A Night on the Town

[[Jeni Lee : Danny : Graci]]

Her vibrant hazeled eyes glittered in the moonlight as she stepped out of her 2006 Mustang GT. She was clad in her usual 'club' wear...a short denim AE skirt and a HCO tank top. Her fine features were enhanced by the carefully applied makeup. She was out to have a good time tonight.

She rummaged through her purse and pulled out $100 and shoved it in the pocket of her skirt.

The hot air from inside the club hit her in the face, but felt good from the cool, misty air outside. She looked around at the grouped dancing bodies and she smiled to herself. She made her way across the floor, her skirt showing her bronze legs and the tank top showing the very edge of a tattoo on her lower back. She wasn't a ho, although her dress and actions when she had drank to much did seem to stereotype her as one. She made her way into the crowd, dancing with men along the way.

[.Syriana.x.Derek.x.Nathan.]

((Occ;; I shall reply to this post -guards with super pointy stick-))

Tonight was his night off from the club, most of the servers knowing who he was along with the extra discounts he recieved when purchasing drinks. Various dancers knew him and fell easily in love with the handsome figure, palm pressing against the glass door so he could push it open, strength comming from his muscled bicep. His post was taken over by the other bouncer, he barely even knew the man, or was it a woman, well the he/she, and he had no means of introducing himself. His strides radiated confidence and a strong ego, hair messily spiked to go with his bad boy appeadange, pants baggy and sagged. They exposed the brim of his boxers where his ivory wife-beater didn't reach, ocean hues spotted with multi-colored lights from inside the club which he knew all to well. He had been introduced to the back rooms nearly a month before on his first night, sleeping there with the female who was classified as the most seductive in the club. She fell for him hard, and kept falling because he was not there in the morning to help her up but yet his next work day she was absent until later in the evening, still staring at him lovingly but she knew he would never return her emotions.

He made in the direction of the bar, sitting one one of the few vacant chairs. His presence drew the attention of the conversing females, angering several males who believed they had the girls hooked only to loose them to a fresh stud. The bartender automatically formed his usual drink, a shot of tequila and a shot of vodka. He downed them both in a matter of seconds with little thought, leaving a ten on the counter before he rose from the seat. He directed his strides towards the group of people on the dance floor, rave music playing from the large speakers on stage.

Muscled frame slipped into the dancing crowd with ease, the enchanting femme of the evening easily slipping into his vision after a moment of searching. She bounced from male to male with little care, becomming the heart throb of insomnia for the night. Frame glided after her, sliding behind her as she danced and pulling her close to his tan figure, hands rested upon her waist. He knew what the results to his actions could be and he feared them little, most females longing to be in the spot he placed her in now. Voice strong but luring as it was created in the depths of her vocal chords,

"You know, the only thing those eyes can't tell me is your name."

((occ;; Sorry for the minor pp))

[[Jeni Lee : Danny : Graci]]

Graci danced loosely, flashing flirty smiles to each guy she danced with. Her hazel eyes glittered from the many colored lights in the club. She felt a strong hand pull her close to her. She didn't fight it, she was here to have a good time. And if he did pull anything, the bouncer would be on it in a second. She heard his words, and smiled. "Well...aren't you smooth..." she said with a soothing tone, confidence biting her words. "And it's Graci." she said, a 'you wish you could have me' tone lingering in her words.

[.Ceana.x.Kyle.x.Keaira.]

Lips parted in a warm smile, one that would cause other girls to gasp or easily fall into his grasp. Something told him she would be more difficult than the rest, her flirtatious actions just fuel for his moves and words. Broad figure flowed with hers after years of dancing experience, he knew it was just one of the multifarious ways to reach a females heart, just another key that helped him unlock the doors that kept him from playing his little games. Pink tongue ran across his lips, freshly shaved chin over her shoulder so his soft entrancing words could easily travel into her ears. He knew several pick up lines, using the easiest on her and it caught her attention as well, his various approaches making him only better at what he did.

"No I'm not smooth, only entranced by your beauty baby."

Words ozed from his lips with a thick honey coating that mad him sweet and unresistable, however there were few that escaped his hypnotic tone and smooth sentences. He always had other forms of trances he could play on them, each femme unique in their own way, the difficulty only making it more fun for the young male. Muscled arms attempted to pull her closer, knowing that if she was what he suspected, she would slip from his grasp and become a tease. However he always expected surprises with the diversity of women this millenium.

[[Jeni Lee : Danny : Graci]]

She laughed lightly as the words came from his mouth. "Sure....I'll bet." she sad, tossing her hair lightly. She flirted, it was her greatest skill other than shopping. She smiled a flirty smile and gently felt him attempt to pull her closer. She allowed it, somewhat, keeping a small distance between them. She glanced at him from the corner of her eye. He wasn't ugly by any means of imagination, but looks to her were only a helping factor, never everything. She ran a hand through her locks, a smile worn across her lips. She was having fun...as of now, nothing was any less serious than her flirtacious actions with the male.

[.Ceana.x.Kyle.x.Keaira.]

He smirked, eyes flickering with temptation as she teased with her words in replace of actions. Other dancing couples were just a blur to the male, eyes locked upon her and nothing more, mind conjuring another sweet line. His prey for the night was identified and he was determined to be successful and recieve what he desired. It was not long before his fingers interlatches and his hanrs encircled her waist, noticing that she purposely kept a small distance between them, which he would allow. He would wait for her to grow addicted to him before he pulled something idiotic, Music was just a motive for his actions, her dancing just giving him more of a reason to be there if another asked. Pools flickering dangerously towards a male as he attempted to tap his shoulder so he could step in with the female, dim embers within him ignites and showing in his expression which was momentarily hidden from the girl. The other stud shyed away after Derek provided that as his only option.

Derek had everything that a female wanted in a guy, or so it appeared, all except one grew to know that he had no dedication. He had met that same girl after his release from the cell only to find she was terrified of him, why? He had no reason nor did she remain there long enough so he could ask. His past was cruel and untold, locked behind the doors in his eyes and mind.

"So what brings you to such a low life place with all these pathetic males when you could have me and so much more?"

[[Jeni Lee : Danny : Graci]]

She laughed lightly as she tossed her brown hair, removing it from her shoulders. She smiled sweetly and then gave a judgemental look. "Well well well....woah now slick. This is my work place you're bashing. What makes you think I want [/i]you[/i] anyway?[/b] she said, gently pulling away and moving towards the bar.

[.Ceana.x.Kyle.x.Keaira.]

Neck twisted back as he recieved a faceful of he chocolate locks, her sweet aroma inhaled through his sharp nostrils. He identified the brand and scent with ease, often using the gift later on if he was having difficulty snagging a female such as herself. Tense moments dragged by, before she gracefully slipped from his grip her strides placing her closer to the bar, the muscled stud not lagging far behind. He fought the urge to pull her close again, eyes traveling dangerously up and down her frame strides radiating his confidence and ego. Fingers reaching out to curl around hers, trying to grasp her long enough to get a word in with no success. Her pace was genuinely faster than his, trailing after until she haulted, his words so smooth it would make you crave for more.

"You see I am only a valuable option to such a lovely young lady such as yourself... As for your occupation being located her, how long has that been? You see? I'm the bouncer in this bar on some nights, I was not exactally dissing this place, moreso the fellows who believe they own it."

[[Jeni Lee : Danny : Graci]]

She laughed slightly. What an act... she thought softly. She gave a quick glance at him and then spoke. "Well...I've been here...around somewhere. Tomorrow will be my first day, as a server." she said softly. She ordered another strawberry daquiri and tossed the bartender the payment. She sipped the liquid slowly, taking in the sweet taste. She loved having fun. A young man approached her side, whispering something in her ear as he placed his hands on her waist. She giggled softly, her eyes flickering with amusement. She smiled softly and nodded. "Sure." She took another drink and then handed it to her previous dance partner. "I'll be back later." she whispered as she moved out onto the floor with the man.

[.Ceana.x.Kyle.x.Keaira.]

Head nodded softly as she explained her situation with this bar, eyes tender and listening. Lips parted to reply when their conversation was interrupted by a young stud, resealing his kissers only to watch her begin to abandon him, drink left in his hand. Loose jaw tensed as she was dragged off by another male, free hand filled with her freshly bought drink. Embers that helped his eyes glitter, ignited, flames licking the surfaces dangerously as his teeth gritted with fury. Slick, real slick. You went overboard on the sweettalk dumbass. Here I am standing here as a drink holder when she gets pulled away by another male. Maybe I could hook her on jealousy, doesn't seem to difficult but I didn't exactally have her hooked but what female doesn't want the most popular male in the club. Hell I have the connections in the place.

Arroused anger was soothed by the swarming females, eyes and actions desperate to catch his attention. The beauty radiating from their faces but they were all to simple for the egotistical male, only appetizers for the ravenous male who craved only one femmice. Flames burrowed deep into his oculars, maintaining their continous dazzle, awaiting to be released once he approached the snake who had drawn the female from his grasp. Jealousy foamed from the scattered males glares, attention and anger soaked up by the appearance of a new stripper on stage, music blending with the random whistles and statements. Bustling crowd of females around Derek drew the attention of the dancer on stage, her features easily recognised, she was the vix he had left heartbroken with little care. It was his handsome self that held her eyes there, her ocean hues longing for him as they always would. He forced a wink in her direction, attempting to play the part he had designed in the beginning. If he could not hook the original fea with sweet talk then few could resist the most popular and wanted guy in the club, waiting to claim him as their own. Few realised that he left almost all he had ran across since he had escaped the prison bars, one attracting him in exchange, but that long ago and remembered with clouds. He had approached her later only to find she was terrified of him, had he done something to her that he had not remembered? Whatever it was left warm heart that remained shattered.

Mesmerising Vixen latched onto his arm, luscious lips drawn up close to his ear, voice waivering and seductive, her bravery drawing him from the disappointment that arrived as he was lured away. Other slender bodies were stationary nearby incase the female failed and he was vacant once more. Daquari was placed subconsciously on the bar, remembering the gasps that were emitted when the femmice ditched him for another male, regaining what confidence that had faultered. Strides were smooth an flowing, gliding next to the beautiful fae with ease. Hips brushed hers seldomly, crimson that would have arrived on other brute's cheeks ceased to exist, throughts flicking through his mind at ferocious speeds, flushing them once the music placed together solely for dancing raided his auditives. Two could play the dame she desired, placing himself and the opposing female close to his victim in the beginning. Tongue ran across his pink lips before they crossed the back of the femmices neck, eyes flicking back to the stripper on stage only to realise her attention was still held in his direction. Broad frame grinded against the willing female, lips sensing that his touch brought chills up her spine, raising the small chocolate hairs on the back of her neck. His attention swayed occasionally, drifting back to Graci with a smirk on his lips. He half expected her to play along but her choices were so random he could not really call what she would do.

((Occ;; the post would've been better but my computer decided to mess up... to put it nicely lol))

[[Jeni Lee : Danny : Graci]]

Her movements swift and fluid, but relaxed, she danced with the man that had invited her to move onto the floor with him. She felt guilty in a way, for leaving her previous partner, but then the feeling swept away. She wasn't his...she was committed to no man as of this day. She placed her arms delicately around the boy's neck, dancing and laughing at the same time. She noticed her previous partner had decided to find a new partner. Her cheeks didn't blush, anger did not fill her...he was here for the same reason as her, to have fun, or so she assumed. She pulled away from her dancing partner for only a few seconds, to toss her chocolate locks back into a loose ponytail.

When the song ended she made her way to the bar and ordered a water, noticing her previous drink neglected. She decided she'd had enough liquor for the night, knowing that if too much entered her lovely body, it would make her somewhat easier to entice, perhaps into things she didn't want to do. She took a drink, then fidgeted with the charm on her necklace that had been carefully chosen to hang around her neck as an accent to the charming ensamble. She smiled lightly in greeting to several people who moved around her. She glanced at her watch. The place would be dead in another couple of hours. She pulled the ponytail holder out of her hair, letting her locks fall free. She brushed them out with a careless hand and then she stood.

Her time here was done, she was bored now, nothing made her want to stay any longer, at least here. She would find another place to party, perhaps at her own home. She moved through the crowd swiftly, strides elegant. She spotted the young man who she had first danced with and offered a smile and wink, before darting out of sight and through the double doors that made way into the club. Her car was towards the back of the lot, the sports car standing out among the vehicles. She unlocked the vehicle from the front of the lot and then took casual steps, making her way to her destination.