Your stereotypical raver. Or perhaps not.

[fantasyluver]

Nikki smiled at this. "Would you like a drink?" She asked overly kind and very nice to the woman who had sat down, as if to make sure she didn't feel any sort of dislike from anyone but perhaps from Twig himself. 'Anyone who could make Twig wince like that deserves a drink on the house.' she thought but didn't say out loud.

[pandorasbox]

The woman blinked then nodded "Jack's hard lemonade,bottle not glass" she said then she gave Twig a glare.

[fantasyluver]

She smiled and got the drink with out a problem as she handed the drink to her watching her glare at Twig, and smirking a bit thinking she might be able to cut the tension with a knife.

[linzee]

Irene looked over. 'Who is that woman?' she thought to herself.

[pandorasbox]

Twig was about to say something but her free hand smacked him "stay quiet till we leave" she ordered and he did,glancing at Nikki once in a while,he didn't looked all that angry anymore but worried for some reason.

[fantasyluver]

Nikki was wondering what this girl held over Twigs head to make him litterally obey her, that was certianly not his way of being. She started to feel guilty some had she possibley put Twig in some danger.

[pandorasbox]

Twig's eyes twitched when he saw the woman almost done with her beer,he knew they would have to leave once she finished. He sighed and rested his head on his hand and looked at Nikki "vodka" he simply said.

[fantasyluver]

Nikki nodded with a frown on her face as she got him what he was wanting to drink. She half wonderd if there was anything she could say to get him out of this, she couldn't leave, until midnight that was and that was still a good 20 minutes away. She poured the drink and handed it too him.

[pandorasbox]

Twig sighed and drank it down quickly,he wanted to be nice and drunk for this "another" he said then an idea hit him and he sat up with a grin "actually could you give me a bottle of Jack,and another one of rum if you even serve that anymore?" he asked,knowing that most bars now in this day and age didn't serve rum.

[fantasyluver]

She looked at him, she wonderd why in the hell he needed two whole bottles, but yeah she served them. She wasn't really supposed to give out whole bottles but she sort of owed him now as she handed him the bottles after a moment. "Here you go Twig." She said, her voice showed she sounded apologetic.

[pandorasbox]

Twig nodded "thanks" he said then he sipped the first bottle slowly. The woman looked at him as she finished her drink then she looked around and waited for him to get done.

[fantasyluver]

'Irene are you about ready to take your shift, starts in 10 minutes." She said since Irene was a good chair or two off, she was just trying to hold a conversation with her freind but still wonderd what the hell was going to happen to Twig, and who this woman was.

[linzee]

"Yah," Irene said. "But I'll take it now if you need me to." ((Yes that is a short post so forgive me...))

[fantasyluver]

"No its alright it isn't like I have anywhere to go." She said. "Looks like I am not going for that drink now.'' She didn't sound like she regretted it, infact she wasn't planning on going now because she had well, spilit something all over Twig and such but now she was feeling sorry for him, and her personally knowing vampires and such existed now it made her worry even more what might happen.

[Serenity]

ooc: Geez I was suprised I could follow.... Lots of posts. You all were busy, lol.

Clea sighed deeply, her sharp eyes staring into his dark ones, as if searching for something. Life... All she wanted back, and he was the only one she knew whom had it at the moment. She turned away with a silent 'hmph' sound, walking off as she chewed slightly on her lips. Suprisingly, her eyes softened along with her dark features. Before, they were alive with the urge to kill and roam... Now, she seemed like the person she used to be when alive. Maybe there was some sort of life that belonged with her still, even in death.

Her dark hair finally revealed the tint of navy blue as she pulled Leo's jacket closer to her chest. She forgot about the vampire whom shredded her shirt to wrag.... No one helped her when she screamed. Then again, no one seemed to here her.

'The bar was probably too busy to notice the guy dragging me out,' she said as she made her way towards the bar tending area once more, this time though.... Just to think.

'He was the only one whom heard and he was the one who ran up to try and save me. All I remember was falling to the ground, staring up for the last time at my killer. He clutched a blade to where his heart was... A blade of pure silver. He disappeared, and Leo appeared, giving me his jacket to where while clinging to me, trying to keep me alive.'

As she sat down a sit away from Zillah and the others, she couldn't help but smile while staring down at the table. Maybe he was the help that kept a little bit of life inside her as she walks among the dead. Her smile was brief, then disappeared among a gaze of was seemed like a somber eyes of blue. "I hate what I am," she hissed slilently, folding her arms up on the table to bury her head.


Leo started to make his way after Clea, only stopping every so often to see what she was up too. When her head went down, he couldn't help but worry for his new friend.

"Huh," he whispered as he came up beside her, standing on a side where he could watch Zillah and the others warrily. "Just think, my new friend is a vampiress." His tone was silent, but it showed an effort as he elbowed her slightly to get her head up.