Raizel poured himself a cup of coffee, then walked into the living room. "If you're all ready to go then get the Lambourghini started up." He told them, referring to the car in the garage. "I'll be there in a few moments." Sipping on his coffee, he walked out and went upstairs. His room was at the very end of the hall, an ominous door that almost gave off a homicidal vibe. Raizel walked to the door and opened it. His room was surprisingly tidy; all the books were in the bookshelves, his desk was clear of clutter, his floor was clear of any debris, and his bed was made. His bed was the kind with a canopy, one that was hard to see through. It was located in the right corner of the room, with his dresser and closet on the left. His bookshelves were near the door on the right side. His desk and computer were on the left. Other than this, the room felt empty. There were no posters or anything on the walls, which were a dark red color with black paintings of roses climbing up from every corner reaching up to the cieling. The ceiling was an artwork in itself, plants and roses intertwined with each other in an intricate way. Raizel set his coffee on a bedstand near his bed, pulling back the canopy to sit on his bed. Patiently, he waited for Morrigan to arrive.




(This is the Lambourghini mentioned above)

Morrigan looked up from her magazine and listened to Raizel tell other to get in the car. She knew he was already ready to go so with a sigh she lifted herself off of the recliner and put back her magazine. She began walking several steps behind him, her footsteps quiet as usual . Her thoughts began to wander aimlessly around what Raizel would ask her to do. Would he ask for her to kill someone? Hurt or terrorize a foe?

She arrived seconds later and gave a deep bow towards him, several feathers on her choker ruffling and moving about.

"What is your desire sir?" She asked as cold as ever, without looking him in the eye.

Salamut got up and sat down next to Audi.

"Hello there. I don't believe I've seen you here before."

He gave a small bow.

"I am Salamut, the Desolate."

A beat.

"Or at least, I was. But you may call me Sam if you like."

Audrey looked over at him. "I'm Audrey, and you can call me Audi. Nice to meet you." Being completely truthful, the way this Sam looked did kind of creep Audrey out. But hey, don't judge a book by it's cover, right?

They were taking the lambourghini? Well, it wasn't like Rai to hold back on the theatrics. Carrion smiled at the thought of a full on frontal attack as Rai left the room and headed upstairs. Maybe she could find herself some nice boys to...play with. The smile grew wider and more malicious at the thought. The screams, the begging and pleading all sounded like a perfect night out. Carrion swept gracefully across the room and out to the back where the cars were to wait for Rai and the rest of the gang.

Famine spluttered a little as Chandra climbed on the bar, trying to suppress a laugh with great difficultly, "Well I've heard of people drinking themselves under the table but I suppose I underestimated the totally berco..." He commented, cracking his knuckles, "Keep guzzling like that and I'll have to stick a few straws in you a serve you to the other vampires, since you are drinking all my blood wine." He added with a laugh, admiring her confidence but nonetheless a little taken aback by her 'display'. He supposed he should be used to such things by now, "Speaking of which, is there a large container I can fill up with water and sit in Famine? I tried sneaking in to the aquarium again but they keep putting more locks on the doors I don't understand!" "Well they were never prepared for such a fine article to soak up their brine. Maybe they were sick you eating all their grand exhibits?" He suggested. He scratched his head in thought for a moment, rolling up his sleeves and taking a step away from the bar, "Aden! Mind the counter with what brains you have. I'll not be a moment... Chandra, try not to get the bar dirty!" Famine went to one of the many back rooms, arriving eventually at what appeared to be an old bathroom.

There was a rather large, unconnected bath in the corner and with a deep breath he began dragging it with all his might. Back at the bar all they would hear was the scrapping of porcelain on floor and a variety of interesting curse words. "Come on you blasted chunk of porcelain!" He snarled at it as he slowly labored his way through a door, an impressive feat of strength given his frailty even if the bath tub was fairly light given its size. Finally the demon-wraith reached Aniella and nearly collapsed, "Fecking thing..." He kicked the bath as he rose, towering above practically everyone in the club and stretching his emaciated back out, "I'll go find a hose and a plug..." He shuffled back and emerged shortly after with a hose, pinching it closed and plugging the bath. He began filling the tub, "There! Easier than a whore in Dublin... Or you, Aniella."

Salamut gave another smile/scowl.

"A pleasure to meet you too, Ms. Audrey."

He took a sip of his drink.

"I'm rather pleased that you didn't display the usual reaction to my visage."

Von glanced back as he heard someone talking to Xade. He paused, deciding whether or not to go back before going to their side anyway. He looked the girl over curiously, noting her true side coming out due to her lack of sunglasses. A gorgon, he sniffed inwardly. The one race that came across as extremely rare--possibly even more than mermaids. The girl of course looked gorgeous, but he knew better than to look one in the eye without their eye coverage, which this young lady seemed to be lacking.

She also seemed to be talking to Xade. Von knew Viper as a worker of the club he had attempted to flirt with before. Of course he would--she was, as mentioned, gorgeous! She was more than that. She was slammin' sexy. However, he had a problem with her type. He knew she wasn't intentionally harmful, but he had a defensive appeal when it came to Xade, something equal only to the one he had for Chandra and another from his past, and a bunch of thoughts ran through his head. What if he accidentally looked? What if he turned to stone? He was never so pessimisstic on these situations and he didn't, for once, want to draw attention to himself, so he merely smiled, albeit a little nervously. "Ahah, you two be careful now!" he said, before taking Xade's drinks and going back to the band. He had tried to make it sound suggestive as usual, but it really only came out as nervous as his smile beforehand.
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Vlad nodded and looked around, making sure most of the others were already out there. He checked to make sure he had everything he needed and stopped by a nearby desk, opening up the bottom drawer. He slipped a sleek and extremely sharp dagger in a secret pocket by his shoe wrapped around his ankle. It was hidden, for back-up when or if things got dirty down at the club. On the otherhand, he also carried a number of different weapons all hidden on his person. Weapons were his only way to cause any damage, considering he could touch physical objects, but not physical people; vice-versa. He couldn't get punched it the face, but he could definitely get stabbed in the gut or wherever.

It was odd, yes, he knew. And yet he still had no way of explaining it either.

Vlad hopped in the backseat of the very nice Lamborghini with some of the others and waited for Raizel so they could get a move on.

Xade flinched as one of the snakes hissed very close to his ear. He tried his best not to have make a show by jumping away from the snakes, but only let a small shiver run up and down his spine as another hissed. '' I..It's alright.'' He stuttered to the female know as Viper. He watched as Jeremiah got the drinks he was holding and then began to walk off. Xade wanted to run after him but settled for helping Viper steady her self, then pulled out a pair of cheap red sun glasses.'' Will these work? Im sorry their all i got.'' he said his eyes still watching Jeremiah as he walked off, he wished Jeremiah hadn't left him alone with Viper. Xade never had been good with women, ladies, or even little girls.

Aniella watched with worry and excitement as the bartender went into the back.Her eyes widened with both surprise and delight as he struggled to pull the tub out where she and the others were sitting.She clapped her hands together in a joyous manner and allowed a bright smile to spread across her face."Famine I adore you! You have my sincerest thanks!" She glanced over towards Jason and then waved her hand."My apologies I can't sit with you any longer, I've been out of the water far too long and it's becoming slightly unbearable. It was wonderful talking with you and I hope to do it again quite soon lad. And perhaps even more." She raised her manicured pale hand to her lips and blew the half-werwolf a small kiss before walking over to the tub.

Quite a few of the clubbers were glancing in the direction of the Siren but she ignored there stares, the excitement of being emerged(somewhat) in water caused her not to think of much else. Very quickly she took off her heels and then turned off the water once the tub was full. Without a second thought she placed one foot in the water and waited. The transformation was dazzling.One minute she appeared as a bright cheerful girl dressed in a revealing blue dress and the next she had a tail!Her tail though was quite different from many fish, and was in fact golden. All of the scales on her tail were a brilliant gold color, shimmering whenever the frequent night club lights beamed upon them. She was of course no longer wearing her clothes but instead had two white and smooth seashells covering up her feminine assets.

She sank further into the tub and let out a content sigh, leaning her head against the cold porcelain."Much better then alcohol.."

Raizel held up a hand to Morrigan. "Please, drop the formality. There is no need of it here." He told her, a little coldly. "I can see you are eager for this to be done with. Very well, I will be brief." Raizel was oddly serious. This was a part of his personality that was hardly ever shown under his fun-and-games exterior. "I want you to do some research. To be more specific, I want you to research the backgrounds of the workers at The Dungeon. I want you to find everything there is know about them, if they so much as have an allergy, I want to know about it. However, I want this done covertly, so I don't want you anywhere near them." Raizel looked at her coldly, no hint of sarcasm or laughter in his eyes. "Can I depend on you to get the job done, or will I need to find someone else?" He calmly picked up his coffee from his bedstand and took a drink while awaiting her answer.

"I see you are content, so I'll withdraw and not curb your happiness, lass." Famine grinned, starting to walk back towards the back rooms and dragging the hose with him, "After all it is not your fault that you're Scottish... You should not have to suffer an Irishman!" He joked, bowing slightly before disappearing from view humming something like an old, tragic folk song. He was soon back behind the bar, "Ah, I think I broke my twiggy spine hauling that fecking gizmo..." He complained with good humour, "Of course, I'll have to find where I dropped the bloody thing before I can know fer sure." He added with a laugh, the knackers he'd poisoned making a fuss about their drinks, "Maybe you lot just cannot take the hard tack... How about Shirley Temples? That sounds like you lads..." He sneered and put his hands on the bar, carefully avoiding Chandra. He looked down on them in an intimidating fashion somewhat undermined by how skinny he was and how badly he had struggled with that tub.

Audrey nodded, smiling at him. "Oh, I've gotten use to such things after living twenty-three years with this face." Indicating her own with a vague wave of the hand. Then she proceeded to watch as Famine dragged a tub near the bar, and then as a lady stepped into it, her feet turning into a tail in the time it took Audrey to blink. "That was...cool." She murmured, turning away from the spectacle. "Ariel was my favorite move as a kid." She said, watching the cocky guy come back and walk away with some more beers.

Jason watched Famine drag the bath tub into the bar area, thoroughly impressed that such a frail person could accomplish such a feet. But it wasn't really a mystery to him. People of certain physical attributes could manage tasks that other people think they couldn't. This was just a matter of physics really, the proper grip, torque and weight. He could've moved that tub way easier. He turned his attention back to Aniella, a little saddened that his talking buddy was leaving but was very slightly joyed that he would be free to explore the rest of the club. He nodded and finished his beer, laying the money for both drinks on the counter and nodded. "My pleasure, I'll talk to you hopefully again Aniella." He nodded, and slowly stood up and stepped off now trying to find new points of interest within the club. He put his hands in hsi pockets, and looked around watching the band for a moment staying a good distance from the dance floor. Jason looked down at his neck, able to make out the small silver chain that was his dog tags. He technically wasn't supposed to wear them unless deployed, but he liked wearing them. Kind of complimented his being a werewolf. The metallic tags rested underneath his shirt, the outlines were lined with a black rubber to reduce the noise that they made so they wouldn't clack and clang as he moved.

Jason tapped his foot to the music, thinking on whether or not to have another drink possibly trying to get some liquid courage. Though, his thoughts were interrupted when one of the rough looking people bumped into him and gave him a hostile glare. Jason's eyes flared lightly immediately getting in a defensive mode. He attempted to move to the side, but only managed to accidentally step on anothers shoe and was pushed aside stopping himself and turning to face the group.

"Do we have a problem here? You better watch where you're going."

Jason looked at them all, trying to defuse the situation. "Look, it was an accident. We both bumped into each other."

"I think you should watch it."

"Why don't we try and cool down..." Jason unnoticeably shifted his feet in a ready stance, slightly on age. He looked at one grinned to another which he assumed was a bad sign.

"Sure... I'm willing to cool down." They all stared at him threateningly, which sent alarms off for Jason. He knew that they were going to try something. His eyes glowed brighter, some people staring and murmuring a small group of rough individuals gathered around one person wasn't very subtle.

Morrigan didn't usually allow much emotion to be expressed on her pale and cold hard face, but at the mention of what it was Rai wanted her to do, she simply couldn't help but be surprised."I have no complaints. It will be done with utmost swiftness and expertise." She paused for a moment, almost as if she was hesistant to speak."If I may be so bold to ask...is there a particular reasoning behind your curiosity?" She was about to say "Or are you just demanding me to do another mindless errand for you?" but she held her sharp tongue.While he acted the fool at times that didn't mean she wished to press her luck and test his skills.

"Nevermind the question, if you had wanted me to know you would have told me. I will take my leave as soon as possible to begin. If we are through speaking here?" She said in a quiet and oddly uncomfortable voice. She disliked being alone with him, and often tried her best to make it so she never was.It wasn't that she was scared of him so much that she just...had uncomfortable feelings that brought shivers down her spine when she was close to him.

She eagerly awaited the flick of a hand or a word so that she could rush out of the room as soon as possible.

"Aden! Mind the counter with what brains you have. I'll not be a moment... Chandra, try not to get the bar dirty!"

Chuckling he went behind the bar and thought to himself. "That guy could create sour cream with just his stare." And when he got there he saw that one of the rough looking people he had been watching was trying to feel up one of the girls sitting at the bar. He sighed and thought to himself. "Time to go to work." He then grabed the guys arm and said. "Look but don't touch." he then grabed him and slid him across the counter top he flew off and hit his head on the wall he tried to get up again but Adin grabed one of the knifes used to cut up the fruit for drinks (Not that it was used that much.) and threw it at him pining his suit to the wall. The other guys in his group looked like they wouldn't take what he did lightly. "Your gonna die for that!." One of them said adin just smiled and said sarcasticly "Oh you sweet talker you!" And then grabed the guy and threw him into the shelves that hold all the drinks behind the bar. Adin then leaped over the counter and stood there pulled out a pair of gloves that had chinese letters on them he put them on and charged at them. the first one tried to punch him adin caught it and filped him around so that they where back-to-back with their elbows locked. the seconed one charged and adin fliped the first one over his back and used the man's legs to hit the second one then adin fliped the first one's coat over his face and then punched him. the thrid one pulled out a knife and tried to stab adin. He caught that and used his leg to flip the man on the counter the man tried to get up but adin grabed his head and slamed it down on the counter knocking him out. Adin walked around the bar and sat down near the knocked out man on the counter he took out a cigarete and a match he used the mans shoe to light the match and lit it and then said "Amatures."

Raizel stared at her for a moment, taking in the surprised look on her face. "What, did you think that I am incapable of seriousness? It is not a forte of mine, I admit, but you seem truly surprised." He told her, somehow smiling with his eyes, "And how many times do I have to tell all of you that questions aren't forbidden here? If I see fit to answer, then I will. And if I don't, I won't. It's that simple." He put his hand to his forehead and sighed. "Forgive me, I'm driveling on again. To answer your question, I'm not just curious. We've simply gone far too long without doing our homework. If we are truly to cause chaos, to bring down The Dungeon once and for all, then we need to begin at the basics. I may be insane, but sometimes there is a method to the madness. Oh, by the way, " He said as an afterthought, putting his hand down to glance at Morrigan, "There is no need for you to research Chandra's, the owner's, background. So don't worry about that."

"Nevermind the question, if you had wanted me to know you would have told me. I will take my leave as soon as possible to begin. If we are through speaking here?"

Raizel's eyebrows went up at the tone of Morrigan's voice. He looked at her a moment, once again taking in her expression. Slowly, he stood up from his bed. Still looking her in the eyes, he sauntered over to her until he was face-to-face with her. "You look like a bird itching to take flight." He sadly whispered to her. He carefully caressed her chin with his hand. "Do you really dislike me so? After I've accepted you and taken you under my wing, are you still afraid of me?" He pulled close, as if to kiss her, but suddenly pulled away before thier lips could touch. As he passed by her, he said in a normal tone of voice, "I trust that my orders will be carried out with the utmost effiency, Morrigan." He held up his hand in a gesture of goodbye. He stopped at the doorway for a moment, calling out, "Be careful, my beautiful bird." He walked on, heading to the garage.

He got to the Lambourghini and got in the driver's seat, jingling the keys as he did so. "Please forgive me for taking so long." He told them, starting up the car. As Raizel pressed the button for the garage door to open, he got a gleam in his eyes. Once the garage door open, Raizel backed the car out very slowly, as if savoring it, then once he was on the street.......WHOOSH!
"I sure hope you're all wearing seatbelts!" Raizel yelled maniacally as he drove at over 180 miles per hour. He loved to drive fast, and he was good at it too. He expertly weaved the car between lanes, avoiding cops and getting them all to The Dungeon safely in no time. He twisted the car to park next to a curb, the sudden stop threatening to tip the car over on its side. The car landed down just fine, although it may or may not have given everyone whiplash. "We're here!" Raizel proclaimed happily, unbuckling his seat belt.

Viper heard the panic in Von's voice. She smirked.
"Don't worry, Hun. I've got my eyes closed." she said reassuringly.
She thanked Xade when he helped her regain her balance. "Thanks Sugar."
She heard him take something out and say, '' Will these work? Im sorry their all I got."
Viper shrugged. "I'm guessing there sunglasses, so yeah I think they'll work fine."

She reached out and put the sunglasses on. Onve Viper opened her eyes to see te tinted world of sunglass lense, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thanks Xade. Your a life saver. Literally. I could have killed someone. Good job." The snakes on her head were slowly turning back into hair.
"You know, if you weren't gay,- Actually, screw it." she pulled Xade close and gave him a two second kiss on the lips. "Thanks, Sweetheart."
She sharply turned around to the sound of Aden throwing people. "Maybe we should have gotten someone alittle less agressive.." Viper said to herself.
Out of the corner of her eye, Viper saw a group gathering around one lone man.

She sighed, strutting over to the group of rough individuals like a runway model.
She got between the lone man, a werewolf she thought fro the way his eyes were glowing, and the group of men.
"Everyone just calm down. Listen, we already have that-" she pointed at Aden and all the broken men around him. "-situation over there. If you guys can't talk it out like Big Boys, you can all leave and settle this elsewhere."
"Or else what?" one of the rough men said threatenly, "You gonna put us on timeout?"

Viper laughed harshly. "Honey,there are so many things I could do. I could have my big ass friend over there (Aden) beat the shit out of you. I could have Famine over there starve you to death. The list goes on and on. But my favorite would be." she smirked. "If you got to see what's behind these glasses."
"Like we're scared of you." Her toungue flickered out like a snakes as she walked over to the werewolf. "Would you lie any help with these losers?"
(OOC: Because of Sprng Break, I won't be able to post alot next week, but I'll try to get on as much as possible D:)

Chandra looked over at Famine with a grin before she would sit back up and she looked about. She didn't really know what was going on; she had been day dreaming of walking through New York with some new clothes from Hot Topic. She then got up and she walked over towards Famine, seeing him hauling something towards Chandra's friend. she laughed and giggled slightly as she then would walk over to the stage and looked up at the band who were still rocking outloud. People were still dancing; having a good time, it was still busy. She then walked back over to the bar and pulled out two glasses. She poured two drinks and slid them down to two men who had just arrived at the bar and had called on her to get them some drinks.

Chandra's eyes instantly flinched to the door as a feeling made her tense up. This feeling was one she had felt before. She had the urge to run the door and close it; lock it. She was frozen as she stared at the door, waiting for the next person to come inside. She broke a glass in her hand when she saw black boots enter the club... but it was just a tall man with his girlfriend. She looked down at the broken glass that had cut into her hand and she looked at the blood. She sighed and looked around for a rag; trying to pull the glass out.

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Damien had been clutching the sides of the car as Rai drove. When it finally stopped, his teeth were gritted and he growled slightly, stumbling out and leaning against the car. "Damn it Rai. Why the hell do you drive so fast." he said, growling more before he ran a hand through his hair and made it a bit more wild.

Aniella watched the many events take place from the safety of her tub. Even though the men who were causing trouble seemed like assholes, she had to take pity on them. It was merely liquid courage which had caused them to act like that, and while it was the mens fault for drinking so much she still couldn't help but feel a tad bit of regret on their part."That right there is why I only have whiskey or water." She said quietly to no one in particular, merely casually splashing away in her tub.

She turned her head to look at Chandra and was surprised to see such an odd look on the woman's usually relaxed and happy face.Aniella watched Chandra freeze and then turned her gaze towards what her friend was staring it.It was the door to the club, at which that time a man and a woman passed through.Aniella raised an eyebrow and then looked backed towards the vampire."Are you alright love?" She asked quietly, narrowing her blue eyes at the woman.

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Morrigans eyes had grown slightly wide when Rai walked over towards her with a very serious and almost stern look in his eyes.He moved in so close that Morrigan's nose threatened to touch his own, his breath slightly sweet as it wafted around her.""You look like a bird itching to take flight." He replied with a almost sad tone in his usually cheerful voice.Morrigan was about to reply when Rai suddenly lifted up his hand and caressed her face.A small chill once more passed through her, almost seeming to reach her bones and causing her to let out a small gasp of breath."Do you really dislike me so? After I've accepted you and taken you under my wing, are you still afraid of me?"Again Morrigan was not able to reply as Rai once again pulled himself even closer to her. Their lips were now merely centimeters away and Morrigans eyes were wide as can be now, shivering slightly as the chill lingered in her body. For what seemed like an eternity he lingered, but in all actuality it was merely a few seconds. He moved himself back and walked past her heading towards the door. "I trust that my orders will be carried out with the utmost effiency, Morrigan.". With that he waved his hand, a clear sign of him no leaving, and the Harpy merely bowed her noble head."Be careful, my beautiful bird.". These last words caused Morrigan to raise her head and nod, unsure of exactly what else to do. She was frozen for approximately two minutes and twenty-three seconds before she heard the sound of the garage opening.The sound filled her heart with joy, as she was now alone with no men who would give mixed signals.

Morrigan quickly left Rai's room and wandered towards the outside of the building where she had parked her motorcycle.There was only one place in New York where she could get any sort of valuable information from.The New York Public Library. Before anyone got an funny ideas about anything, she wasn't looking for books about the creatures. There was a Seer demoness named Kalin who Morrigan had once worked for before, and she knew practically everything there was to know about anything Supernatural related in the city.

Morrigan quickly put on her dark blue and green helmet and kicked her kickstand, setting off towards the Library.

Chandra turned towards Aniella and blinked, staring at the girl's blue eyes. Chandra's own icy blue eyes stared right back and she blinked once more. "I just have this feeling... that they are coming. And I don't want them to come, Aniella. I'm paranoid." she said before she picked up a rag and washed the counter top off. "But enough of that. I was thinking of holding a music contest here like on a friday or something. People could come and sing and we could hold prizes and things for the winners." Chandra said, washing a class off with a cleaner rag and glancing at her fishy friend.

Famine heard the breaking of glass and immediately ceased his verbal bullying of the stupid young men at the bar, thinking at first it might have been Aden breaking something with a head or limb. His empty eyes quickly spotted the blood and glass in Chandra's hand, however, and scrambled for a clean rag, "Ya clumsy old maid, breaking all my good glasses..." The demon sighed holding her hand lightly with the rag with one hand a picking out glass with another, careful not to touch her flesh. It was an unnecessary precaution; the collar and her immortality as a vampire meant he could not suck the life out of her like he could humans but he still felt the need for it, "The way ya are worrying, you'll hurt yourself more than the cult ever could!" He joked, grimacing and applying pressure to her now glass free hand. He was a little glad she changed the subject towards music as he had no optimism to donate about tonight, "But enough of that. I was thinking of holding a music contest here like on a Friday or something. People could come and sing and we could hold prizes and things for the winners." This interested Famine somewhat, very fond of music, "So would we only have to screech into that gizmo (He pointed to the microphone on stage) or can we choose a musical torment of a different kind for the judges?" He inquired, ignoring the trouble going on towards the other end of the club.

Carrion almost fell out of the car as it swung to a stop at the curb. Her once smooth hair was messy and falling over her face.
'You're actually insane...'
Sh flicked her hair out of her eyes and shot a flirty look at her leader.
'I love it.'
The last line was followed by a wink. Carrion the proceeded to make herself look presentable again.
'I'll go first.'
She put on her best 'sexy walk' as she walked up to the bouncers at the front of the club. They were watching her as she tossed her black hair over her left shoulder for effect.
'Evening gentlemen.'
She smiled a beautiful suggestive smile and pushed her chest out just that bit more.
'The name is Emily Rose, i should be on the list.'
As the bouncer ran his finger down the list of names Carrion grabbed it and snapped it in one swift movement. The bouncer snarled at her but she only smiled and reached up to his face with her hands and snapped his neck. It was all too quick for the other bouncer at the door who took a step back. Carrion smiled at him and advanced slowly.

Adin got up from the bar and walked over to his booth he grabed a suit case and set it on his lap. He then opened it and looked inside "Right where i left you." he said he closed it again and watched to door he knew that the other bouncer died and was prepared for this he waited and kept his hand in the suit case.


(are we using a fight system in this?)

Jeremiah finished up with the band groupies and, after a bout of time in which he gladly indulged in flirting with them, he started heading back to his other co-workers. He even managed to get lucky and find a curious one in the group--the drummer, no doubt. What luck he had these days! He shoved the drummer's number in his pocket for safe keeping at a later date (not much later though, he was thinking tonight, after they finished things up here...).

His eyes glanced outside as an overly fancy car came pulling up and instantly he felt that it was bad news. Von wrinkled his nose and quickly made his way to Chandra's side, still looking nervously towards the door, and tugged on the vampiress' strapless. "Chandra? Not to draw unnecessary attention, but I believe we might be having some unwelcome visitors soon if you know what I mean," he said, pointing towards the door. He looked up at Famine to make sure he was listening too before glancing back at the door and wincing as one of the females who left the car broke the bouncer's list. "I could attempt to hold them off at the door, not that I really want to get this face hurt," he half-joked, trying to still bring an optimistic attitude to the otherwise nerve-wracking atmosphere. "I'd rather not fight," Von added. "But I can maybe talk to them." He rather it be his face than Chandra's in all honesty.
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Vlad groaned as he stepped out of the car, holding his stomach. "I thought we were going to die," he said, eyes wide but voice ever nonchalant. He shook it off and ran a hand through his messed up hair before turning his attention to the club. He wondered how many people were inside and how many they would be picking off today. He wasn't really that bad of a person, he was just a lost person found by the wrong crowd. Regardless, he would follow Raizel's orders when given. He was a little neutral on the subject anyhow.

He watched as Carrion made the first move before stepping up himself, feeling a little out of place among all the people and their curious, watching eyes. He felt he was being scrutinized, so he kept to Raizel's side to avoid it. If anything, people should watch him, not Vlad, after all.