Hallows End

[Shinigami]

((ooc: Don't worry, Maira. It an excuse to have fun and let Tale get a tiny bit jealous ^^ ))

Talbot chuckled as Lia dragged him out onto the dance floor. He made sure they were well and stuck together for as long as he possibly could. He followed Lia back to the bar after their latest, but certainly not last, round of dancing and busied himself with collecting his drink when he heard Lia's muttered words. He looked up, but it took him a second to notice what caused Lia's quiet outburst.

The first thing Tale noticed that it was Cian... then his brain kicked back the fact that Cian was shirtless. Finally, once that all got through, he realized Cian's wings were out and free. Tale smirked, figuring Cian would take the soonest possible oportunity to ditch that itchy wool shirt. Though, he didn't think it would be quite that soon. Talbot found himself recalling some of his and Cian's more heated moments when they were together for a few moments before Lia's vioce drew his attention away and allowed him to realize Cian's powers were out in full force.

Tale smirked at Lia, "Go play, and expect me to be joinging you soon." He gave Lia a light, playful push in Cian's direction. He leaned back against the bar, making sure he had a good view to watch Lia and Cian during their dance as he finished his drink. As he watched he felt a slight sting, taking a few moments to realize it was jealousy. Lia had looked quite taken with Cian's wings, yet she hadn't had the same reaction to his own, which were also let loose for the night. He knew Cian couldn't reign in his powers with his wings loose, but Lia was a succubus, and perfectly capable of keeping her head. At least she should be.

He up-ended the rest of his drink before setting the glass back on the bar, hissing at himself for being such a baby. He was still getting used to his feelings for Lia, which were much different than any other person he had stayed with for more than a night. Tale was easily confused as to where his boundaries were and how possessive he was entitled to be. Once Lia and Cian finished their dance, Tale worked his way to them in the crowd and pressed up behind Lia. He nipped her shoulder, letting out a little flair of his power as he pulled all three of them together.

[Demeter]

The wing twitched, jerking upwards, at Lia's light touch. Cian peered over his shoulder and smirked at the succubus. "There are somethings best kept secret. The featheredness of my wings just happens to be one of those things." Cian turned around and ran a finger down the bare skin of Lia's arm. "As a child, and as a pureblooded Custos, I was made fun of for having white, feathered wings, so I hide them."

Cian, still running a finger up and down Lia's arm, pouted. "Besides, if I told you that I had white wings, I would hold no mystery for you and what fun would that be? That and Eros demands that my wings remain hidden at all times, with the exception of special occasions. He claims that I would cause the world to run amouck if I were to flounce around with my wings free."

Cian dragged his fingers downward and grabbed ahold of Lia's hand, and raising it to his mouth, kissed it. "So, have you escaped from Tale or will be be joining us later so that we can "infect" the rest of the club. Halloween is, after all, a time to lose inhibitions and we are those who encourage the shedding of inhibitions."

Cian wiggled his eyebrows at Lia and pulled her towards the center of the dance floor. "I wanna dance and Cera can't dance like I want to. Thinks that dancing like horizontal sex is wrong. And you know how I feel about pink." Cian fingered the filmy material of Lia's costume as he pulled her against his body with barely enough room to slide a credit card between them. Cian caught sight of Tale hanging out by the bar and shot a smirk at them man while he planted a kiss on Lia's cheek as his hands wandered down her back.
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L watched as Dominic's drink steadily disappeared. He was closely monitering Dominic's intake as serious, binge drinking was still new to him. When Dominic finished off one glass and reached for another, Lysander pushed the glass away from him. "Take it slow, Puppy, I want you to remain concious tonight. No drowning worries in drink." Lysander downed the drink, whincing at the burn, to keep Dominic from any sort of easily realized temptation.

Place one hand on Dominic's shoulder, Lysander turned him around. Leaning back against the wall, with one foot propped against the wall, Lysander pulled Dominic towards him. To any outside observer, they stood in a compromising position but exteme closeness was need to talk. "About dancing and your earlier question. Yes, I want to dance with you." At Dominic's panicked expression, Lysander grinned.

He pushed away from the wall, so that he was pressed up against Dominic, mouth against the younger man's ear. "If you can't let loose tonight, Dominic, when can you?" He asked, cheek pressed into Dominic's cheek. "You know that I want you. Haven't you ever wondered what it would be like to be with another man? Haven't you ever thought about it?" Before pulling back, Lysander nipped at Dominic's ear, catching it and worrying it between his teeth before releasing the earlobe.

Lysander grabbed a fistfull of Dominic's flightsuit, on each side of his waist, and pulled him towards the dance floor. "Don't think, Dominic, just follow the music."
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Cian winked as Tale as he joined them, catching Lia into a sandwich between the two incubi. The crowd was pressed around them, feeding off of them while the three fed off of the crowd. Cian could tell what was happening without seeing it. Two Incubi with wings extended and Lia...who would inspire anything in a person even without her wings showing, sweating and dancing and rubbing up against each other at the center of a crowded dance floor caused chaos. Those close to them danced but the movements were becoming worse by the moment. And the energy just spiriled outwards.

Cian purred, enjoying himself as his body followed the motions of Lia and Tale. If he wasn't responsible for Cera, and if Lia and Tale weren't together, he'd ask the other two to join him somewhere a bit more private. The last time he enjoyed himself this much was that first three way dance.

Cian reached out and ran a hand over and down Tale's face and neck, smiling at the man. And he kept Lia between them. It wouldn't be long until he had to rejoin the two in the upper level and he wanted something to remember this night by instead of just an itchy shirt.

[nyoka]

After his little talk with Erika, Ami was more than determined to get up and talk to Cera. Only the gods knew if she would remember him. Running his fingers through his hair and rubbing his chin, he glanced back up top with the sisters now arguing the other man was gone. Grinning Ami polished off his glass, set it down and turning in his stool he was confronted with said man. He even got up in Ami's face threateningly to leave Cera alone because some other did and got torn apart. Ami scowled at him as his threat came out and watched him as he stalked off. He didn't go back up top and that made Ami all the more willing to go.

After climbing the steps and grabbing a chair he sat down fairly close to their table. "Hello again Erika, this must be Cera... nice to meet you I'm Ami." without thinking he took Cera's hand and pressed his lips to her hand.

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Erika was having fun with the now inebriated Cera, she had never seen her drunk and this was quite entertaining. She had also managed to slip a couple more shots of tequila in her last drink and convinced Cera that her tequila sunrise was just orange juice, yay for Erika. Now it was time for a little wardrobe change, pink it would still be but more reveling was the surprise in store. The sad part was Cera had to be drunk to get her inhibitions out of the way. Grabbing her sister's hand as she faked an apology for starting their little squabble, Ami surprised them by sitting down next to them. Erika was shocked for a moment and then let the evil flow. "Oh Ami!" she smirked and rested her hand on his thigh letting it ever so slightly slide more towards his inner thigh and leaned in. "We will be right back, don't go anywhere..."

After pulling Cera into the bathroom, Erika dug out from a bag she brought with a pink with black lace corset, a high cut skirt that flowed in the back to a small train, and pink satin forearm coverings. The change was easy because Cera was thrilled it was pink and didn't notice its revealing qualities. Just a few more quick make-up and hair touches and it would all be done.

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Cera was almost of the verge of crying during hers and Erika's fight, and when she apologized, Cera leaned in and gave her a large and exuberant hug. Laughing at how silly everything seemed now, she didn't notice anyone until a man came and startled her by sitting next to her. Cera shook her blond hair out of her eyes and blinked a few times, he said "hi" and his name was "Ami" not much else clicked until he took her hand and gave her a kiss. Cera giggled and felt herself blush, she leaned toward Erika trying to hide her giggle and almost fell out of her chair and caught herself with the table causing some things to get knocked over. Next thing she knew she was getting dragged to the bathroom which seemed rather fast and then Erika was showing her a pretty pink dress. "Oh, Pink!" and that was when everything became just a flutter of pink, "Yay.." was all Cera said.

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Ami sat and waited patiently at the girls' table just like Erika suggested. With Cera and now Erika, he was sure these girls were just awesome. Grinning he waved down a passing waitress and ordered another drink and as she scampered past, on the dance floor he saw 3 people dancing and getting really into it, if the wings weren't standout enough just their actions were. Sitting back in his seat he got more comfortable and watched the 3, he blinked and was staring now. Wait. The one with the white wings, wasn't he. No he couldn't be. Leaning forward he studied him, by gods he was. That was Cera's Robin Hood... did she know? He would have to say something, it was a gentleman's duty to inform a lady that her man was cheating.

[Races The Night]

Anthony's eyes narrowed and he wisely hid his expression behind Jezza's form. Emily's touch was similar in many ways to her sisters but the primitive part of him recognised even the smallest difference. Having lived and worked around Jezza for almost a year, the two parts of his personality had become more than just used to her familiar prescence.

Tactfully, Anthony slid his hand off Jezza's back and away from Emily's wayward fingers.
"Teletubbies are great! I'm assuming you Yanks haven't been hit by the craze but over in England you can't turn around without seeing them. They're everywhere! On kids backpacks, on lunchboxes, hell, they've even taken over TV! There's whole channels devoted to reruns of those toddler like aliens!" He amde an expansive gesture with his hands. "In fact, I'm pretty sure that that kids programme is not alright in the proverbial head. There's gotta be some secreted stories about debauchery, drugs and the like! Imagine what the kids would say at Christmas when they got their 'La-La is pregnant' dollies!"

He grinned at Jezza, who he was sure was a secret fan of the strange aliens on TV. "OK, ok I'll shut up now, I know how much you like Tinky-Winky and Po and lets not forget Dipsy! So," and he glanced at the two women, "Where to now my ladies?"

[Maira]

Her heart was racing and she was beginning to get sticky with sweat when somebody nipped her shoulder just as her dance with Cian came to a finish. She didn't even have to look over her shoulder to see who it was that had done the biting because of the flare of power and his very familiar hands soon planted themselves on her hips as another song started up. Being sandwiched between two incubi was as close to heaven as Lia had ever been and truthfully she didn't really want it to stop.

After many dances between Cian and Talbot, Lia just had to get a drink of water. She was getting more than a little woozy from being dehydrated. "Okay boys, I gotta take a break," she said as she extracted herself from them and made her way to the bar. As she went, Lia noticed just how unruly the crowd on the dance floor had gotten and she couldn't help but smirk. More than one man grabbed at her butt as she pushed her way through and even one woman tried dragging her into a dance. Normally she would have obliged but she really really needed water.

*****

Emily and Jezza both looked at Anthony slightly askew as he went off about Teletubbies. Part way through, Emily shot her sister a look that asked, "Is he slightly mental?" Jezza just snickered and continued to listen to Anthony go on and on about Teletubbies.

Once he was done talking about the repulsive color blobthings that children loved for some bizzarre reason, Emily turned back to Jezza and told her, "Well I have to get back to the band but we'll talk later okay? After the show." Then she gave her sister one last tight hug and ran off to see if she could help Tech get things back in order with their equipment or if the show was totally scrapped for the night.

After a moment of silence while watching her sister run off back to the stage, Jezza turned to Anthony and threw her arms around him excitedly. She was practically bouncing as she pulled away. "So what do you think of her? See why people used to think we were twins? She's a little shorter than me but that's barely noticable to most people. I can't believe she's here and so am I. After all this time I was sure I would never be able to see any of my family ever again and now I at least get my sister back!" And now she was bouncing... And talking a mile a minute about how good it was to have her sister back and how they would have to come visit America more or fly her out to England and any other thing that popped into her head concerning her sister.

*****

Dominic was getting a little buzzed but he wasn't drunk enough for L to be hauling onto the dance floor quite yet and when the older vampire did just that, Dominic fought him. He tried digging his heels in but the floor was smooth and much to his surprise, L just dragged him. Realizing it was pointless to fight the man, Dominic gave into Lysander and finally walked toward the dance floor of his own accord.

For about the first song and a half, Dominic barely moved at all but then something started to loosen him up and he did as L had told him and just followed the music. He tried ignoring the fact that he was with a man and just concentrated on enjoying himself. He'd done this before, the whole dancing thing, and even if he didn't overly enjoy it at least it gave him something better to do than get drunk and stupid.

[Races The Night]

Anthony fought to hold them upright as the woman jumped him. He had a hard time drawing his attention away from the sway of her breast against his chest, to what she was currently saying. Something about going to America more often. He grimaced inwardly as the wolf in him reacted sharply to the she-wolf. At first he had drawn the line of thinking about Jezza in 'that' way, she was barely at college and he was just about to leave university and so many things would have come between them, Dainiel being one of them. But by all the gods she was turning into a woman more with each day and it practically tore him apart to watch it happen and to beat his emotions down.

He watched her mouth but couldn't hear the words. The girl could talk for England and not need to take a breath. She was saying something now about haloween costumes - then jumped suddenly to what she wanted to do at Christmas? Oh gods, his spinning head couldn't take much more of this.

Rolling his eyes heavenward, Anthony leaned forward, lightly grasping Jezza's shoulders and planted a kiss squarely on her mouth. He held himself there until he was sure she would be adequately shocked that her flow of words would reach an abrupt halt. He backed off, surprised at his own actions. Letting go of her like she had just burst aflame he felt the blush creep up his neck and take over his face.

Floundering for words, his attempt rewarded him with a, "Oh, I like this song. Care to dance?" It soudned lame even to him, but he offered her his hand nonetheless. He didn't even know who sang the song let alone what it was about.

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Dainiel watched it all from his seat on the bar, a low, threatening growl reverberating in his chest. What did the pup think he was doing? Jezza was drunk on her happiness at seeing her sister and the atmosphere and that whel was taking advantage of her. Hunter's Bane saw red.

In a blur of movement, the seat was vacated and a half finished drink lay on the bar top. Dainiel reappeared between Jezza and Anthony, his fierce expression towering over the younger wolf. 'How dare you' it read and the fear of repproach in Anthony's eyes almost released Dainiel's control.

"A word, young Anthony." He managed to bite out through clenched teeth.

[Maira]

Jezza was lost in her own thoughts, and every single one of them was coming out of her mouth, when suddenly her mouth was being silenced. It took her only a second to come back to herself and realize that Anthony was kissing her. Then it really hit her, Anthony was KISSING her!

Just as she was about to wrap her arms around his neck again and kiss him back, Anthony dropped his arms from her shoulders and backed away. A slight blush had made its way to his face but it paled in comparrison to the one that had taken up residence on hers. She was going to ask what that had been for when, rather lamely, Anthony claimed he liked the song that was on and asked her if she wanted to dance. In all honesty, Jezza hated the song and was pretty sure he would too if he actually listened to it. She wasn't going to turn down his offer to dance though no matter what song was playing.

Jezza had just turned to walk out onto the dance floor, Anthony in tow, when she felt him stop. She turned around just in time to hear Daine as Anthony for a word. Still riding on cloud nine, she completely missed the dangerous look in Daine's eyes and pulled Anthony towards her and told Daine innocently, "You can talk to him when we're done dancing Daine. There's nothing dangerous in here so it can't be THAT pressing." Then she made her way determindly into the crowd with Anthony behind her. Once they were away from Daine and in a relatively uncrowded spot Jezza asked Anthony, "So, are we going to dance or are you going to stare at Daine all night?" She was teasing him but she suddenly had the feeling that he was scared of Daine for some reason.

[Races The Night]

"Urgh...no, no of course not." Anthony stammered, his heart still hammering in his chest at the fright his friend had given him. there was something unnatural in Daine's eyes. Somethign red and evil and not altogether Hunter's Bane - and it frightened Anthony.

Taking Jezza's hands he guided them further out onto the dance floor and swayed in a semblance of rythmn...perhaps not entirely with the song, but a rythmn of sorts. He fought hard not to notice the sway in her body as well, but it was a losing battle.
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Dainiel glared after the pair, silently seething and for reasons he really didn't want to think about. One thing was for sure though. Jessalyn needed putting in her palce. Where her safety was concerned Dainiel hunter was in charge and what he said was the law. To disobey him warranted strict and immediate punishment.

The growl rose in his throat, burning him. He stood, watching them, burning a hole into Anthony's back so that the whelp knew he was going to be eating humble pie out of a straw for several weeks. And Miss Jezza. Oh Miss Jezza had a lot to answer for. She may be approaching a fully fledged wolven but she had yet to stake her claim on a true position in the pack. Dainiel didn't take well to insurbordination.

***

Anthony's fear rose everytime he glanced at Dainiel. The man was throwing proverbial daggers! Oj gods what had he done? What was he doing for that matter? Holding onto to Jezza's waist as they ground out and rode the musical wave. Lord help him he was utterly turned on by a teenager! A teenager under DAiniel's strict protection nontheless.

Oh Anthony boy, you certainly know how to put the cat amongthe pigeons!

But he could no more help it than his reactions to her closeness. He burried his face in the side of her neck, resisting the urge to bite down hard and instead, quietly whimpering at his predicament.
Oh Gods, ohgodsohgodsohgods, was all his frantic mind could churn out.

[Maira]

Poor poor Anthony, from the first moment he started trying to dance Jezza knew it would be a losing battle for him unless she stepped in. So, oblivious to whatever effect it may have on him, she moved in closer and placed his hands on her hips as they moved in time to the music. Just loud enough he could hear over the blasting beats she told him, "Ignore the music and move with me."

The look he gave her was comical and Jezza just smiled at him. Okay, maybe she wasn't completely oblivious to the effect she was having on him. Either way, she ignored his look and just started dancing with the music and left him to follow along. Their dances were sometimes fast, sometimes slow, always a bit more heated than Jezza normally danced. She didn't know what was coming over her but she just had this urge to haul Anthony off somewhere and do something she'd not really even thought about since running off to England...

When Anthony leaned in to her neck, Jezza tilted her head the other way to give him better access. When all he did was whimper into it, Jezza too whimpered. She wanted more than just nuzzling! In hopes of urging him on, Jezza lowered her mouth to his neck and nibbled a bit right where it met his collarbone and placed gentle kisses on it leading up to his jaw. She wasn't normally this bold but at that moment it just seemed right.

((ooc: attack of the Incubus Powers!!! Hehe, don't blame me for anything Jezza does while under the influence))

[Races The Night]

Anthony wanted to cry, really, really cry. To matters worse the first chords of Def Leppard's cover of Rock On blasted out of the speakers. His body jerked into painful attention. Mother Wolf help him! She was nibbling at his neck, one his favourite ways to pass time with a lady friend. He canine fangs throbbed with a dull ache as they reached full growth inside his mouth.

Those very fangs started a slow scraping rythmn over the pale skin of her neck where it met Jezza's shoulder. He fought the urge to tightened his grip on her sides but they way she was moving against him lead him to believe it was a futile attempt to gain control. Anthony's breathing was deep and ragged.

"You don't know what you do to me." He murmured against her warm skin. He was burning up with the exquisite torture but how far could he rightfully take it? How far would be fair to her, to Dainiel, to Mikhail. His conscience battled itself, warring with his darker side and seemingly losing tremendously.

***

Dainiel saw red at that point. Every sense he possessed was screaming at him that something wasn't right in the air, there was some kind of aura driving people on. It itched annoyingly at the back of his mind like the faint buzzing of a house fly. His head pounded out its agitation.

This wasn't right. It was his job to protect Jezza from anyone - his own pack mates included. She was far from ready to become invovled in THAT side of their world. He'd seen the way Anthony would look at her and over time it had just gotten worse. Daine wanted to believe with every bit of his body that he could protect her from someone who would break her heart - and break it Anthony would do. He was a renound ladies man. The whelp must of had more bed partners than Dainiel had had raw dinners.

Finding himself once again torn between the two facets of his personality, Dainiel gave in to his stronger urges and lunged forward, the force of his impact channeling through his arms and hands into Anthony's shoulder, then chest as the bigger man pushed him back. Daine bared his fangs in a bid for dominance. "Get. Back." He snarled, turning to Jezza.

He grasped Jezza's arms roughly and crowded her. Her eyes were clouded over sleepily and - with sex. He could smell it all over her. Dainiel shook her gently. "Jezza. Jezza snap out of it. Godamn you horny teenagers!" The scent was driving him mad. Hunter's Bane was in full hunting mode. "Jezza godamnit!" Hoping to break the spell with his usual temperament of violence Dainiel forced his lips over hers, willing her to affirm what he suspected about himself. That no one would feel even the tiniest bit of remorse for the halfbreed. Not even Mikhail, who was the only person who knew the full extent of Dainiel's condition. His Alpha only tolerated Daine for aslong as Dainiel could keep ahold of his humanity. And that was slowly slipping away from him, something dark and evil rose up in him, something he didn't like but could no more banish it than he could banish Hunter's Bane.

***

Anthony swore under his breath, frozen to the spot by the look in Daine's feral eyes. They were red. Godamn fully red. They definately weren't human - or wolf eyes for that matter. He'd always known there was something different about Dainiel to the rest of the Wolven. It was no secret that Daine was different but as to in what way, no one knew. Indeed, no one had gotten close enough to the man to find out.

Torn between stepping in and trying to talk sense into the man, Anthoyn realised he was too late for either. Daine was nipping at Jezza's lips and Anthony felt Bloodmoon calling to him. He may not be a physical match for the brute but he would damn near try! Jezza deserved better treatment than that bestowed on the lowliest wolf whore.

[Maira]

Finally! After a few moments of nibbling and kissing at his neck, Anthony responded in the way that Jezza's body was calling for and when she felt his canines scrape across the delicate skin of her own neck shudders stole through her whole body.

Just as she was lost to the shudders, something large barrelled its way in between her and Anthony. When she saw it was Daine, Jezza was very confused. Why would he push them apart that way. Then suddenly he was holding her, and shaking her. The feel of his hands on her arms, while rough, was welcome. Though she would never admit it aloud, Jezza had had a thing for Daine since probably the first night she'd met him in the park.

She was happily emersed in her memories of that first meeting and every other sweet memory she had of him when she felt lips claim hers fiercely. Her eyes flew open in surprise, for some reason not expecting to see that it was Daine that was kissing her. When she saw it was, Jezza threw all caution to the wind even though she knew she was acting out of character, and she wrapped her arms around Daine's neck, pulling herself closer to him, and kissed him back enthusiastically.

In the back of her mind, little warning bells were going off but Jezza ignored them completely. Some long forgotten daydreams were finally playing themselves out, if a bit more roughly than she'd imagined, and no matter what her brain was trying to tell her Jezza just wanted to finally have some sort of dream come true in her life. At that moment, being lost in Daine's arms was all that was important.

((ooc: Sorry guys, the wolven sorta took over today in this thread. Just ignore their posts if you want since they're -at least right now- incubi/succubus induced craziness *evil wink*))

[Races The Night]

She was pulling him down with her. Pulling him down! Dainiel could feel the seemingly heavy pressure her hands place on his shoulders as he deepened their kiss. Every nerve ending was alive and screaming. If it weren't for the fact they were in a public place he'd be dragging her down to the floor, ripping her clothes off and rutting like an inhuman beast. Sure she deserved better yada yada yada, but Daine was never good at letting his good conscience win out in the long run.

He was the first to pull away, abruptly feeling a shard of male satisfaction at the redness his stubble had left around her jawline. "This isn't over." He said slowly, near her ear, trailing hot breath over her neck. "Snap out of whatever spell you are then come to me telling me you feel the same way."

On his way out of the club, Dainiel caught and held Anthony's glare for a long moment, the two males sizing off at each other. Anthony was the first to look away with a petulant show of fangs. Nodding in affirmation of his victory, Dainiel left tos talk the night. Perhaps to return at a later hour once he had cooled off, maybe not, it would take him a long while to work Jezza out of his system.

***

Anthony passed a curt glance Jezza's way after Dainiel had left. His expression said just about everything he needed to. That regardless of the situation, he now knew the game she played. And Anthony would not play it nice, if at all. He knew it was foolish to go up against Daine on anything. But he would, if it would mean she would choose him. But by the looks of her kiss, he may have been fighting a loosing battle from the start.

[Maira]

Jezza could feel things getting out of control and she nearly pushed Daine away but then he backed off on his own. She was breathing heavy and her eyes were a little out of focus as she looked at him. His whispered words before he left sent chills down her spine and Jezza just watched him blankly as he turned and left. As she watched him leave, a blonde haired woman in a pink arabian princess costume walked into her line of sight and when she was finally out of it, Daine was gone.

What the hell had just happened? Turning to ask Anthony just that she flinched at the look he gave her. She hadn't meant to kiss Daine, he had started it truthfully and she knew Anthony knew that. What the look was likely for was her reaction.

She had never once logically thought she would even have the smallest of chances with Daine no matter what her daydreams had decided on their own. She knew better than to put too much stock in what her imagination could come up. Because of all that, Jezza had essentially ignored Daine in -that- way and had focussed on a much more logical, and more socially pleasant, crush.

As she looked at Anthony, he continued to give her that judging look and her heart started to break. Great, just wonderful. She had ruined any chance she might possibly have with Anthony, something she had wanted for quite a while, just because she had reacted to Daine's kiss... She didn't know what to say to Anthony and as the crowd around them continued to dance, a little less erotically now for some reason, she just stood their and stared at the other Wolven.

[Shinigami]

Talbot closed his eyes as Cian brushed his hand over his face and neck. This was turning into his kind of night, and he had his two favorite people out on the dance floor with him. He made sure they stayed pressed together and he occationally slipped a hand from Lia's waist over to Cian's. He was pulled from his personal heaven, however, when Lia moved to pry herself out from between them and declared that she needed a break.

He closed the gap between he and Cian as Lia made her way through the crowd, keeping his eye on her as he pulled the man closer. He wanted to make sure she was alright, and he wasn't quite so amused that many from the crowd tried to grab her on her way by. Tale turned to Cian, "Are you staying out on the dance floor much longer? I'm sure your little woman must be wondering where you are by now... or are you up for one more dance?"

He wanted to enjoy what they were doing to the crowd a little bit longer... it wasn't everyday that Hypnos would tolerate such behavior from him, so he wished to take advantage of it.

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((ooc- I almost forgot about these two.. lol. -This- will be interesting..))

Nikolas was content in enjoying his dance with Dem, but began to notice the crowd around them getting a bit more wild in their movements. He couldn't understand why, at first, but then he felt it. There was an unnatural power seeping through the crowd, and while he could sense it, it was too powerful for him to brush it off and ignore it. He was already quite attracted to Demeter, but he couldn't seem to hold his inhibitions on check.

He pulled the woman closer to him, letting his hands wander a bit and tipping his head forward to brush his nose across her cheek and down towards her neck. He had enough control over himself to keep his common sense about him, and unlike his younger brother, would be able to contain his fangs while dropping kisses across Demeter's shoulder. Niko's actions began to get more carnal as their dance continued and he knew he wouldn't be able to back down unless Demeter protested.

[Races The Night]

Anthony sighed inwardly before striding up to her. He couldn't meet her gaze. "Why don't you go find Emily?" He suggested absently. "If you need me, I'll be wandering about checking exits and such." When she would have pushed the matter of Dainiel and herself furhter, he added, "I don't want to hear it. Just...go find Emily. I'm still here if anything happens."

***

"Those infected mongrels giving you a hard time, miss?" A tall, dark clothed man asked upon Anthony's retreat. The man flashed a grin which said he would relish a chance to start a fight. He made no effort to hide the long white fangs stretching his mouth. "Say the word and they will trouble you no more." Diego glared at the young she-wolf, willing her to give permission for him to break his vow of peace for the night.

The Asylum club catered for any amount and type of paranormal being on such occassions as these and although they hoped that the patrons would behave and play nice, they still hired guards and enforcers - just incase the less than honorable species decided to bend or break the rigid rules that were in palce for a reason. Diego was one such enforcer. It was one of the few nights in the year that he had to force himself to be even mildly social - but he could conjure some charm if it would mean he got to knock some heads together.

[Maira]

Daine had just dissappeared from the club, and now Anthony was brushing her off too. She supposed she deserved both of their reactions even though she wasn't sure it was her fault what had happened. Watching as Anthony too walked away from her, Jezza had to fight not to loose herself to tears.

She was just turning to go find her sister, as Anthony had told her to do, when an unfamiliar male voice began talking to her. Looking at the source somewhat suspiciously Jezza couldn't help but feel the urge to growl at the stranger. After only a moment, she realized just why she wanted to growl at the man so bad, he was feline of some sort. Once she knew that, Storm Runner backed down and Jezza was able to answer, "They're not mongrels, they're my packmates so back off." That said, Jezza turned to go find her sister.

*****

Emily had been watching her sister through the better part of her dancing stint with Anthony, she couldn't help but feel that while they both wanted each other they hadn't meant to start necking out on the dance floor. There was a very odd sense in the club right now and she had a sneaky suspicion it had to do with a certain pair of incubi and their succubus friend.

She knew Cian, Talbot and Lia on sight, if not personally, and had been around the first night they had danced together. The whole club had nearly wound up having sex on the dance floor that time. From up on the stage where she was trying, in vain, to help her bandmates fix their equipment, she had a very good view of the dance floor and she knew it had to be them at it again.

When the bigger of Jezza's packmates rushed out onto the floor and shoved Anthony away from Jezza Emily watched, more than a little worried. When Daine started to shake her sister and then kissed her, Emily nearly flew off the stage to her deffense. Until that is, Jezza threw her arms around the older wolf's neck and kissed him back. As she watched, Emily's mouth dropped open in shock. Was it just the incubi powers floating around the club that made Jezza act that way or had she turned into -that- kind of girl?

Emily watched everything that followed and had decided that she deffinately needed to take her sister aside and figure out just what the girl was doing. When Anthony left her sister standing in the crowd, Emily turned to her bandmates and said, "Hey guys, since it doesn't look like we're playing tonight thanks to Maid Marian, I'm going to go check on my sister." None of them answered so she took one last look at where her sister was standing and jumped off the stage into the crowd.

When she had finally pushed her way through the masses, Emily found Jezza turning away from Diego and she looked pissed. Coming up and slipping an arm around her younger sister's shoulders, Emily told the tiger curtly, "Leave my baby sister be, Diego. She's having a rough night and doesn't need you harrassing her too." Then she turned and essentially dragged her sister away from the crowd.

Once they were free of the masses, Emily directed them towards the door that'd take them to the back-stage area and to the lounge area set up for the band. Once they were back there, Emily pushed Jezza onto one of the overstuffed couches and then flopped down beside her. Almost as soon as she sat down, Jezza leaned into her and started to cry. Putting her arms around her sister she whispered, "Its okay Jess, its okay..." She had missed her sister so much and she couldn't help but cry too as she sat holding her baby sister.

[Races The Night]

Diego just shrugged his wide shoulders. "Whatever, don't get prissy with me, I'm doing my job.Virus scum don't deserve to be here if you ask me, but no one does." He let the two womenfolk bustle away, casting a watchful eye over the entire club, formulating a plan. With a smile that was more a grimace on his face, Diego stalked to the front door of the club.

"Just taking care of business." He replied to the questioning look the human bouncer sent his way. The Asylum's own resident Tiger-come-shape-shifter - to who no one knew what he really looked like in his human form - Shagal, growled softly in answer to him. The fellow tiger's demeanor was similar to Diego's and for the most part they tended to understand each other just fine, though Diego could never understand why Shagal perfered his feline state to that of his hybrid form. Although it did make a neat disguise as an exotic pet.

***

Anthony knew the moment he came out of the men's room that Jezza was no longer on the dance floor. Pack-mates tended to develop a knowledge of each others prescence after a while of working together. Like someone creeping up behind you.

Sweaing under his breath, he set off in the hopes of locating the wayward wolf, shouldering his way through the patrons in futile hope. How was he supposed to tell Dainiel that he had lost the teenager? Man that would piss him off big time and he didn't think Daine needed much more agitation.

Leaping onto an empty table he scanned the moving crowd for signs of Jezza, fear rising in his stomach. Great, just great. Turn his back for a second and she goes poof! Wonderful. And now he would get his hide flayed for letting her out of his sight just to take a leak.

Relying on his abilities as a tracker for his pack, Anthony watched the club and the life therein. Scent was useless here, the sweat and hormones in the air made it impossible to discern individuals. Sight was just as bad as the ever changing, moving crowd may as well just have been one entity.

Taking his cell phone out of his pocket, Anthony flipped it open and hit the speed-dial. Dainiel's answer phone chimed in. The man never answered his phone!

"We have a slight problem. Get your ass back here asap."

[Maira]

Both girls were just leaning on each other for comfort now, both of them cried out completely, when Emily's cell phone vibrated in her back pocket. She squeaked and jumped and quickly reached for it. As she pulled it out of her pocket, Emily looked a little sheepish and when Jezza laughed at her reaction she turned a pretty shade of red.

Once the offending object was out of her back pocket, Emily flipped it open to see who was calling and her eyes widened at the sight. It was their oldest sister. Turning the phone so Jezza could see who was calling, Emily asked, "Do you want me to tell her I found you?"

Jezza shook her head emphatically 'no' and watched and waited as Emily talked to their sister. It was a short conversation and one that had Emily looking at Jezza nervously. When she finally hung up, Jezza looked at her sister questioningly and Emily answered, "She apparently is in town for business and wants to see me." Then, swallowing to get the lump out of her throat she added, "Now."

Jezza was dissappointed, that was clear. She couldn't very well go with her sister because of Daine and Anthony but she wanted to spend more time with her. And much as she and her oldest sister were at odds growing up, she wanted to see her too. She gave a soft sigh and asked, "So when are you leaving to see her?"

Emily looked at the clock on her phone then answered, "Well, she said after the show and since I told her about the equipment problems she asked if we could meet in half an hour across town. Which means I need to get out of my costume and head out pretty soon." She saw the sadness in her sister's eyes and apologized, "I'm sorry Jess, I really am. But if you don't want her to know I found you and you can't come with me, which I'm assuming you can't because of those packmates of yours, then I have to get going or she'll know something is up and drag it out of me like she always did when we were kids." That said, she untangled herself from her sister and got up off the couch. Looking back at Jezza, she looked so small sitting there on the couch curled up in a sad little ball, she told her, "You can stay back here if you want. I'll let the rest of my bandmates know you're here so they don't harrass you if you want.

Jezza just nodded in reply then watched as her sister walked off to get changed. She told herself that she would only stay until she had her emotions back under control then she'd go out and find Anthony and tell him she wanted to leave.

[Races The Night]

"Fine. You want to stay hidden, then stay hidden." Meanwhile, Anthony was having a conversation with himself over Jezza. It was halfway his second sweep of the club that he shouldered rather rudely past a tall, slim woman wearing a multitude of leather. Anthony mumbled an apology back at her then faltered as he recognised the unmistakable scent of a Four Aces female. He whireld on her, grasping her shoulders and hissing. "You!"

"What are you doing here?" Suspiscion rose. What had she done with Jezza? It seemed a natural conclusion that whatever was left of the Four Aces could possibly have banded together rather than find new packs. And Anthony's thoughts on the Four Aces weren't exactly rosey and trustful.

***

Diego took to the rooftops in search of his quarry. The big brute of a wolf that had been around that woman all night. Ah, the smaller one would be of no challenge, Diego felt the need to stretch his muscles against a more worthy adversary. The man hadn't gone far from the club, most likely with the intention of returning shortly after. Well, Diego would make sure the wolf would think twice about stirring trouble in The Asylum and maybe he would be more cautious in the futre.

[Maira]

Becca had been prowling around the club and shortly after she had arrived she'd come across three familiar scents. It had been nearly two years since the altercation between the Four Aces, her old pack, and Teesside Howl, a pack in England. Just why there were three foreign wolves in her new hometown Becca didn't know but she sure intended to find out.

One scent in particular grated on Becca's nerves and the female was easy to find. She was out on the dance floor with one of the males. It was that female that had caused her Pack to be destroyed. If their Alpha, Jake, hadn't been so damn obsessed with the girl nothing bad would have ever happened.

When the big Warrior joined the pair out on the dance floor, and basically stole the girl from the other male, Becca couldn't help but sneer. Apparently the girl was still causing problems in her new Pack. Eventually both males left the girl and Becca was moving in on her when the tiger-turned-bouncer stepped in and started talking to her. Then the girl was whisked away by another female, this one smelled like vampire, that looked just like her. Resisting the urge to growl in frustration, Becca quickly made her way back over to the people she had come to the club with.

It hadn't been that long since the girl had dissappeared from her sight when she was bumped rudely into. She turned to snarl at whoever had done it and was face to face with the smaller of the two Teesside Howl males. Instead of snarling, she just bared her teeth and told him in a low, dangerous tone, "This is my territory you're on now whelp so back off." Granted, there wasn't a formal pack in this town to back up her statement but the wolven who lived there all respected each other for the most part and banded together when need be.

While she waited for him to remove his hands from her shoulders, Becca took the time to admire the angry male. The last time she'd been this close to him he had been trying to kill her so she hadn't really had the luxury. At least this time he was mostly minding his manners and it gave her the chance to realize just how attractive he was. On instinct she leaned in close to him and whispered, "I saw what the girl did to you. I won't reject you like she did." She knew that the incubi were at work, she'd seen them dancing, and she hoped that the remnants of their dance would still be enough to cloud the Teesside male's judgement.