a joke, darling, just get a half larger

[i] Mangus starts to push through the crowd, calling back to Alpha to stay where she is. The music changes to Popadillys 'RACK,SLASH AND NAFF OFF TEACHER'. Alpha listens to the music, unaware that she is being watched.[/i]

[The Harlequin]

[I]Davien is unsurprised to find two more vampyres entering the nightclub. This seems to be one of those nights.[/I]

Davien: We seem to have even more company.

Spyder: Is that a hint that you want me to ditch you two?

Davien: Damn it. When WILL you get the point? I do not dislike you. I am not hostile towards you. I do not want you to go away. Unless you hate me even more than I thought, there is really no need for such overt self-defensiveness.

[I]Surprised by his vehemence, Cathos and Spyder stare at him. After a second or so, Davien gets annoyed at the heavy metal being played, and goes off to find whoever's decided what's played.[/I]

Cathos: He knows the guy, so he'll have something decent put on. Maybe...

[I]His predictions are born out when a voice announces "Alright peopel, time for a change. We're going to play some stuff that doesn't normally come up, but you won't object, will you?". Then, to everyone's surprise, the sound of a music box comes on. A loud "what the hell"echoes indisriminately. Then the song changes. Davien comes back, looking much more at ease.[/I]

Davien: Lullaby, by the Tea Party. Lots of Tea Party going to be played tonight! Anyway, where were we?

Cathos: You were trying to hit on Spyder in your own inept way...

[I]Davien and Spyder turn and glare at him. He grins back. That goes on for quite some time.[/I]