When I step into the club...

[Nicholas West]

An Arctic Shadow: -Samantha Montgomery heard about the Trinity Club from friends at work, and decided to have a night out on the town to explore it. With three levels and a VIP room set off to the side, it had appeal for everyone, including the
An Arctic Shadow: young tigress. No school meant fun ruled, and she had finished a few projects for her other classes, including the History assignment that Dr. Costello required of her and the rest of the class. Knowing that he was also a tiger, was
An Arctic Shadow: reassuring to her, in a place of strangers. Sam was from the Pacific Northwest, but on the Canadian side of Vancouver, British Columbia. Her tight knit family called her constantly to check up on her, and even though she was away
An Arctic Shadow: from the Clan, she could never really, truly be away from them. That pressure made her want a couple of drinks and some dancing at Trinity. She pulled up in a yellow cab, since all she had was a bicycle until she found a beater car
An Arctic Shadow: to drive back and forth across town. Shields up, she was a brunette beauty. Her hair was pinned up, with a spiral of a curl floating down to caress her cheeks, and a little black dress that hugged her willowy figure. Hose and heels,
An Arctic Shadow: couldn't go wrong with that. Some golden bangles chimed at her wrist as she stole a peek at the dance floor while checking in at the door with the bouncer. She had to show an ID and pay the cover charge for entry, but once inside,
An Arctic Shadow: she gripped her golden clutch purse, and strolled in like she owned the place. The music was rolling on vinyl, and not DVDs from the DJ spinning. The main floor was full up with folks all shapes, colors, and definitely kinds. She
An Arctic Shadow: caught the scents of different beings, which were strange to her, since she grew up rather protected by her parents, Kellan and Lucia Montgomery. Now to break the mold. Inching up to the bar, she ordered a lime mojito. Observing
An Arctic Shadow: all the goings on that surrounded her.-

vibloodyrebeliv: He swore if anyone looked at him wrong, or even cross eyed Axel himself would be going to jail tonight. Maybe that's where he needed to be kept trapped behind bars and laying in a jail cell for a night or two. Fuck THAT. Deciding to try this again, he finally made the choice to put the papers and pen down and hide the Professor act away for a weekend.
vibloodyrebeliv: Although Axel did not stand in line long, but once he gotten inside to the bar he went. Avoiding any eye contact with anyone, or even interested in what existed around him. Of course his attitude would suck tonight, he would probably be slapped in the face and named called by. Dick, asshole, or the famous one of all trades. 'You dirty bastard' grinning to himself, as he took a seat at the bar and just reached across the counter taking a bottle of whiskey for himself.
vibloodyrebeliv: He was a regular already, they knew when he took a bottle he meant business. And money. And problay a taxi to go home in. But no deciding he would not act like a fool tonight or even consider being under the influence. "God damn it.." he cursed, looking at the bartender. "Give me an ice water.." as fingers wrapped around the bottle of whiskeys neck, he placed it back behind the bar and turned spinning around on the stool.
vibloodyrebeliv: facing the wild crowd he fought the urge to even drink tonight. The kind of mood he was in, he didn't need to have anything in his system, it was bad enough with some poor American walking up to him and starting a fist fight, well Axel wouldn't be able to control himself he'd kill a mother fucker, then be convinced and arrested by the new Master of The City. "Oh by the way... I'm the new Master of the City.." rolling his eyes as he yelled for the bartender. "Hey." he said, "Better yet, bring me the whiskey.." <d>

Natural Enigma: Addison had yet to visit the nightclub, since the move, too many things had been a constant change upon arrival. The jeans had been ditched for more appropriate evening attire. A little no back crimson halter dress that clung
Natural Enigma: suggestively to what curves the tall, slender woman had. You would have assumed she was just any other person as she made her way passed everyone that seemed to be waiting in line. Identification? No. Unless you counted just
Natural Enigma: knowing who she was, a quick inclination of her head to the bouncer and she was let inside. All of her shields in place as she maneuvered her way around those lingering about the dance floor, either without any rhythm or just too
Natural Enigma: scared to dance. She didn't need to go to the bar, after all she didn't drink or at least not the kind of beverages they were selling. Around the main dance floor she found the stairs to the second level, less people, it wasn't
Natural Enigma: quite as loud, at least she wouldn't have to yell to have a conversation. Taking a seat on one of the couches that rested against the wall, she was content to just feed off the energy of the room. Hell, it was the weekend, bodies
Natural Enigma: sliding against one another, beautiful people... would you really expect less from a Belle Morte vampire? -d-

PaIe Spark: Oh what a night! After the conclusion of the planned and unplanned day's business, it had been suggested that he meet Addison, by her, at the club called Trinity. He circled the block once, in that monstrosity of a
PaIe Spark: vehicle he was assigned. Fuck the line in its ass that went around the block. Sure, he had creds that he could flash and just "badge" himself right on in, but then the game would be up. He had a better idea that
PaIe Spark: wouldn't attract nearly as much attention. He parked his official use, not quite on official use, suburban off on a side street and hiked his ass through the back alley of the club to the service entrance.
PaIe Spark: There were two employee's out back enjoying their apparent break, smoking a cigarette who eyed the GQ looking Nick, unfamiliar to them as he was, when he walked right on past them. No badge, no smile, no
PaIe Spark: name, but rather right on in as if he owned the place and a look in his eye that gave the obligatory 'get the fuck out of my way'. Surely even amidst all the confusion, chaos, and the sea of dancing flesh his scent would
PaIe Spark: be noticed by her? After all he was one of a kind. He made his way through a corridor, following the sounds of the dance floor. The service area he was in was surprisingly well sound proofed. He slithered without
PaIe Spark: incident out from the quasi-restricted employees area, surprised that his presence there had not been challenged. He'd have used his proper identification then, but all the same found himself at his intended destination
PaIe Spark: … The relative calm of the back area had instantly been shattered as he'd come through a door, and out into the flood of light, bodies, and sound. He gazed around, taking further note of situation he'd expected and smiled.
PaIe Spark: Naturally, he was dressed in nothing less than a bespoke suit, black with faint, thin, crimson pin striping which was cut to his form perfectly. The tie was patterned silver and red silk against a white French cuff shirt, and of PaIe Spark: Course he was wearing a particular set of bonded Jade cufflinks. Black shoes, polished, no scuff. While one might assume the young man was there to party, and he was, he had just come from work. Where oh where could
PaIe Spark: she be? He decided that it was time for a drink, that at the least he would have something to sip on while seeking her out.
(d)

An Arctic Shadow: -Samantha paid for and collected her lime mojito a wedge of fresh lime clinging to the tumblers lip, along with a cocktail straw in it as she stirred up her drink impassively. Casting her hazel gaze around the bar, she was about to
An Arctic Shadow: take a sip when she spotted her professor, Dr. Costello acting sort of weird with a bottle of scotch whisky in his hand. It also didn't help that he was announcing to the patrons at the bar that he was the Master of the City. O-M-G.
An Arctic Shadow: Was this the same guy that was so stern in the lecture hall enough to give a pop quiz to the class because a dude laughed? Samantha weaved between folks to get to him before he made a complete jackass out of himself. He was Khan,
An Arctic Shadow: but was showing a side of himself that no one in power of her Clan had ever done. As she passed a human, her gaze was stuck on the French cuff shirt. It seemed rather antiquated for a place like this. "Hello," she said to Nick.
An Arctic Shadow: After all, it was rude to stare. She found herself standing behind Axel, and she slowly let her veil of secrecy down. Shields lowered, her radiant energy would wash over him, to help clear his mind. Put him at ease. "Dr. Costello."
An Arctic Shadow: Samantha said in a lean against the bar, a nice package dressed in a black dress and heels. Once that was done, she hoped that her energy somehow sobered his ass up, because anyone could have heard that comment from him and taken it
An Arctic Shadow: the wrong way. "Are you all right?"-
vibloodyrebeliv: Quirking a brow as he heard a familiar voice, it was not too familiar but then at all odds. The small brush of power that washed over his was a little bit more familiar, then it all clicked adding two and two together. Sitting his glass down on the bar as he saw the very slender figure lean in against the bar to his full view.
vibloodyrebeliv: Opening his mouth - then closing it as he had forgotten what he was going to say. True he did have a lot on his mind, but he never expected to run into one of his students at Trinity. 'Are you all right?' Smirking at her "Hello Samantha" Axel said, raising his brows "Never been better" Twisting slightly on the barstool as he wanted to face her a little.
ibloodyrebeliv: Motioning his hand to the barstool next to him. "Have a seat" he assured her, just having another tiger in the city seemed to ease all his problems - well not all but at least calm him a bit. He had a big fucking house to himself, was now loyal to a vampire. Oh wait. Master of the City. Seemly that convo has not been stretched out to the limit as of yet. "Wish a drink? I know I do" picking up the clear glass as he swirled the amber liquid around and around then taking a sip.
vibloodyrebeliv: His gaze then glanced over towards the guy with the suit. Rolling his eyes. "Yes that'll give you attention" then turning his back to the crowd as he grinned looking at Samantha. "Enjoying the new city? Needed to get out a party a little hm.. well just be careful..."

Natural Enigma: Tigers and Nick. A metaphysical connection to both, she could sense both presences within the mass of people at the club. She had only known of one tiger in the city, but this was not a bad thing, in truth. Leave her seat, and go
Natural Enigma: actually find them? Eh, that meant a lot of unnecessary action on her part. She was not one to flaunt power. Never, but just reaching out wasn't anything of the sort in her book. Her power was always like a brush of cool wind, in
Natural Enigma: this place how would it not be distinguished from the ambiance provided? Having left her hair down it brushed along her back as she straightened and leaned forward just enough to look down on the lower floor, a dark honeyed colored
Natural Enigma: gaze flickered over people quickly dismissing them, as she fixed on the people she was actually looking for. As it was fair, all of them in a rather close knit group, even if Axel and the young brunette didn't know Nick. Master
Natural Enigma: of the City was still quite new, so being noticed by "humans" she doubted. Some of the more alpha members of the preternatural community probably knew exactly who she was. Leaning back in her seat, she went back to silently
Natural Enigma: watching. Everyone interested Addison, it was the way people thought, behaved, and the why's behind it. Go figure exactly why she was the part of a behavioral analysis unit. After over three hundred years some people and other
Natural Enigma: species had the ability to surprise her. Axel for instance she never really pictured as an ass or one that drank exceedingly but as said surprises did happen. -d-

PaIe Spark: Nick had to smirk as a young woman almost stopped at stared, for whatever reasons obvious which came to mind. He chuckled with the thought that maybe she'd liked his cufflinks, she had been staring more at his hands
PaIe Spark: which had been at his sides more so than his face. She quickly moved on after realizing he'd noticed, though offering a "Hello", to which Nick gave in an amused almost endearing 'Hello' back as she passed him by.
PaIe Spark: Nick had followed the young woman, in the loosest sense that he could be considered having followed her, to the bar in order to procure beverage. He generally, as a rule, took note of his surroundings
PaIe Spark: and namely the people in them. He noted the look from one particular patron, whom the young woman had gone to socialize with, who had rolled his eyes and made some sort of commentary in what could
PaIe Spark: only be presumed the spirit of jealousy. Probably the chick's big bad boyfriend. Nick dint's know, didn't care. It was always best to leave "them" wondering, and as far as people thinking what they did? Good.
PaIe Spark: 'Fuck em' and while Nicks eye's reflected as much in that sentiment for the all of a second eye contact had been made? His smile maintained steadfast. The Truth was much worse than the unfounded presumptions undoubtedly being made.
PaIe Spark: He wasn't there, at trinity, for "that". Now of course Nick had no clue as to who the two personalities in close proximity to him actually were, and how unwittingly he was already tied to them, how could he? The
PaIe Spark: issue at hand was being solved, as he had immediately gotten the "attention" of one of the bartenders with a deviation of that pale blue-green gaze, of which hers was met, and no time wasted in ordering up a Gin
PaIe Spark: and tonic. Bombay Sapphire no less. Juniper berry was just the trick, even though how much of it was actually still active in the beverage could be debated. All the same, cash for liquid, on the rocks was exchanged
PaIe Spark: and in that moment he felt a familiar push of presence wash over him. Familiar? Not entirely in the sense that it might have been to others of the preternatural lot. Familiar in that it was invariably her. Addison. She was
PaIe Spark: watching, and in a new way for her way… calling? New as in "new" for her that she could? No. New as in it having been the first time he'd experienced such? Yes. Making the assumption then, an educated guess,
PaIe Spark: really that she had line of sight on him. It meant that while in her case it was probably a non-issue, though within his understanding it would have been easier from a vantage point… such as the second floor.
PaIe Spark: His glass was brought to his lips for a slow sip, turning around, and deliberately scanning the upper level for a sign, or hopeful sighting. (d)

An Arctic Shadow: -It didn't sound as though Dr. Costello was fine. He seemed to have a lot on his mind in fact. A penny for his thoughts? "Um, you like just totally announced to the people at the bar that you were the Master of the City." she said
An Arctic Shadow: in a hushed tone of voice. She was growing slightly agitated by his laissez faire attitude. She had been taught to not draw attention to herself. Especially in a public place like this. There were beings that could possibly cause
An Arctic Shadow: harm if not permanent damage. "I have a drink, Dr. Costello." she said with a slight frown to her lips. Wasn't this the pot calling the kettle black. Here he was telling her she needed to be careful, "Maybe you need to take some of
An Arctic Shadow: your own advice." The snow white queen could stand up for herself, that was for sure. Something felt weird on her bare skin, prickling the nerve endings like someone had turned on an air conditioning vent above her. She glanced over to
An Arctic Shadow: the wall, then looked up at the railing where Addison had stood only moments before. Whatever it was, she felt cold. Now there was a snarky comment shot in the direction of Nick, from Axel. Samantha didn't know what the deal was,
An Arctic Shadow: but Axel seemed to be having issues. "All the drinking in the world isn't going to make you drunk you know." she stated a fact. Axel was about as human as her left toe. No matter what the lycanthrope did to quell his problems with the
An Arctic Shadow: world alcohol was a poor choice. He wouldn't get drunk and forget shit like a human would. She noticed Nick looking up when she did, and said to him. "I think they must have turned the air conditioning on, or there's a vent close
An Arctic Shadow: by." Call her naive, but she had been in an overprotective clan. Vampires were foreign to her. So was their power, which she was feeling but couldn't identify. "I don't want to sit. I didn't come all the way from the hotel to sit. I
An Arctic Shadow: could do that in my room." she said to Axel. "Or your class." she joked, trying to make light of the situation. "I wanted to go upstairs with my mojito, and just like get lost in the music, if you know what I mean." Sam said with a
An Arctic Shadow: smile.

vibloodyrebeliv: Quirking a brow, as he then released it many did not know what Axel was talking about on the behalf of it. He couldn't help but let a smirk spread along his lips. "No." he shook his head, then feeling a well known presents as Axel did not have to search or know where it was coming from. Turning back around on the stool to face Samantha once again. His gaze looked up toward the second level of the club as his eyes met with Addison's for a moment. "It's a long story" Snapping his glance away as his full attention was turned to Samantha - tilting his head as she acted like a Big Girl.
vibloodyrebeliv: He was on the very edge of a new breaking dawn. Axel himself was just about to snap. With the conversation between the two of them - he did not have time for this. "Well" he said "Sorry for not paying attention - to the drink - as far as sitting, if you wish not to sit or sat what ever the hell it is you do... then your always free to drop my class.." he gave a sarcastic smile. Twisting around on the stool as he grabbed his drink he had no time for it none of it at all - then taking a second guess he sat the drink down. "Excuse Me..."
vibloodyrebeliv: Standing from his seat as he turned and started to walk away. While he quickly decided to merge through the crowd he was thinking about all deals were off. Axel was not born a were tiger or lived with firm family strict rules or sons and daughters, grandchildren who had to do everything by their beck and call. Thinking of returning to Rome was great thought for himself - Axel headed towards the men's room as he pushed the door open and ventured inside and quickly managed to head for the sink twisting the knob he splashed water on his face, a couple of times to just take a chill to relax raising up he snapped some paper towels up drying his face. "Women...." <d>

Natural Enigma: Without a doubt, she knew they had gotten the message she was there. No orders given, up until that week she had always been happy to just be the second in command. The power was there after two hundred years to take a city but
Natural Enigma: never power hungry enough just to go in and take it. This was a new twist of events the former Master had been called by the council. A couple college kids had gathered her attention a couple tables away, lust, love, desire. It
Natural Enigma: all fit for her needs that night. She was in a rather quiet mood, things in the city rather calm for the most part. Was she in a party mood by the classic sense? Eh, wouldn't say that exactly but it was the perfect place for her
Natural Enigma: to be in order to feed certain needs, if she didn't desire to find an outlet for that else where. She stood back at the balcony, the couple she had quickly lost interest in as soon as they satisfied her curiosity, and more. Nick
Natural Enigma: she saw drink in hand as if it had been his phone. She didn't mind turning her back to those that had gathered on the second level, but even that was getting old, she had not longer been enthralled with the lot that was present. A
Natural Enigma: flippant wave of wrist was given in order to snare the nearest barkeep/ waitress. " There is a VIP area here right?" Not that the answer was needed. No. All clubs of this magnitude with luster had one, and she wanted exclusive
Natural Enigma: right to it at that moment. The blonde woman started to give her one of those smart ass answers like if she had to ask, then no. Until she finally looked up and saw who was inquiring about it. She nodded almost as if compelled
Natural Enigma: but she wasn't, Nothing needed to be said she merely lead Addison in the appropriate direction. Coming to a halt at the edge. A murmur given. " Nice."

PaIe Spark: He took note in his peripheral that the young brunette, probably only a handful of years younger than himself, had been speaking directly to him all the while his gaze remained glued to Addison's who was staring from above.
PaIe Spark: Nick smiled sweetly and offered a soft, entertained, chuckle at the girls supposition. "Maybe. Wouldn't want folks getting any hotter than they already are"… Of course he wasn't going to give a tidbit of what he knew
PaIe Spark: as fact and true to those who for whom unless otherwise dictated, had no business knowing. He did not inflame the situation further by making reply more than necessary, rather his polite reply to the young woman would
PaIe Spark: end at "that". He wasn't one to antagonize, ordinarily, unless it was called for. He did monitor the remainder of the conversation though. From what he gathered the situation next to him was a case of student -
PaIe Spark: teacher extracurricular. Maybe. Perhaps not. When teacher excused himself from the situation, Nick had about been ready to follow suit. He wouldn't dare keep Addison waiting, not longer than the few seconds it took to form an intere
PaIe Spark: sting thought. There was occasion, and oh there was opportunity. On second thought? The girl had said she'd wanted to go upstairs for drinks and dancing? He tilted his head slightly enough towards the brunette and with that
PaIe Spark: trademark Nick West smile so gorgeous it was almost wicked made proposal. "Well then. Still want to go get lost in the music"? Naturally he was Addison's, but the whole idea was that it was not "what it was", more what it "looked
PaIe Spark: like". Fire for effect. In this case? Nick had decided to antagonize the situation, that if indeed young student girl there had been hot for teacher, that he would take advantage of and exploit the situation with the intent of
PaIe Spark: antagonizing another. Nick had no intentions of doing anything a hair more sinister. Of course, there was how he was going to make things appear, that was… if the young woman obliged his suggestion. He gave her a "look", that in
PaIe Spark: any other time in his life would have signified genuine intent, not then giving her the chance to immediately answer, but rather his expression suggested she follow as he stepped off towards the stairs. At the very least it
PaIe Spark: would send a message. Well assuming the presumption of anything so "taboo" as a student teacher relationship was indeed taking place. The look that the man had given him? Warranted that Nick would strike up
PaIe Spark: for good measure a touch of trouble in paradise. Well, if indeed his presumption was correct, more so than there already appeared to be. If not? No harm, no foul, and the most that would happen was an introduction to Addison
PaIe Spark: and a seat at their table, and even perhaps the implied dance. Now of course he would introduce the girl to Addi, he had to, as a consequence of executing his little antagonistic, almost spiteful maneuver. He almost
PaIe Spark: hoped that his presumption was accurate, and that even despite such presumed relationship that the girl followed him. He took another sip of his beverage as a particular sensation washed over him, as if welcoming
PaIe Spark: and old friend he'd not had the pleasure of in a long long while… cruelty, it was going to be fun, and it was the name of the game, and it was only in the infancy of its beginning. Usually Nick wasn’t so petty, but when in Rome... He
PaIe Spark: ascended the stairwell as if indeed he owned the place, looking every bit as VIP and more than such known or unknown patrons in the house and immediately scanned the second floor for Addi, locating her just as she was being led off
PaIe Spark: by one of the clubs hostesses. He stepped up the pace, and not that his presence would come as any surprised to one who'd known he had been coming. (d)

An Arctic Shadow: -Samantha leaned against the bar in total shock and disbelief over what Axel had said to her, and as he left her to stand there in solitude and confusion while he left his drink behind. She could not believe how blatantly rude he
An Arctic Shadow: had been to her. As he left, she whispered through gritted teeth. "Asshole." Her head lifted with a regal tilt, as Nick was speaking to her. It seemed a lot of people were assuming shit they needn't have bothered to. Her personal
An Arctic Shadow: life centered around her studies, and nothing more. There had been no student-teacher relationship, and judging by the way she was blown off like she was just another lycanthrope there wouldn't be any sparks appearing any time soon.
An Arctic Shadow: She would go upstairs on her own terms, grabbing her drink, her carriage one of royalty, not something cheap and tawdry. And the funny thing about lycanthropes, they could read through a human's motives in a New York minute. She too
An Arctic Shadow: could play the game. Smiling back to Nick, with one of her cherry ice cream smiles, she turned on her own charm. "I'm already there." She wasn't a follower, she was groomed to be a leader from the word go. Whatever Nick's true
An Arctic Shadow: motive had been, it had been detected by Sam. So the tigress was on guard for anything out of the ordinary. Up the stairs she stepped elegantly, and gracefully. The closer she got to the second floor, the more her skin prickled and
An Arctic Shadow: she felt cold. Nick took off like a rocket after a woman who was being led to what seemed to be a private VIP section. It was where she froze for a moment, feeling a sense of power here that she hadn't felt before. IT was strong.
An Arctic Shadow: By the time she caught up with Nick, he was already there, and she wound up following behind him anyway, while her mind wrapped around this strange sense of power. It wasn't lycan. It was definitely something she had not yet before
An Arctic Shadow: experienced.-

Natural Enigma: Addison had maintained a more delicate appearance, it didn't bespeak the power she wielded, but it could be felt even by the most "normal" of those not. Fingers slid easily though her hair and pushed it behind one ear as she looked
Natural Enigma: up to see both Nick and the brunette enough she didn't have to peer thought a maze of people. A lingering gaze over Nick and then the woman, she didn't know but was sure she was going to. There was that sense of what she was, even
Natural Enigma: if she would have to inquire. Polite dispositions was were not dead, even if they seemed to be in the club that night. A graceful tilt of her head was given the tigress upon her approach how bold. She liked that. " Hello." ...
Natural Enigma: first offered her, and then she looked over at Nick. " I see you got my note." She didn't even pretend there was something between them, did she need to? Most things appeared as they were if you looked hard enough. Should She
Natural Enigma: have been concerned or bothered if he had been attempting to seduce the young lady? Not really. She had never once put any conditions on their relationship. " Would you like to have a seat." Indeed that cold prickling she was
Natural Enigma: experiencing was not asking her to have a seat.

PaIe Spark: His motivations were nothing truly sinister, regarding the young woman. All assumptions, accurate or inaccurate, made aside he was simply taking a shot in the dark on one of them and standing clear to see the
PaIe Spark: effect. Really? In either case the girl had seemed friendly, sweet enough in regard to her known to be teacher, possible in his assumption lover, given the thought process. Why had such an assumption even been
PaIe Spark: born? Nick as a rule wouldn't give such much weight, as it could have just as easily been false, but it was largely based on the teachers initial expression, the look he had given, and presumed commentary.
PaIe Spark: It either meant in Nicks book, that he'd gotten jealous when the girl had been staring at him and said hello. Which would dictate, as per a reason for such "jealousy" that there was some sort of "involvement".
PaIe Spark: If indeed that proved to be completely inaccurate, false? Than it was just as plausible that the guy gave two shits about the girl beyond a student-teacher relationship and that Nicks observations were not founded
PaIe Spark: Further than any other reasoning than that the guy was just A) A dick. or B) A drunk dick. In either case? Not relevant, not really. Was Nick actually trying to seduce the young woman? No. What he was trying to do, assuming that
PaIe Spark: she had been "involved", with her teacher as per a shot in the dark though plausible... was spite and slight the man, by absconding away with something he might have cared about. It sent a message. If in fact Nick was entirely false
PaIe Spark: in that much, which was possible? No harm, no foul. Was it a dick move? Sure. If he was indeed correct, it was also necessary in his book. Now, he had no idea that things concerning the brunette and her teacher were a little more
PaIe Spark: complex than the game he was playing. Honestly? He hadn't even looked to see if the girl had followed him. That was a rule. You never looked back. He came up on Addison and smiled. "Of course I got your note"... He wouldn't be at

n Arctic Shadow: -She was far from being a girl, firstly. She was a woman in bloom. The drink in her hand had condensed on the sides so she took a sip of it finally, wishing it would take the edge of tension off. They were at an advantage being they
An Arctic Shadow: knew each other, and apparently more so from the looks of it. A brow arched at the embrace between them, it wasn't as though she hadn't seen it coming. The woman sent mixed signals, join them, don't join them. "My name is Samantha
An Arctic Shadow: Montgomery." she introduced herself to Nick and Addison. It was the polite thing to do, after all. At least where she came from. And Nick's not looking back kind of put Sam off, showing obvious disinterest. She didn't wish to be a
An Arctic Shadow: third wheel, so she excused herself. "I think I am going to get my dance in and head back home." It was getting late anyway, her fun had been spoiled mostly, and she couldn't stand that prickly sensation on her bare skin. Turning on
An Arctic Shadow: her heel, she walked gracefully away to the dance floor on the second level. She had to wait for a good song to come on, so while she did, she sat down at a table to drink her lime mojito. A Flyleaf song came on over the speakers,
An Arctic Shadow: and Samantha was up and dancing, mostly by herself. But she was lost in a sea of bodies that were all moving to the same tune.-

Natural Enigma: Did Addison mean to send mixed signals? No. The link between them was purely metaphysical, in close proximity, that inviting pull would always be felt, but she wasn't about to be rude and force the woman to take a sit. Indeed the
Natural Enigma: two of them knew each other, but they could have just been really good friends. At least in her thought process, " It's a pleasure. Addison Constance." After the girl had introduced herself. Could or would Addison have turned off
Natural Enigma: that annoying prickle? it's doubtful. She liked to know who was who, but she didn't really get enough from the young woman to say. There was something there, what? She was lycanthrope, but Addison's? She wouldn't have said with
Natural Enigma: utmost certainty. As the woman walked away, her gaze followed her, even as she offered Nick a genuinely warm smile despite the fact everything about her was a bit cool, he would know it was there, she was positive of that much at
Natural Enigma: least. After greeting Nick, fingers slipped around his elbow, curling slightly inward. " Something about her, but I can't put my finger on it." That was all she shared though, The woman had gotten up from her seat to mingle with
Natural Enigma: rest of those her age. Addison let go of Nick's arm and finally took a seat in the roped off area of the club. Where she could assume a multitude of drug deals went down nightly, it was only then she let her attention be really
Natural Enigma: distracted from trying to figure out the connection. -d-

Opaquedelusions: Vacations were nice, and Kira planned on making her vacation worth it by exploring the city she'd recently arrived in. It was just a bit difficult to get to know the city around her when her time out was so limited to non-daylight
Opaquedelusions: hours that didn't carry with them work obligations. She hadn't put great effort into looking good tonight but not even the baggiest of clothing could hide genetics that just had one born with the ability to turn heads. It was a
Opaquedelusions: simple black dress she wore tonight but it did everything to bring out the darker features of her face and hair. It wasn't human attention she was looking for tonight. The second point of the outing was to find out just what kind of
Opaquedelusions: creatures were in the city as well. Nightclubs were the best place to find the things that went bump in the night right? So she made her way via cab to the most interesting one. It was more like a eni meni myni mo choice but
Opaquedelusions: she felt lucky. She made no attempt to hide anything strange about her that other supernaturals might pick up on, what was the fun in that? Much more fun to make them question what they probably wouldn't get an answer about without
Opaquedelusions: confronting her. Confrontations were fun though. No one had ever gotten away from a conversation with her without her knowing something in return. Even the simplest of body gestures could give her a wealth of information about the
Opaquedelusions: person or creature she was talking to. Quick work was made of entering the club and taking a seat in just the way one would expect a predator to do, in a place where her back was facing the wall and she could see the whole room. She
Opaquedelusions: wanted to study her "prey" first, get a feel for them and so she started herself off with a simple whiskey sour, taking the maraschino cherry out and trying her skills at twisting the stem into a knot just for kicks (d)

PaIe Spark: Nick's eyes addressed Samantha Montgomery further, then that she'd given her name. He had gotten so wrapped up in being a dick, that he'd disregarded collateral. The collateral inflicted was in that the pretty young thing
PaIe Spark: he'd lured to spite another. Now ordinarily he might not have given a second thought about it right? Just a cost of doing business. In this case Addison seemed to have particular interest in the young woman.
PaIe Spark: After Addison had introduced herself, even after then coming to realize the awkwardness of the situation he had created, considering Samantha's position. He never got the chance to introduce himself.
PaIe Spark: She'd scurried off seeming in a hurry to get out of there after Addi had introduced herself, for any number of reasons. Oh there that she might have realized, or suspected what he was up to? The fact was
PaIe Spark: That he had been up to something, if one read into it. That, or perhaps she had an issue with the fact that he had suggested a dance, but had immediately went to the arms of another woman. Sure. It was awkward.
PaIe Spark: Nick wondered then further if it really did have something to do with Addi then? Being that she claimed there was 'something about her'. Nick supposed then that he could make an effort to remedy what he
PaIe Spark: Had done, and kill two birds with one stone. "Perhaps then, if you cannot put your finger on it… than I should"?... He smiled sweetly, not really betraying entirely what he meant. What he meant? That he presumed
PaIe Spark: Should would understand? Was that given his given talent, he could figure out the deal with Miss Samantha real quick, more than likely. (d)



Natural Enigma: One minute she was there and Addison had been watching with rapt interest, the next the song was over and the young woman was gone. It wasn't something that Addison was going to allow to bother her in any such fashion. A glance
Natural Enigma: over at her dynamic duo partner speaking rather softly for a club atmosphere, " Another time perhaps?" She gave another slight shake of her head causing an irrating sweep of her hair over her bare back. " How was your day?" She
Natural Enigma: had been attempting a polite conversation with the woman and inadvently not even inquired. Surely he knew her mind was elsewhere. Happened. There was the same skinny blonde that had shown her to the VIP section once again there,
Natural Enigma: she'd of course as if she could get them anything to drink. Was her job after all, Nick did look like he paid well, and who knew they could have been drug dealers instead of government employees. Addison, waved a dismissive hand.
Natural Enigma: No need to alert the whole club, the Master of the City was in the house was there? She thought not. With everything in the air so to speak, Addison had feed and well, given her the illusion of humanity even. More of a flesh
Natural Enigma: color than her usual alabaster hue -d-

Opaquedelusions: She entertained herself through watching the different people, speculating on jobs, relationships and generally just prodding about at ideas based upon their movements and actions. She liked reading people like this, it was almost
Opaquedelusions: relaxing, but it had started gaining her some unwanted male attention and soon she took to looking at the club itself to find interesting things. She started to pull in the scents around her on a second thought. Human, human, human,
Opaquedelusions: something different. Her eyes shot to that "different" smell and but it was fleeting, out the door. Well it at least confirmed her speculation that there were other things in the city. She set that scent away in mental storage for
Opaquedelusions: further investigation later and let her eyes return to people watching when she thought that attention was no longer on her as an attractive thing to pick up tonight. (d)

PaIe Spark: It would have to be another time. The song ended soon enough, and he'd not made his move. "Perhaps"... He considered it. Really having no interest in it other than sating Addison’s suggested curiosity, if there existed a continued
PaIe Spark: interest. “My day? Uneventful. Nothing so exciting, just a press release, in and out of meetings all day concerning that matter and a few others"... Of course he could tell Addi's mind was elsewhere, but really? Where? He decided to
PaIe Spark: find out. "and how was your night"? His right hand came to settle just over her left hip, while his left had since found its place resting upon her lower back after having had set his drink aside and onto the table the pair stood
PaIe Spark: next to. That sweet smile of his widening slightly before his proclamation. "You look lovely tonight"... Really? Just like she did every night. A side effect of being the Belle Morte that she was. No, Nick was not restating the obvi
PaIe Spark: ous, but rather commenting and complimenting subtly in his way that he approved, more than, of the change in attrie. This was the first time after all he'd seen Addi in a dress.(d)
rm of a woman pulled back from what was obviously her date, her attention was fixed on the pair. She didn't have to be too perceptive to

Opaquedelusions: catch key words in their conversation, they weren't too far away. She gathered the girl's date had wandering eyes syndrome and a slow smirk pulled across her face as she turned to catch eyes with the man. She pulled the cherry stem,
Opaquedelusions: not tied in a knot, out of her mouth slowly and set it on the small napkin her drink sat on, keeping that pleased grin on her face the whole while. She could almost feel the tension in the air rise as he realized what she was
Opaquedelusions: showing him. There was an instant reaction from his date however as her hand came up to smack across his face and redirect his attention. Her eyes lit up at that, the conflict she'd sparked with that simple action was an almost
Opaquedelusions: palpable thing in the air to her. Definitely something to feed that devious need in her to cause conflict. An argument rumbled between the two, like the break of thunder over the sky before a storm. (d)

PaIe Spark: Of course it stood that her night had been 'fair' thus far, after all, it had only but begun had it not? Better that for her than had it already been for her that which his day had been for him. He'd needed the drink
PaIe Spark: as well having felt he'd earned it. A smirk formed at her inquiry of her loveliness, she knew damn well she looked good in anything just as well that she did in absolutely nothing. "Do you even need to ask"?...
PaIe Spark: He laughed a moment then, entertained by the idea of earning her wrath in such a way. Her warning look duly noted. "I wouldn't dream of throwing your pants away dear darling Addi"… The mischievous
PaIe Spark: glint in his eyes suggested otherwise. Would he actually do it? No. As entertaining as the idea of forcing Addi to choose temporarily between walking around in the nude, in her skivvies, or leaving no
PaIe Spark: alternative other than her collection of high fashion available was… He wasn't like that, but her suggestion had definitely sparked the thought. Of course the kiss against his cheek erased all such shenanigans
PaIe Spark: from his thoughts. Dr. Costello? It would be just his fucking luck that Dr. Costello had been the man at the bar who had earned his ire. It would just figure, wouldn't it? Surely it couldn’t have been? The guy didn't
PaIe Spark: look like a "Doctor". Then again, Nick did not look like the typical same such of what he represented either, now did he? Nick considered it a moment longer than he really should have, debating, as Addi move away
PaIe Spark: to the railing. He offered her a half amused yet puzzled look concerning Dr. Costello. He picked up his drink and took a slow, long sip from it, his gaze lighting into hers at the short distance between them. "Younger guy,
PaIe Spark: teacher presumably at the college level sitting at the bar, had been chatted up by Miss Samantha Montgomery… that being this Dr. Costello by chance"?... He slowly made his way, closing the gap, to stand next
PaIe Spark: to Addi, while he waited for her confirmation one way or another. He was however not any longer looking at Addison, but rather a bit of violence breaking out on the fringe of the dance floor, lower level, near the bar.
PaIe Spark: It wasn’t anything the bouncers couldn’t stop, if they'd noticed. It wasn’t his job, quite yet then, to intervene even if other people might have been of the opinion that it was. He knew his job, his duties, and boundaries... that?
PaIe Spark: Down below? Had not yet crossed the Rubicon, where the intervention of say... Nicholas or Addison, as federal agents was necessary. Domestic violence wasn’t cute, no, but it was also not his purview. He had broad law enforcement aut
PaIe Spark: hoirity, and would step in naturally if lines were crossed. The situation needed developing though, first, and so he would simply watch.
PaIe Spark: (d)

Natural Enigma: Her attention was on the same little love spat. Addison thought it was a bit of comic relief given the night. Albeit she had been paying attention when Nick was speaking to her. " I wouldn't say younger, I would say your age. He
Natural Enigma: didn't appear to be in his element to night." Looking over at him momentarily as he stood near her. "And you... hitting on his woman. How dare you?" The last spoken in jest as she turned back to see just how what ever, she would
Natural Enigma: have presumed jealous had been the cause between the pair below. Man with 'wandering eye syndrome', woman just too insecure to let it be, maybe even both. All in all she wanted to see how it would all come to an end, poor guy how
Natural Enigma: humiliating would it be, slapped in front of all of those people, not to mentioned yelled at to the scope that people had infect turning to look. She scanned the lower floor with the same intense gaze, as she would have if it had
Natural Enigma: been something to do a bureau investigation. Clues, there was always clues right? "Press release, how did that go? Made everyone happy I assume." Had to be or there would have been more to here about it, correct. Not that
Natural Enigma: Addison was currently in reach of her phone had there been. -d-

Opaquedelusions: Maybe it was something only she and a few other certain creatures could feel but the vibrations in the air that came with that disturbance had always ran a thrill up her spine. Excitement, pure and simple. Heated emotions, especially
Opaquedelusions: the darker ones were the most exciting kind to feel and this certainly did look like it was going to become exciting. Being slapped in front of all those people certainly did have a sharp sting to it with the man, as was evident in
Opaquedelusions: his reaction, which was to grab at the woman's arm again. He wanted control of this outbreak, needed to keep it under control so as not to add add a stigma to his face in this club. He leaned in an said something in a whisper to
Opaquedelusions: ease his date out the door and into the open air where less eyes were pointed at them as entertainment. It was all he needed to mention that she was attracting unfavorable attention to herself to get her attention enough to leave. A
Opaquedelusions: dampener on Kira's entertainment though. The man simply couldn't resist a look in her direction before exiting though and she winked at him. A spark of something caught in her eyes, as if there were a light turning on under them for
Opaquedelusions: just a half of a second before the man's date dragged him out the door by his collar with a heated noise of frustration. (d)

PaIe Spark: Confirmed. SO in fact Addison knew that man, Dr. Costello, which brought up a question. What was Dr. Costello? Nick gave his glass a swirl before bringing it back up to his lips, while she went on to humorously accuse
PaIe Spark: him of hitting on Costello's woman. He lowered the glass with an almost sinister chuckle and considered, well, it wasn't like she didn't have a good idea. It wasn't like they weren't open anyway if she hadn't.
PaIe Spark: "He started it"… He smirked and chuckled more intensely. "She was giving me the eye or something when I came in through the back, said her hello, I said mine. Figured he's her boyfriend or something on top of teacher"
PaIe Spark: … "Don't know really, nor do I much care. He looked at me like I was some sort asshole though after that, so I figured I'd oblige his suspicions by absconding away with his woman. Assuming she is his woman. At least making
PaIe Spark: It look like it anyway… Childish? Petty? Yeah. Sue me"… He offered a snort as his glass was brought up again for a sip, watching the scene below unfold and develop further. Nicholas was not nearly as transparently interested with
PaIe Spark: What was transpiring below as Addison was. Ever watching, ever mindful, but unless you were in his head that much might as well have been a secret. "Press Release went well enough. Though we will see in the coming
PaIe Spark: days and weeks the true impact, as always. Made my boss happy. Mad the AUSA happy"… He shrugged as if indifferent. The situation below appeared to resolve itself on that note, sort of, as the feuding couple appeared to speak
PaIe Spark: and then in proximity to each other leave the club. Though, seconds before hitting the door something must have been said, or done, because the female abruptly took the male by force and literally dragged him out
PaIe Spark: the front doors while the other club goers who had noticed the events watched on, some expressionless, some pointing and laughing. Nick on the other hand simply glanced to Addi and smirked, obviously he was mildly entertained with
PaIe Spark: what had transpired below. "What did you make of that"?(D)

Natural Enigma: Display over, she turned to lean against the railing so that her back was to the bottom below, " Interesting but not nearly as much so if I had been dragging you out the door." A simple teasing remark to answer his question. She
Natural Enigma: was entertained by all sort of emotions, Her desire for the man had made for a bad situation, and his looked as if he desired more. Didn't matter so much in the light of things. People, had sex, fought, made up only to have sex
Natural Enigma: again was her take. She knew that his curiosity had been piqued by the fact she knew who and what the professor was. A slight lean in toward him, so that she could speak frankly without speaking loudly. " The professor who's
Natural Enigma: student, maybe girlfriend that you were attempting to take home is in a way... well a lycanthrope that I have a connection with. Tigers are my animal to 'call'." She was sure somewhere in Nick head he would decipher what she was
Natural Enigma: saying and if not he'd ask. She didn't ask him what he had thought of the incident below because he had already seemed so disinterested in it not long after he had accessed the situation and decided on his own that it was about. A
Natural Enigma: complete change of subject as she touched her head to his shoulder but just as quickly brought it away. " Houses, found any since you are awake during the day?" Still there was something in that club that kept her there. -d-

Opaquedelusions: Entertainment taken away and everyone apparently getting some rise out of what had happened, offended or amused by its procession, she felt a little satisfied. Although it had only been a small treat to keep her busy while she
Opaquedelusions: waited for the real prey to come out of hiding. She drew in another lengthy breath and felt more than smelled something was off. The scent was a distant echo of what she felt, maybe because the person of interest was too far away
Opaquedelusions: for her senses? However the feeling did peek her interests and her eyes flew over the crowd in front of her again. Human, human...so where was the thing she was feeling? She remembered the stairs and traced up them until she had a
Opaquedelusions: view of the second floor and those people who'd leaned over for a viewing of the little spat. There? (d)

PaIe Spark: He had to laugh at the thought of being in the same such situation as being dragged out the front door by Addison. "Don't threaten me with a good time darling"… His gaze shifted as his head tilted when she did lean towards
PaIe Spark: Him to further elaborate on the Dr. Costello "situation". He'd thought dear Addi hadn't been able to put her finger on it? Sounded like she had the situation figured out well enough to Nick. He smirked then, and his eyes despite
PaIe Spark: The amusement conveyed was mixed with a touch of disbelief. "A were-tiger"? He spoke above a whisper, but with the ambient noise none save for Addi would have heard him. Not unless they had a laser mic aimed at his face.
PaIe Spark: He took a finishing sip of his drink and summoned the blonde club girl to take the glass away. He wouldn't be needing another one, and shook his head no when she inquired as if to dismiss her further services. When she left the
PaIe Spark: Immediate area with his glass, Nicks gaze shifted back upon Addi. "I wasn’t attempting to take her home. I was attempting to take her away from 'Dr. Costello' to send a message, assuming then that she is his girlfriend"… "Not
PaIe Spark: important, not anymore. Though it brings up the issue, the question... if Samantha Montgomery is "That"... than What is Dr. Costello? Something if your familiar with him"... "How familiar are you with him"?... Nick was curious to a
PaIe Spark: point, though supposed it was Addi's business. The message he had been intending on sending? Assuming then, that Samantha was indeed the good Doctors girlfriend? Was that you could give him any look you wanted, you could say what
PaIe Spark: you wanted, and Hell it was a free world, but there could be "consequences". Perhaps he had been mistaken, and perhaps Samantha meant nothing to him, though given the look he'd been given... he had taken the beginnings of the appropr
PaIe Spark: iate actions in sending such a message. A stupid look and a few choice words? Go ahead. He'd "take" from you. Nick noted then that she was changing the subject, deflecting? Maybe. "I d
PaIe Spark: id not have the chance to deal with any of that today. No." Concerning the house issue. (d)

Natural Enigma: " Would I threaten you?" A fleeting glance given before going into the spiel about Axel. " I know. Were - tiger. Hardest form to catch." Just answering as he asked. She felt the gaze, there was no doubt about it. She
Natural Enigma: continued listening as she had brought up the subject. " Dr. sounds much to formal, his first name is Axel. How well do I know him. Well enough, but not as well as I know you." She wasn't sure if that would answer his questions
Natural Enigma: about her relationship with professor tiger, or with himself. She had not been telling him all of this because she believed there to be repercussions to what had went on between them, and after this, she had drawn a close on the
Natural Enigma: entire situation. " No problem, that is what the internet is used for ... after all." Meaning not being able to do what you needed to do during the daytime, and she did have time. It was the few hours she was awake during the
Natural Enigma: evening hours that she was unable to go outside during. A soft huff given under her breath as she turned back around, at that moment looking down toward the woman that was peering upward. 'She raked some strands of dark hair back
Natural Enigma: behind her left ear, as her honey gaze was as if stuck in that one spot. –d

Opaquedelusions: She caught the look of one woman and her focus became all about her. Something was off, something was missing or was added to the woman to make her very different from human. There was what she'd been looking for. There were more
Opaquedelusions: things than weres and vampires that the humans probably had no idea existed but looking at a well fed vampire was making it difficult to tell if she was one of those two or something more obscure. She pulled the rest of her drink to
Opaquedelusions: her lips and set the glass back down, never taking her eyes from the woman. Was it some sort of challenge to stare her down? No, Kira had never been that directly antagonistic, she was just curious and confused. The man beside her
Opaquedelusions: kept a distance that certainly remarked on his relationship with her, but there was nothing that popped out about him to tell her he was anything but human. Her thumbnail index finger tapped out against the table in front of her for
Opaquedelusions: a moment before she took her eyes away and started searching for more clues on what she could find of the upstairs from her view. Were there more than this woman? (d)

PaIe Spark: Nicholas listened intently, other than the subject matter being discussed one might have thought the pair were enjoying something intimate. Even after all the explanations concerning Dr. Costello, Axel, and his student which were
PaIe Spark: for the time being sufficient… He got the distinct impression that Addison’s head was somewhere else. She was still looking about, distracted down at the lower level. He tracked the area she was scanning and took note indeed of
PaIe Spark: a woman who was likewise inspecting the upper area, rather the very few people standing against a particular spot of railing. Himself, and Addison. She was looking right at them, rather right at Addison. An acquaintance? Not
PaIe Spark: taken as such given the expressions, and lack of which would have told him so. Then again she was a vampire, which had to be accounted for. The woman on the lower level was just… Staring. Nick shifted to slide an arm over
PaIe Spark: Addison’s shoulder, leaning intimately close to whisper into her ear as his eyes continued to track the woman below who had since looked away. "Do you know her"?(D)

same line of work.. what do you think?" She wasn't another vampire, Addison knew that much, and she didn't feel 'shifter' with her. Hm, in three hundred years she had almost perfected the ability to seek out humans,
Natural Enigma: That woman was no human, even they had a scent about them. Usually differing for each of them, -d-

Opaquedelusions: Kira ran by a strict rule of knowing just what situation she was walking into. That wasn't always a full proof plan but she could know as much as possible about the place she was walking into a "situation" in. She definitely didn't
Opaquedelusions: have the advantage of age but by virtue of what she was, she had enough advantages not to be caught with her pants down, so to speak. Her attention had been noticed, she knew that much but there was still debate in her mind as to if
Opaquedelusions: she wanted to make herself a very well known presence. Better to bite the bullet and get it all out there than have someone's lackeys snooping about behind her while she was trying to explore the city though. And couldn't she make
Opaquedelusions: new friends? Did she have friends? No, she'd never had a use for them. That wasn't to say she wasn't friendly, she just didn't form meaningful attachments to people very well. She slipped out of the chair she was sitting in, took a
Opaquedelusions: trip over to the bar and made a request for a red colored shot and what had to be a screw driver. She took another deep breath in before making her way to the stairs. Right, just bite the bullet and introduce yourself Kira, what's
Opaquedelusions: the worst that could happen? She didn't foresee herself becoming dinner or a toy to anything so...she was safe right? (d)

PaIe Spark: Nick shrugged his shoulders slightly. "I think you both were staring at each other like you know each other. Either that or she has the hots for you. I may have a neat tric

[Nicholas West]

neat trick up my sleeve, and we may be in the same line of work, but
PaIe Spark: What I am not? Is psychic"… He smirked then. "I can go find out though, if you'd like"… When in doubt, at least in his case, there was one definitive way to without a doubt "find out". His arm fell from Addi's shoulder
PaIe Spark: As he tracked the woman in question with his pale colored, but all the same gorgeous eyes. As she maneuvered from the bar and to the stairs. Nick gave Addi's shoulder a squeeze as if to suggest she sit tight as
PaIe Spark: He advanced. Wasn't that a funny thought? The 26 year old human, even of his talents and ability, looking out for the well being of a master vampire, Master of the City in fact, almost thirty decades plus his senior?
PaIe Spark: By the time the unknown woman had crested the top of the stairwell, Mr. West had come up with a charming smile as if to disarm her of his actual intent. What was his actual intent? To put a finger on her, rather a hand, in the form
PaIe Spark: of a handshake which would accompany his introduction. Even as he had made approach he had been preparing himself, forcing that otherwise startling ability of his into effect. All it took was a touch, but a touch was needed
PaIe Spark: "Nick"… He gave her the shortened version of his first name, Nicholas, minus anything so formal as the last, or to include his official title. The less people initially knew about him the better, the more open perhaps they were
PaIe Spark: in such Settings. His right hand was offered in a polite gesture, an introductory handshake. All she had to do was bite.(d)


Natural Enigma: She had watched the woman as she had left her table and went to the bar. " I don't think that look is, let me come home with you." A shrug of her shoulder not much sooner than she felt the light pressure that had been his arm
Natural Enigma: around her shift and move. Wow, really? " Don't be a smart ass Mr. I am not psychic." She didn't have time to give him a look before he implied his Honey you stay there and I will check on things routine. She did however shake
Natural Enigma: her head some as he started in the direction of the stairs. Turning to her side she watched as the two would eventually make contact and events will begin to unfold or so she hoped. Not that she was willing Nick's little gift to
Natural Enigma: show itself, she wouldn't do that would she? Maybe not, not tonight anyhow. She really didn't know how it affected him physically other than what he had told her, but since it happened so recently perhaps it wouldn't happen then.
Natural Enigma: She was close enough she could hear Nick give her his name. -d-


Opaquedelusions: Henchman was the first thought that came to mind when she saw Nick. She had no problem remembering the face of the man standing next to the woman she was meaning to get a name for and here he was standing right there in front of
Opaquedelusions: her. Well she could bypass him, rudely ignore his greeting and just walk on toward her intended target but she wasn't prepared to take anything for face value here. It could be the man in front of her was something special and
Opaquedelusions: snubbing her nose at him would create a conflict she didn't want. Beyond that, it wasn't in her nature to be that type of rude and he was just offering a hand. A friendly smile lit up on her face as he extended his hand for a shake.
Opaquedelusions: She freed her hand, switching her drink to the other before shaking his hand. She'd made no threat to him or his companion and this was just a friendly greeting so she had no reason to be anything but friendly. Her hand met his and
Opaquedelusions: she felt something was off. Her eyes traveled skyward in thought and then quickly back to him before the friendly smile turned to a delighted grin. He'd done something to her, but she hadn't a clue what, the fun was in finding out
Opaquedelusions: but she was more delighted by the fact that he wasn't just a human. "My name is Kira, nice to meet you Nick. What was that?" Direct? Well if he moved away from an explanation, she'd just bring it up some other time. (d)


ion on 'the look' before he'd left, a simple 'you never know'. Really
PaIe Spark: He of course knew that there had been something of a "look" to accompany her rightful accusation of his having been a smart ass. He chuckled and remained on task. He knew if anything went terribly wrong she'd be there to back him up.
PaIe Spark: Of course the woman on the stairs knew who he was. She'd only been staring at the woman he'd up until very recently been standing next to, intimately. What was her deal? She looked benign enough, alas, as did some of the most lethal
PaIe Spark: things on the planet... He would know. The game was played, and likewise to her expressed reaction to his introduction did he offer what warmth he could on demand. Enough to do the job more often than not, though the preternatural
PaIe Spark: tended to fill the category of "than not". It did not feel like falling, or have any accompanied adverse effect when he triggered "it" himself. Rather it was like stepping into a warm Jacuzzi and easing into things. When his fingerti
PaIe Spark: ps brushed over her palm, on their way to engulf her hand however? There wasn’t as immediate an effect as he thought there should have been, not as he remembered there should have been in all other deliberate uses. It had always bee
PaIe Spark: noninvasive on the subjects part, that he knew of. He was trying to break into her mind, and needed to maintain physical contact in order to do it. This one? Was not human. No human being he'd ever done up had been able to resist
PaIe Spark: his efforts. Either that or he was still drained from the accidental triggering the other night, concerning a letter. "Nice to meet you Kira" His smile widened, though in his head he though 'God damnit' and just as the beginning of
PaIe Spark: such thought and doubt had begin to form, had the event triggered the way he'd wanted it to. Suddenly he received what he wanted, though it wasn’t like stepping into a warm bath or Jacuzzi as expected. It was a first. While he got
PaIe Spark: flashes of intense, almost debilitating light and sound that did not exist in nature, in between there were brief glimpses into something that should not have existed, or did not exist in their plane of existence. It was horrible,
PaIe Spark: disgusting, and the overwhelming feeling that accompanied such revelations was that of something viscous being forced under his skin, biting into his muscle tissues and burning. Of course there were no actual physical effects, only
PaIe Spark: the sensations. Nick had held onto her hand as if not of his own continued volition, several seconds, for only perhaps five seconds before he found the power to release and back away from Kira. It was all it took. He'd wanted to scr
PaIe Spark: eam while in contact with her, but it was like living a nightmare, feeling everything, being intimately aware of everything, but not being able to move or make a sound. He gasped as his pale blue-green eyes narrowed on her, clutching
PaIe Spark: his retracted right hand with his left as he started at her, restraining the otherwise obvious terror from expressing, though allot of it shone through. Not much, if anything anymore frightened a man like Nick West. Kira
PaIe Spark: though? He did not know what she was. He at that point wanted to stay far the fuck away from her. She was by no means human, and what he'd seen? The anguish, the torture of what couldn’t have been a Calculable amount of human beings
PaIe Spark: as if overlooking from some faraway hillside, and being intimately close to each and every one all at once? The things he saw? Defied logic and description. His eyes suggested what he'd have otherwise asked 'what in the fuck, are
PaIe Spark: you'? but he couldn’t find words. Nick stood, oh how he stood, but how the strong did then tremble.
PaIe Spark: (D)


Natural Enigma: Addison had watched carefully, even with the ever so blunt inference in her line of sight as an annoying human wandering past. She had planned on allowing him to handle it just as he had so admirably put out there. Conversation
Natural Enigma: She didn't really hear anything exchanged other than names other than hearing the woman named Kira asked him what something had been. It was plausible that she could have missed something, while intent with watching the interaction
Natural Enigma: between the two. Highly doubtful though, she couldn't see anything wrong and Nick looked fine in no need of her assistance. He was the type to go in first, while she had never once denied the fact she cautiously waited in most
Natural Enigma: matters, no need any anyone getting their panties in a twist over something so slight as a miscommunication or error in judgment which was far worse a grievance. It was only when Nick didn’t immediately respond and then only to
Natural Enigma: pretty much snatch his hand back and take a step back that Addison stood straight from her lean against the railing. Then there came the same voice that whispered sweet nothings in her ear. The Master of the City's ear, because he
Natural Enigma: had never been deluded in knowing just who she was after two minutes at a table in a tavern with her as ' What the fuck she was'. Given his line of work, and the things he knew that would make the average human cringe. She even
Natural Enigma: went as far as to take a step in their direction. What stopped her? You didn't go in and rescue the fucking prince. -d-

Opaquedelusions: Everything seemed pleasant enough right? Well apparently Nick had bitten off more than he could chew in this case and strangely enough it was no fault of her own he reacted so intensely. There was a soft frown that passed over her
Opaquedelusions: face when he reacted so to her; moving back as if he'd touched fire. He'd seen something he shouldn't have? Felt something he shouldn't have? That delight at finding something that wasn't what she would call completely human, dimmed
Opaquedelusions: a little. She took a sip out of the red straw sticking out of her drink and took a step forward him, really just gauging if he would make a mimicking move backward from her. "You know, whatever you did there, is bad right? I'm not
Opaquedelusions: sure just what it was but obviously it was a bad idea. And here I was being all friendly to you. I apologize if you're upset over something but don't you go pointing fingers Nick. I think we could be friends if we can move past
Opaquedelusions: this. Now, with your permission of course, might I meet your beautiful companion over there?" (d)


PaIe Spark: Nick had seen, and been party to the kind of shit that would make most grown, "hard", men want to crawl under a rock and die. God's honest truth? Even as Kira appeared in intent thereafter, even then that she probably had a pretty
PaIe Spark: good idea as to what he had done, benign after? That was exactly what he wanted to do. He wanted to crawl under a rock and die, just to make it stop, the flashes of images not nearly as intense as when he had been in contact, how
PaIe Spark: ever, did remain. They would probably go away, other after - effects always had in the past, but for that moment, and the next? Nick could on stare and tremble, as if he'd been momentarily stripped of everything he was, of everythin
PaIe Spark: g he knew, and laid out raw. Tenderized and fried him had it? He struggled to get his wits about him, like never before in reaction to nothing else. His eyes tracked her as she moved towards him, he held his ground but not by choice
PaIe Spark: . He found himself immobile, which was a predicament he'd yet to have known in his adult life. God Damn! He fought it, the remnants of the sensation, and not so much the sensation as the sounds and sights which had flooded through
PaIe Spark: his brain, as if searing then his core. He closed his eyes and balled his hands into fists for the moment it took a thought to go through his head, 'pull it the fuck together'!. His eyes snapped open, watching Kira non-chalantly dri
PaIe Spark: nking from the straw. Listening to her almost scolding, followed by stating the obvious of things in the bad idea category. Upset? Upset wasn’t the word for what he "was" over what had happened. Upset wasn’t even a fucking factor. He
PaIe Spark: wasn’t going to point fingers, he'd after all initiated and quite deliberately invaded her, but at that moment he didn’t know what he wanted to do other than not be anywhere near her. "Bad! Bad doesn’t do it justice. Friends? Friends!
PaIe Spark: " Had been what he wanted to scream at her but the words just wouldn’t come out, and more. The truth was this Kira? She was not human. What she was? He had no fucking clue other that it was blacker than the blackest depths of any of
PaIe Spark: the fucked up shit he'd ever had the occasion to dip a single digit into. He backed away from her slowly and shifted his eyes towards Addison, the fear in his was more than sufficient to have raised any red flags that weren’t already
PaIe Spark: well and up. His eyes shifted back to Kira, slowly, not making full eye contact with her as he finally spoke. "I don’t think that’s a good idea"... (d)


Natural Enigma: Bemused then, Addison tipped her head, listening to what she said, and his reaction. She continued in their direction then. She had seen the warning and unless she was the Mother of All Darkness. Which, she very well could have
Natural Enigma: been, after all. Nick had been basically transfixed so, she wasn't going to just let him stand there like that. It was only a matter of steps before she was once more at his side. Not at his rescue, even if it seemed to be that
Natural Enigma: way. She wouldn't emasculate him like that would she? Any other human man, indeed. Obviously he had captured something within Addison if you dismissed the fact she did not have a soul. She did have emotions though, evidently.
Natural Enigma: A genuinely sincere smile offered the woman now an arms length in front of her. " Nonsense. Nick. I am sure the pleasure will be all mine." She could have questioned that from his desire to stay away from her. While Addison’
Natural Enigma: could not feel what happened during 'his trip'. She had a bond with him, and just the look didn't give way that the woman hadn't really been on the guest list for the night. She never once stepped back. Handshake offered, she
Natural Enigma: didn’t' think so. " Addison.." She had already given away the secret though with her little jest as she approached them, but just because she knew her first name was their really need for a second. Depending on what she was it
Natural Enigma: wouldn't take her very long to dig anything up. " Need another drink?" She her gaze flickered only briefly from the woman to the glass and back meeting her gaze. -d-


Opaquedelusions: So not friends. The man was too scared out of his mind to really think clearly and that was something she was feeling upset for. This wasn't the way things were to have gone. However much she was enjoying that fear, resisting the
Opaquedelusions: intense urge to just taste it. That wasn't a very nice thing to do and depending upon what the "human" in front of her was, that might not be a great idea. His denial of meeting his companion had her thinking that he definitely
Opaquedelusions: wasn't a henchman, but more something to the tune of bodyguard or protector. It wasn't as if Nick was going to throw himself in her way if she started toward his lady friend though, but she wasn't going to push it. It was just her
Opaquedelusions: luck then though that she decided to join them. She had no thoughts that Addison was coming to save Nick, more likely that she was coming over to shake him out of it and give him his mind back. She took in the lady, as if staring up
Opaquedelusions: at her from the first floor hadn't given her an idea of the woman's appearance and smiled just as friendly as she had when she met Nick. "It's very nice to meet you Addison. My name is Kira." Hopefully having her there would bolster
Opaquedelusions: Nick into a more talkative mindset. While she was all for kicking up the dirt and seeing what kind of emotions she could stir, she didn't want to offend or step on any toes of importance in the area and have her ass ridden the whole
Opaquedelusions: while she was her for it. "No thank you. I just got this one from downstairs. A whiskey sour, a shot and now this, I'll be good for thirty minutes until the buzz dies. I'm keeping it on life support with this straw. I'm irritatingly
Opaquedelusions: surprised by the rate at which my body likes to either metabolize or ignore alcohol. Believe you me it make for some interesting college days though." (d)


PaIe Spark: On one had, what he wanted was to leave to keep Addison safe from whatever it was this Kira was. An almost funny thought, that he thought he needed to keep Addison safe from anything. On the other? The second she'd arrived at his
PaIe Spark: side however he felt infinitely better, his wits rapidly returning and neutralizing the terror once felt in Kira's presence. Now that wasn’t to say that he still wasn’t intensely freaked out by her, and his little trip into wherever
PaIe Spark: the fuck "Kira-Land" was, by whatever it had been truly that he'd glimpsed, but more that it wasn’t crippling anymore. Nonsense Nick? No. It was still a very bad idea. There were things that people called "Monsters" and he got that.
PaIe Spark: He was intimate with that in what he knew, and even more so the capability’s of a human being concerning things "bad". Whatever it was that he'd glimpsed inside the head of Kira? If it was even in her head at all? Had no apparent
PaIe Spark: rhyme or reason, no justification, and the way it made him feel? Fuck. He'd been to the heart of what darkness he'd thought "Evil"... Her? No doubt about it. Even the word "Evil" didn’t do it a shred of justice. Friendly as she
PaIe Spark: seemed, couldn’t begin to erase the few glimpses he'd had. He remained silent, watching as Addison introduced herself, shifting his eyes in silence to Addi's as if to make advisement against shaking Kiras hand... Even if Addi did
PaIe Spark: not share in his ability, he feared deeply then that whatever Kira was, whatever she brought would somehow infect Addison as it had him. He was struggling in that moment, really struggling, to get back at 100% composure. He' needed
PaIe Spark: to, and it was fucking embarrassing being anything but, however surely Addison would have understood had she seen as he had seen, felt as he had felt. It agitated him, and finally he calmed himself to the point where he was even able
PaIe Spark: to move out of anything other than fear. His hands arrived, settling on his hips as he observed as if dumbfounded the continued pleasant conversation between the two women. "Yeah. I think I need a drink" An understatement, he reach
PaIe Spark: ed towards the VIP hostess as if to summon her, and made motion for her to come hither. He ordered two drinks, both of them stiff, no ice, straight up crown royal. The blonde departed swiftly to carry out the order. He took Addison’s
PaIe Spark: left hand in his right then, his eyes falling back onto Kiras for the first time since his little incursion into whatever the fuck one wanted to call what he'd seen. He gave Addi's hand a slight squeeze as if to assure her he wasn’t
PaIe Spark: totally fucked in the head/done. "So"... His otherwise charming smile was void of any of its usual sweetness, genuine or otherwise. "Kira"... "I'd ask you where you’re from, but do I really want to know"?...(D)


Natural Enigma: A nod given as she passed on the additional drink and gave reason. " I'll take your word for it." A pause given as if she were thinking and came up a derisive answer. "It's been awhile for me." She consistently glanced in Nick's
Natural Enigma: direction to make sure was okay. If that word could even be used in this situation? Somehow she doubted it. Polite chit -chat, was all that was, she wasn't about to be on a torrent just because Kira was there, it would take a
Natural Enigma: treat of some value. Now, in a different scenario, had Nick not been trying to smooze her, and it was the opposite that might not have been taken, regardless if anyone knew who he was, quite as lightly as she appeared to be now.
Natural Enigma: Hearing 'Yeah, I think I need one' caught her attention in enough time it took him to flag Blondie from earlier. A smile offered him, but she really couldn't apologize for what had happened. She didn't truly know everything. Yes,
Natural Enigma: even if she pretending. The warm feel of his hand in hers was reassuring that besides a drink order he was pretty much in the here and now portion of this visit. She entwined long slender fingers with his after the initial squeeze
Natural Enigma: Having just been about to speak, didn't seem that she need to do so. Indeed. It was Nick asking the questions of Kira. Of course the line of questioning had Addison's gaze intent upon the woman's. -d-


Opaquedelusions: She was going to suggest a drink for Nick herself before he spoke up about needing one. She couldn't help but feel a little upset about whatever had happened. By now though she was pretty sure he'd taken a peak into something he
Opaquedelusions: wasn't supposed to see. Either that or daddy dearest had felt it humorous to act through her and get to him, which sounded much more unlikely. His question as to where she was from cemented her theory that it had been the first,
Opaquedelusions: that he'd seen something that his mind shouldn't have had to cope with right now. It would be interesting to ask what but she didn't want to bring on a second episode for him. "Ah I just recently graduated from college, business
Opaquedelusions: degree in California. I suppose I originally came from somewhere in L.A., at least that's what my birth certificate says. I was adopted when I was little so I'm not really sure where my birth mother lives but from what I'm told
Opaquedelusions: having a child without a husband or even fiancé is a black mark for her kind of family. I only recently moved out here for a job offer and the next two weeks are vacation for me so I'm trying to make the most out of seeing what is
Opaquedelusions: out here." She acted as if nothing was wrong but in her experience it was better to brush under the rug those things people obviously didn't want to talk about. Still the same she couldn't stop herself and frowned apologetically
Opaquedelusions: toward Nick when he finished ordering drinks. "I'm really sorry for whatever you experienced earlier." (d)


PaIe Spark: Nicholas was getting back into his normal grove and swing of being. However disturbing, awesome and shocking all at once? Nick was a big boy and fairly resilient for a human being, or more whatever it was indeed that he was. Human
PaIe Spark: beings tended not to do the one thing that he did which might have distinguished him from the rest of "them". He wasn’t like anything else, and save for his occupation and related skillsets wasn’t quite a monster that went "bump" in
PaIe Spark: the night... though that depended on who one might ask. Addi's touch was stabilizing his situation further, to the point where the idea of speaking to Kira, even yet then as much as he had reason to fear in her, was actually in the
PaIe Spark: realm of doable. He'd taken a peak into something alright. Something which even then that rational thought had returned, was not yet something he wanted to think about any more than he had. College? WTF. The concept that whatever it
PaIe Spark: was that Kira "was" had gone to college, or had desired to, was almost as entertaining as it was unbelievable to him in that moment. It sounded like she'd come from his "sort" of family in one regard, but the things he'd seen in of
PaIe Spark: their short lived contact? Did not exactly scream family values. He continued to listen to Kira speak, listening intently for words that camouflaged this and "that". Hints of this and that. Notably, obviously, even to one whom wasn’t
PaIe Spark: t trained. She was feeding them a partial truth. Not an outright lie, but a partial truth. His impression anyway. His smile pretentiously remained a fixture of his face, even as he went on to question her. "A job offer. With what co
PaIe Spark: mpany"? ... His drinks arrived, yes DRINKS, he would be double fisting, or at least be taking them in rapid succession. While for the most he was under control? The drinks were going to be just as vital as anything else at that poin
PaIe Spark: t in the game. He took one from the hostess of VIP land, and pointed to the table as to instruct her as to where the other one should lay in wait.

[Nicholas West]

Opaquedelusions: Well Addison was much more receptive to things but then again she hadn't been the one to glimpse at hell. Not that Kira really wanted anyone knowing what the hell she was. If Nick wanted to press it, she was
more than willing to chew his ass out about invading her privacy but it didn't
look like things were going to go that way. College though? Did creatures
like her go to college? What did he expect, that she was just some uneducated
monster going to get by in the modern world with good looks? Well it had occurred
to her to be a model once but corrupting them was pointless, they did it for
themselves. Better to work with corrupting businesses and having some free
time to corrupt the "little people" in the world. "Yes, two weeks. I get a lot
of work because I'm on the of the few people willing to pull night shifts at
the office." She looked to Nick when Addison commented on his well-being and
smiled. Was there something evil laying in wait in that smile for him? Well
she didn't intend there to be but he probably saw something. "Nexus
Consulting Firm is the company I work for." (d)

PaIe Spark: Nick of course had been listening. Listening, but really? No. He
was not very 'receptive' at that moment in time. Call him what he was due, he
had after all been the one who had initiated his trip into where ever the
Hell Kira was apparently of. That little tidbit of fact, however, did not
Justify her having been in the right, in his mind, even if he would
acknowledge he had attempted to surreptitiously access her mind, thought, and memory the way he
had. Surely he had been in the wrong, though given the result of his little
warrantless search he wasn’t seeing things quite clearly. Not immediately,
not until several long minutes after the fact. Both hands free, immediately
missing Addi's touch, he went and took the drinks from the blonde one. He
mulled it over a moment further, canting his head slightly, smiling then for
the first time since his little mental incursion into Kira. "Pretty much, I'll
live"... He chuckled, shifting his gaze towards Kira then. So long as he did
not have to take another trip into her head anytime soon he would be quite
alright. To be honest? While Nick wanted answers? She frightened him. That meant alot.
Not much frightened a man like Nick, not in a very, very, long time. How did
you deal with something like Kira? Whatever she was. Even to a point,
Vampires and Lycanthropes... there was an established way of dealing with things,
both civilized or violent, proven to be effective. As frightening as either
category could be? There were solutions, and the unknown was becoming the
known... not so scary anymore... at least for some folks. Kira? She represented the
deep dark unknown, and even considering the things he'd drowned in concerning
Ms. Baptiste? The former MoTC, a 700 year old something Belle Morte? The
things he saw concerning 700 years, even the most violent, bloody, brutal parts...
did not hold a candle to the several equivalent minutes he'd spent in
Kira-land... which had only seemed as seconds real time. How then, even if
you wanted to make a thing like her, whatever she was, comply...make her? Even as
benign, innocent as the conversation between the women taking place was...
Nick wasn’t convinced, not for a second. He took a sip from one of the
glasses of crown, and in the spirit of loosening her tongue, a shot in the dark really,
he offered the other glass to Kira. "Apology Accepted"... Concerning her
"Sorry" to what he'd experienced. Not typical, though what else could he do? (d)

Natural Enigma: Nick was still acting a little wierded out but she found no
reason to be mean or anything but polite while speaking with the woman. " I
can understand that, I do a lot of night work myself. I can't really the
last time that I actually worked anything other." Well it was the truth, if
she remembered long enough she was sure she could but... yeah. No reason really to go into all of that. " So are we all good then with the two of
you?" Nick said apology accepted but she was certain that it was just for the
benefit of not making it in to what is was? wasn't? there in the middle of
the club. " Would you like to go back and sit, she did the time in her mind
and surely she had at least a few more hours of daylight. left. " So your parents
told you right away about your adoption then? Or did you live in a foster
home before then.?" A touch of softness in her tone. She could play cards
with the best of them. At this point she was pretty certain her story was
partially true. Mom without a husband, it did happen, but the man that was
her husband, was that the reason she was different? Maybe, maybe not. She
figured Nick would tell her a little more once they had left the club, but for
now she seemed satisfied with the information she had gotten, and without a
doubt that helpful look from Nick after he semi had come around in the
conclusion of his 'gifts appearance.' She just placed her hand on the back of his
upper arm, not having her fingers currl around it was just there,as he drank,
ans she awaited and answer about whether they should have a sit -d-

Opaquedelusions: She didn't really think she had anything to apologize for
but for the sake of making everything better she'd said it. Good damn thing
he accepted it in her point of view. She took the glass from him and smiled,
lifting it up a bit as if accepting it. "I'm good, seems it was just a slight
misunderstanding," Her attention then turned to Addison and she nodded to
going back to sit down, it sounded like she was meaning for a more private
conversation, which sounded like a great idea to her. She had no want for her
"dirty" laundry to be let loose on the poor mortal population if that was
where the conversation went. She could walk and talk at the same time if
needed, a drink in one hand but thankfully one with straw for just in case. "Actually
my biological mother set it up so that I went straight to my parents without
the hassle of a foster home. I suppose that's what money does for you. I'm
pretty sure it was done that way also so there wasn't a great paper trail to
lead back to her and cause more issue in the family. I asked my parents about
it when I was older and they told me the whole story." (d)

PaIe Spark: Nick put up his glass as if to offer cheers to Kira at that.
"Just a misunderstanding, of which for my part I apologize"... Was he sorry?
Yes and no. He was only sorry per say because of the consequences his action
had brought upon himself. Misunderstanding? There was really no misunderstanding
about it. He'd gone and tried, succeeded to some effect, to conduct his very
own telemetric wire-tap/mind-tap program with the assumption that there were
no consequences. No consequences? It was up until that point a fact of doing
'business'. There had never been consequences before. The subject had never
been aware before, that he had infact done anything at all save for becoming
aloof for the few moments while things took their necessary effect. He took a
sip of his beverage, as if to consummate the fact that all was right between
he and Kira. The whole matter of subject, concerning Kira's adopted parents
and all that just as easily could have been attributed to "open" surrogate
parents who'd told her what little details they’d had. Addisons touch was
soothing, calming, and continued to repair any searing which had been done...
however the things he had seen? For most not even a lifetime of therapy could even
begin to heal. Nick, was not "most people", would require nothing so serious
to be alright. It would however, even as apparently fine as he was with Kira
at that moment take a while to get even remotely, truly, comfortable in the
same city as her. He took note of the company she worked for, of course he
had, and would make subtle inquiry. Nick would then take the lead, setting
off for the VIP lounge area he and Addison had been in, that the conversation could
continue in a more private atmosphere.(D)

Natural Enigma: Addison just continued to listen and recall everything she
had been saying in case there happened to be need later that she would need
to pick it apart. A simple nod given as she had agreed to have a seat in the
VIP section. She been a little surprised when Nick followed suit and also
apologized, but she made sure that was on thing that was a tell tell single
on her face. Friendly but impassive, no matter how friendly everything was
going. Addison had no need for Kira to be able to read her
emotions. Especially the ones that you could control such as facial ones.
She lured to follow to the side of Nick back to the seating area from
before. Was she bold enough to fully turn her back to the woman. Hell no. Once they had
arrived, she waited until Kira was there so she could take a seat. The
entire area offered the ability to see the dance floors and have your back at
the wall. Once she had found a seat, Addi gracefully took another. " Were you
disappointed that you were adopted?" She looked over at her meeting her
gazel with her own honey colored on as she waited for an answer, but the
look, no that was much more poignant. Addison knew was she wasn't, she just didn't
know what she was yet, and she was studying everything about her to find a
link that was going to connect the dots. -d-

Opaquedelusions: She took a sip of the drink Nick had offered and instantly
regretted it. Crown just was not her drink, far too strong. Her expression
told that much and the quick intake of her screw driver as a chaser to
dispel the taste. She smiled however at the sight of the VIP area, most pointedly
that she could have her back to the wall. Did she care that Addison and Nick
both were cautious around her? Not all that much. If she'd planned on doing
anything, turned backs wouldn't be an issue and she had no reason to do
anything but be friendly right now, talking to a vampire and whatever Nick
was, or not. She took her seat, immediately putting down the glass on the
table in front of her. "Not really. I mean it was strange hearing it from my parents,
they had mixed tones about talking about it. While they were happy to have
me, I don't think they at all approved of what my biological mother's family
made her do. I ended up where I wanted to be so I wasn't upset about it." Was
she upset about having adoptive parents? No, they were all she really knew or
cared for. She waited until they were all situated before she started in with
her own questioning. "I don't mean to sound forward, please don't
take it that way, but I know he's not completely what he appears but what is
it I feel that's unique about you Addison?" (d)

PaIe Spark: Nick had been silent, more silent than he normally might have
been concerning the "social" nature of the visit then there at Trinity. Two
reasons, one, he was still good a freaked out concerning Kira and two, he was
making careful note of everything being said between the two. He sat next to
Addison, sipping his drink every now and then but generally staying detached
from the conversation. As much as he looked alright, even with apologies
given? Nick wasn’t at all "sure" about her and it would have been an
understatement. He interrupted though the, as Kira made a "forward"
accusation. Guilty as charged. He lowered his drink, his gaze settling in
rather boldly upon her given what had happened not minutes prior. He was careful in his tone, and
gaze, not to appear overly aggressive... rather just coming out with it as if
it weren’t a thing. "Likewise Kira"... (D)

(Nick – Kira)
Her eyes immediately turned to look at Nick. He'd just presented himself as the target for that question. She didn't want to scare him too badly but she wasn't going to be a push over after spilling most of her life to what really were complete strangers just to make up for an incident he'd caused. "Well you share what you feel comfortable with and I'll return the favor. You're playing twenty questions here but I'm not getting anything back? Kinda unfair but I suppose I am asking for what amounts to a big secret hm? You'll understand if the same applies to me."
She took a sip of her screwdriver, the almost empty glass in her hand and frowned slightly. "Nick if you want to take that drink back, I think it might be a bit much for me. I suppose I'm not bold when it comes to drinks?" (d)
Nick was nervous, that much was for sure, considering the revelations and insight however small which he’d received of Kira. He chuckled almost as if he were actually amused when Kira decided she wanted to ask a few questions of her own. On one hand he was not exactly sure, an understatement, of just how comfortable if at all he was with the idea of her knowing a Damn thing about him. Sure, they were playing the game, and it was all good and friendly enough… What was done, was done, and could not be undone… in the spirit of moving forward, and ‘trying’ to stay pleasant with Kira, what else would it have been prudent to try to be? Given what he’d seen? Unpleasant? Surely he did not want to make what had been a glimpse, reality. Even then, what the Hell could he do about it even if it had been a thought? Interrogate her? Only if she decided to play that game if his assessment was correct. Scare her? How. Threaten her? Given what he’d seen… anything he could realistically do to her, would only seem like a bad trip to Disney land, if effective at all, presumed. In either case, Kira was answering Addison’s questions, even if he had noticed particular “text bridges” which could have just as easily been paranoid false positive on his part, or omissions to outright lies on hers. All the same, he did not want to push her into any corners. Had she been anything else? He’d have been more comfortable in being the assertive, investigative ruthless dick he was trained to be. He would handle this in a different way. She’d shown her’s, and now? He’d show his. IF there was nothing else he could do, he would at least attempt to be on pleasant terms with her. She would understand he supposed that his smile was only partially natural, fading then as Addison’s phone blew up. His? Did not. It was either FBI business which was not also US Marshal’s business, because his did not. She excused herself promptly, leaving Nick with Kira to tend to that bit of business after placing a kiss on his cheek. It was either Government business which did not pertain to his office, or it was Vampire “Kiss” business which however interested that he was in… did not pertain immediately to him. She had not mentioned it for one reason or another, or both. Either in that case, it really was not something that pertained to him, or simply because of Kira being present. Nick’s gorgeous, pale, blue-green eyes more green than blue did longingly track Addi as she slithered away . He tracked her until she had descended the stairs from the upper floor and out of sight, at which point his eyes shifted to meet Kiras with caution. He gave her a puzzled look then, as if in disbelief that she thought crown royal was a “bit much”. “I can’t possibly imagine that anything could qualify as ‘much’ for you Kira”… He chuckled. He wouldn’t immediately move to take the drink back from her, he’d wait until his first was empty. He’d waive over the blonde ho ho hostess with the most’es, then gesturing towards Kira to take her drink order, who then informed Blondie that she’d be having another screwdriver. Blondie went away most riki tik to make shit happen. Once she was departed, Nick proceeded to offer return flow of information. “Big secrets”… “Huh”… “Well how about this. I work for the US Marshals Service. Born and Raised in Alexandria, Va. Just turned twenty six, was in the Army before 'this' for four years, and graduated from Georgetown after 'that'. Beyond that, I'll show you mine if you show me yours. Though I think you and I both know that we have kind ‘a sort ‘a already set foot on that path"... Of course Kira would have known Nick wasn’t exactly normal. He had a particular scent about him that any other plain jane human wouldn’t have. It wasn’t a cologne, he did not wear cologne, and it wasn’t something a human would have picked up on. He smiled, satisfied that the conversation was being guided properly at that point. He raised his glass up, tilted it back slightly and took a sip as his left hand fished into his pants pocket for his wallet. He opened it up enough inside his pocket and by feel alone recovered one of his fancy shmancy business cards. The top right corner of the card was emblazoned with the seal of the Justice Department, the top left that of the Marshals Service, with his proper information given as Deputy United State Marshal Nicholas A. West, further specifying his division as being the "Preternatural Operations Group" , and that he was the Western District of the state of Washington’s District Liaison for such. His office address, number, cellular, and email were also listed below those details. The card was casually placed in front of the vat of Crown she’d decided was a bit much, then taken back to replace the one he’d just emptied.(D)

She was sad to see Addison go, her having been the only one out of the two that wasn't giving her the arms distance because she knew something others shouldn't about her. She took a long breath when Addison passed by to leave and smirked, finally being able to put two and two together. She'd had experience with vampires before, it was hard not to when they were some of the night time conversations she had within her job. Granted she'd only met two other creatures like her before but they were a polite sort from her experience. Everyone had rules to follow and they were making sure to put their best face on for the public. There was a soft laugh at his comment about something being a "bit much." He was starting to put together an interesting image of what he saw through her. "U.S. Marshal. Nice. I'm sure that pays well then." She picked up the card, flipping it over and smirking at the information there and looking up at him again. "Preternatural Operations Group. That explains why your main squeeze there is a vampire. You smell good too, don't know what that is but it's interesting. I've been told I smell interesting too, little strange of a conversation note but I figure you can't really be put on any more of an edge with me than you already are. But for the interesting part about me, I'm not sure I feel really comfortable with you knowing the full truth. Suffice to say that I'm unique like you. You can press for more information but I'm not really open to telling. You know how these personal questions are." (d)


“It isn’t about the pay so much as it is about the work”… He enjoyed his work, though the statement and the fact the man was wearing something to the tune of half a year’s salary, on his GS-7 scale, in bespoke wardrobe and accessories could or should have suggested that Nick West wasn’t in it for, nor concerned about money. The long lengthy story? Daddy was a Diplomat, depending on “who” you asked and Mommy had been, still was, a socialite. He was from money. Not to the tune of filthy, stinking rich, Arab oil money, but enough independent wealth to ensure he wanted for nothing. Within reason? Unless he woke up one morning and spontaneously lost his fucking mind, went out and bought a yacht, ordered a small fleet of Bugatti Veyron’s, and developed a cocaine habit which rivaled Charlie Sheens? Than he would want for nothing. He smiled as she interpreted his being of the Pret. Ops Group as having any influence to his choice of lover. He chuckled then as she commented on his scent, and the admission of her own which he couldn’t have noticed anyway. His one talent which might have earned him a place in the category of the preternatural or paranormal ended there and with that ability. Save for it? He was as human as human could be, that was, as far as he knew. His smile widened a touch then as she went on concerning, vaguely, the unique sort of predicament each of them was in. His? Was indeed unique, though nothing like hers. “My assignment has nothing to do with my choice of ‘squeeze’… I assure you. Addison and I have a working relationship, she represents the FBI” … Via that she was their Preternatural, “special research section”, Supervisory Special Agent in Charge concerning the Seattle field office and the given district. She had also just taken over, concerning the area coven and vampire affairs, as the Master of the City… a Tidbit that Nicholas was definitely not telling. Addison could tell Kira herself, or make it known otherwise if she felt it appropriate, whereas Nick would not. “She and I have developed in other ways that compliment that working relationship”… Which Kira could interpret any which way she wanted, but concerning his choice in ‘squeeze’ he wasn’t elaborating further. He smirked though, when she commented on the fact that the both of them had interesting scents. “I wouldn’t know if I had an interesting smell or not, so I have heard”… Heard from who? Addi of course. “Not something I can pick up on. Smell is not my strong suit”… Which should have implied, concerning things un-natural, and that something was indeed a strong suit… “You seem nice enough Kira, but even if you were comfortable with telling me the whole Truth, would I want to know”?... “Hell, I am curious, I’ll give you that much”…
(d)

"Working relationship? Yeah looks a bit more, but that's your business I guess. FBI and Federal Marshal in the area is a nice idea. I bet you get all kinds of interesting things to do." She took ahold of her new drink almost as soon as Blondie came back into the area, taking a long drink of it. "Would you want to know the whole truth? Well given your previous reaction to a glimmer into my life, which is what I presume happened there...sort of like a psychic or something, you don't really want to know more. Maybe I'm the bogeywoman, maybe I'm just an innocent fresh out of college girl. I don't think you buy that any more than anyone I work with buys that I'm innocent. Am I bad news? I don't think so, I don't plan on causing any trouble that would have you or Addison in a flurry to jump into action against me. I'm simply feeling my way around the area and you surprised both of us." She leaned back in her seat and looked about the area for anything else out of the ordinary but it looked like everyone else was human. "However if I can be of help to you in any way due to my ability to smell certain things about people where you lack that ability, I'd be happy to help you out. I mean how else am I supposed to get friends?" (d)



Nick smiled a genuinely sweet smile then, the look in his eye then alluded to the fact that he and Addi indeed had a little more than just inter-agency cooperation going on. He neglected to mention the fact that they also lived together. “I think she and I have something special… Work or otherwise”… He waited for Blondie to disappear, as did Kira. “As simple as a handshake, yes, and no… given what I got in that little ‘glimmer’? I am not certain I’d like any more than the glimmer I got. Lessons learned I guess, now I know”… He knew enough to know that using his little ace in the hole, where Kira was concerned, was ill God Damn advised. His comment concerning the simplicity of what he had initiated said enough. “Serves me right”… “I am sure you understand my behavior then? Despite that”… He took another long sip of his crown, oh how it was working its magic, then lowering the glass to the table. “I know bad news Kira. Bad news is my business. I am very, highly, intimate with most things of this little here world that most know as Bad news. You? You seem pleasant enough, for a fresh out of college girl getting into the business world. Based on what my little sneak and peak? Your in a whole different dimension of “news”…. He shrugged his shoulders lightly then, as if willing to overlook it or as if it weren’t as big of a deal as his words made it sound. “Do I think you’re some bogeywoman”?... “Don’t know you well enough to call you names”… “Even then? What I saw scared me like nothing in my life. I’d be a liar if I said otherwise, and I’ve seen some pretty wild shit”.,. He tapped his fingertips gently then on the surface of the table, his gaze narrowing slightly as he peered into her eyes. He chuckled then, the thought of making friends? Wasn’t that his job? To Liaise? To know of the element he was assigned? Kira qualified, surely, and just as surely she would make a more than interesting friend. “Well then”… “Cheers to friends”?... His glass was lifted anew to meet hers, if indeed she would follow suit.
(d)

She smirked at his reaction. No, he wasn't going to call her names but that wasn't what she was getting at. Whatever it was he wanted to name her, she was pretty sure it was going to be close to what she was. "I understand your behavior, no offense taken. Not every day that someone sees under my skin like that. Unique gift you have there but it's probably not something you want to do to just anyone you don't know. But I don't know, maybe it's your normal way of feeling people out." She lifted her drink to his and smiled. She was pretty interested in getting on the good side of someone that would have some very interesting things to talk about and get into.
"Cheers to friends works for me. In other more friendly news....what is there to do in this city? I've got two weeks to fill with fun and no idea what the more interesting things are in the city to do." (d)

His smile widened slightly and then died immediately back down, once the requisite clink clank of their glasses had given report. His glass was then brought to his lips, as if to seal the deal, drinking and then setting the strong whiskey aside. "It's not every day that what I see gets under my skin like that, as I said it was a first"... He chuckled, still then a hint of caution concerning her in his eyes. "In every other instance? No one, other than myself, was the wiser... not that it's something I do all the time, with everyone I meet no"... He shrugged his shoulders as if disinterested in discussing the ability further. She knew. He knew. He wasn’t soon to use it on her again in this lifetime or the next if he had a choice in the matter. He did not want another glimmer of whatever it had been he'd seen. "The City Centre Mall is a good place for people watching, and obviously shopping. This club is probably one of the better, if not the best in the city... my opinion. There are naturally a few watering holes, Sunset Tavern being one... the only one I've been in yet. I am fairly new here myself actually. First assignment as a Marshal, graduated from our training course three weeks ago. Been here two weeks. I've been busy enough dealing with work, and other arrangements"... Other arrangements? Surely he meant the little bit of a personal life he did have, and "play" concerning his socially, by normal social standards -- not his, awkward love life.
(d)


She waved her hand, as if to dismiss the event altogether. She didn't want to push him to remember what he'd seen, which she was sure was a glimpse into hell itself now. "Different people, different reactions I suppose." She listened to him talk on about where the best places to visit would be and nodded. She'd probably do more exploring herself later but it was good to know a few key places to visit. The mall just didn't seem her cup of tea but maybe people watching would be a nice diversion from things if she got anything too serious started, by mistake of course. "Sunset Tavern. Now where is that from say.....Olive Way? I'm not sure if you're familiar with that area having just moved here yourself but honestly I can see just about everything in the city. They've these nice nifty UV blocked windows in the penthouse too so I can stand there all day looking out on things without getting my skin burned by that evil sun thing." She laughed lightly at her comment about the windows, hoping to make it a light thing to talk about. (d)

Nicholas was a man who was familiar with the concept of ‘small world’ but this? This latest revelation from Kira was almost too much. While his facial expressions did not betray the fact of his surprise, rather, his shock? His eye’s widened enough upon her utterance of the words ‘Olive’ and ‘Way’ were uttered on her part. After he’d had the windows in his Penthouse UV blocked, on account of Addi, building management decided to do the same concerning the good lot of the upper four floors… which save for 3901 where Nick and Addi lived on the 39th, top, floor had gone unsold. Part of a sales ploy he supposed, considering most vampires seemed to have money, yet not everywhere was exactly vampire friendly. The look in his eyes was inquisitive, and all the same accusing. “No”… He laughed slightly then, tilting his head slightly upon revelation that she had procured herself a penthouse in the same building. “Fucking way”… “I live on the 39th Floor”… Which as a fellow resident she’d know was the tippy top floor. He leant back in his seat and chuckled, studying Kira’s expressions then further. He did not know what to make of this, new friend and neighbor… God only knew what else. The window UV block thingy? Definitely worked. Addi could testify to that much. The concept drove him to drinking, and so the glass was tilted back and drained slowly, but completely of its contents before being set aside. He took a deep breath then and exhaled sharply. "Sunsets about... seven minutes in traffic from it"..
(D)

He'd made a point of looking her in the eye earlier and she wasn't about to give ground on that one. She just stared back with her dark brown beauties and smiled. She kept close look on his eyes from that point on and caught a small movement in them when she mentioned her residence. Was there something wrong with the building? That thought formed further when he made the "No...fucking way" comment until he fessed up to living there as well. She grinned and relaxed a little more, laughing along with him. "Ooooh you live there too? Really small world. I would have known if I ever came out of that apartment. Geez, here I've been trying to impress my bosses by making all the time I can for work. I've just been rising with the moon, doing work and then hitting the bed by the time the sun comes up." She nodded and leaned forward, enjoying the conversation probably much more than he was because from her point of view, they were becoming friends. Nick probably wanted to keep a close fucking eye on her now that he knew she was closer than he thought but she wasn't worried. There were bigger fish to fry in the world than her, well more murderous rampaging monsters. She was more the subtle corrupter than the kind of thing that was going to jump out in front of you with claws extended looking to tear into your intestines. “Seven minutes? Wow not too far at all. I guess I picked a center of everything apartment." (d)


"Indeed. It's why I picked it"... Smiling all satisfied like as he did. "Addison and I are at 3901"... She had his name and she lived in the building, and as a smart young businesswoman that she was, and more, she was probably resourceful enough to have procured the information by other means if it had been of interest. He saved her the trouble, but in return was expecting her to do the same for him. It was after all, only polite. Nick wanted to keep a close eye on anything that piqued his interest or came across his desk, friends, suspects, lovers, enemies, and everything in between. Once you were on his radar? You'd tend to stay there. "I hear you on that. I just sleep there"... Among other things in the dark. Figures he lived in a multi-million dollar penthouse, but never really got to enjoy it... or took the time to. He would, eventually, it was just his work life left little for anything else. (D)

"Ah so you are more than working buddies." There was a certain grin to that comment, as if she'd already suspected but it was now confirmed. Interesting, vampire living with whatever it was special human he was. Did that make him her "human?" So she'd been right about not wanting to be anything but friendly with him. She didn't want any vampire getting upset with her. Cranky vampire equaled bad night for her any way you cut it. "I live in 3902 with....well just me right now. Maybe I can pick myself up a gentleman one day. Best time to look is on my vacation right?" Relationships hadn't ever been a top priority for her. If it were true though that daughters tried to find men like their fathers, no one was going to be able to fill those shoes. Of course, any ol' human just wasn't going to do it for her either. There would be too much temptation to corrupt there and in that close of proximity to what she was and under the corrupting influence, it was more likely that any boyfriend would be checking into a psych ward rather than staying to be anything like a stable fiancé or anything big like that. (d)

"I try not kiss and tell, but I thought that much was more than implied"... Sly smirk was offered then, despite the glimmer prior, he was warming to the idea of Kira. Nicholas considered Addi "his" vampire, just as surely she considered him her human. Nick's smirk intensified a touch, his eyes again lit with surprise. "SO then. Were neighbors"... Chuckling, wondering where the fuck Blondie was so he could get more beveraging done. "I am sure there are plenty of eligible bachelors in this City, though what’s the rush"?... He shrugged his shoulders lightly, as if to dismiss the implied or otherwise importance of finding someone in that two week vacation she had or not. "Though I am sure you probably would have no problems on that end"... Damn, Blondie was needed! She could take that any way she wanted to, the same went with the suggestion implied in his smile that while still then quite horrified with the memory of what his intrusive touch had brought in terms of revelation... that he was then, had given her a compliment concerning her physical beauty. Nick did not have a roving eye, per say, but he would acknowledge what was true. (D)

"Neighbors indeed." Her fingers slipped down along her leg, almost looking for a moment there that she was suggestively pulling up her dress but then her fingers came to a small pouch secured around the top of her garters. Out from that pouch she procured a red cell phone, which she flipped her fingers over the top of to light up the screen with a time. His comment about the rush brought her attention back to him and she laughed lightly. "However much I might look like I don't have problems getting a...date, I must have some high standards because the regular ol' men about just don't do it for me. I've not had anything that could truly be called a date since high school prom.
No rush on getting a date now though but to tell you the truth, I could use an exciting night." (d)