Chance encounter ((Attn Steve & Pual - pm to join))
Loud music, pulsating lights and bare flesh. The stench of liquor, sweat and sex lingering in the air. The Anantya looked around the bustling club, her cool ice blue eyes moving over familair sights from her cozy little booth. Her chin length bob of blue black hair was slicked back so it did nothing to soften the stark white skin of her face as she flicked her lighter to life and lit the dark clove hanging from her lips. In the hazy shadows of her usual haunt, the vampire watched the ebb and flow around her with a detached, clinical eye.
Snapping the metal cylinder shut with a loud click, she tucked it into the front pocket of her tight black leather pants and reclined back some. The blood red tufted vinyl creaked some as she shifted, one hand reaching out to slide her glass of wine closer. A quick sip and she set it down softly, sighing. Her nails drummed on the base of the goblet, the soft sound lost in the noise. It was a good vintage, one of her favorites even. But she was thirsty for something else tonight.
Cel's teeth ground together as her eyes narrowed. Sitting up straight she tugged the hem of her leather vest down to push a little more clevage up and out. Ordinarily she wouldn't look for a bite to eat from the crowd, preferring to take a girl to the back and tip her for the "extra" service, but it was a busy night and none of the girls looked like they could afford to be woozy after a little donation. Hopefully something would look tasty.
He parked the Jimmy, then walked into the place, looking around at the place. "Oh, hell no," the fighter pilot said, taking in the surroundings. He had called Pual on the way over here, telling him that he had new intel on the researcher. Or, as he had said, "I got some details on the job my uncle offered you. I want to talk to you before you see Samantha for the orientation." He eyed up the place, searching for familiar faces. A figure stirred in the corner, and Steve eyed him up. Not Pual. He went to a nice, dark, secluded part of the room. A tall Asian girl walked over to him, her dark eyes on his uniform. "It would be in your best interest to get lost," he said, fingering his pistol. The aluminum of his Desert Eagle glinted in the dim light, and the girl scooted off, heading towards another dark corner, where a man in a leather jacket and dark jeans was sipping a beer. Steve couldn't dee the face, but the man seemed familiar. But Pual couldn't be here yet, could he? Steve looked around at the people, and noticed a door at the other end of the place. There seemed to be a lot of activity there, but he doubted he wanted to know. This place was already giving him the creeps.
My my... whatever is he doing here? Cel murmured softly. Sliding over and out of her booth in one fluid motion, the vampire made her way around the room to come up behind the familiar. Studying him, the Anantya tilted her head to the side and rested one hand on her hip. Speaking just loud enough for him to hear her above the pulsating music she drawled out in an obviously amused tone, Well now long time no see.. Steve. Celeste paused for a moment and then with a chuckle she added, At least this is a bit more enjoyable surroundings than last time, non?
Too bad he was claimed property, that took him off the menu. But it didn't exempt him from amusing her for a few minutes.
"Well, not exactly pleasant, but orders are orders." Steve gave the woman a wary smile that didn't quite match up to his cold gaze. He glanced around and noticed that Pual had vanished. Damn. "So, what exactly was your name again?" The room seemed to get quiet, then more excited then before. He tensed, trying and failing to locate Aricson. Perhaps he had gone in the back room? That damn Marine is gonna be the death of me, he thought, looking back at the woman before him. Even though she had saved his ass multiple times, she was a vampie and still considered hostile. He decided to give her the benift of the doubt anyway. After all, his last encounter with a vampire had NOT ended well. The bruises on his torso and face testified to that.