Asylum...

Elle heads into the pounding beats at Asylum, hungry and wanting druggie blood tonight. She tosses her dark hair over her shoulder, the mini dress she is wearing barely covers the curve of her ass, low cut enough that her belly button shows, the scrap of fabric just enough to not get her arrested for indecency.

She heads for the bar, looking for something to play with.

Elle's darkly shadowed eyes take in the crowd, her ghoul not working out like she had hoped she is now on the hunt for a better one.

Seraphina looks to where Lioni is pointing out a woman dressed rather scandalously she arches an eyebrow more to herself than anyone else it dawns on her that she recognizes the woman what was her name Elle yes that was it she was appointed to a Primogen spot at the court she approaches the woman standing at the bar "May I help you ma'am" she asks putting a polite smile on her face.

A Mike please. she says, ordering something laced with blood.

Blood red lips curbed just barely into an almost imperceptible half smile as she gave her first step into the Asylum, the black needling heeled knee high boots making that distinctive sound of a runaway walk, each step designed to make the long, strong yet so soft legs look all the more desirable as she advanced into the the dancefloor...

The scandalously short black skirt adorned with a ruffled underskirt, both far too whide and high to do its job properly, reminding of those Lolita outfits that are so popular in this types of places, in those types of fantasies, for that its exactly what it is meant to do, barely cobering her perfectly shaped behind right till the end of her lower back, where that delightfully provocative ‘Angel’ tattoo rests still.

A confidently exposed waist, letting everybody willing to, stare at her nable with impunity, that gentle curb in the middle of her almost imposibly thin waist, so enticing, just a promise of the world of pleasures she brings, as one’s eyes go up, the black gothic corsash taking over, covering just enough of those full and soft breasts of hers, raising them more then their fair share making it all the harder for the eye, should it ever dare, avoid them...

Her pale skin made even paler with makeup, nothing over the top, just enough for one to notice, darkening her eyes, just a hint of shadow over them, very subtle, yet just enough for a careful observer to notice, making her bright blue eyes and her crimson lips all that much important to the sight.

Free straws of evon black hair falling over her face and cheeks, as she kept it wild, free and long as always, allowing for it to flow just slightly as she walked and dance with her rapidly and gracefully as she did the same, ripping at the dance floor with all her fury and sensuality...

Her sensual movements following the maddening rythm of the music, hips waving to it, her long legs shifting with the tones, even with those imposibly high heels on her feet, arcking her back slowly, in such a desirable way it was simply too dificult to look away, and no one does, or almost at the very least, for that is what she wants, she understood just enough, the power of the blood, just barely to knowhow to use her atraction to call for anyone knowing enough to react, her hands brushing the naked skin of her bare legs before going up, almost lifting her skirt, drawing the line of her body and breasts, climbing up to her hair, playing with the free mane, sinking her fingers into it, messing it up just slightly as she almost seemed to bite into thin air, filled and brimming with desire just to awaken the need of all those present...


(04-04 15:33:42 Mandy rolls 10 dice to Awe (used WP) 4 successes
9,1,2,3,4, 4,2,9,5,10, 10,5 )

Elle's gaze instantly lock on the girl when she walks in.

Interesting to play with...But what else can she offer...

She waits for her drink, crossing her own perfectly long legs and hoping that eventually the wicked little creature on the dancefloor would get thirsty and come to the bar.

Seraphina comes back moments later with Elle's drink and places it down in front of her "Will there be anything else" she asks scanning the crowd to see what has caught the woman's attention.

No...Nothing else. But thank you... Elle replies, surprised that the owner of the club would hire someone with such a strong beast that could scare away other Kindred.

She sips at her drink, taking in the expensive clothing on the girl on the dance floor.

She has money from somewhere.....

Her skill unmatched as she moves across the dancefloor, joining whoever she wishes but just for a second, fluttering, like a butterfly, barely staying long enough for them to react, to desire, their attention captive on her while she dances, body waving and spinning with the speed and grace of a flying bird, dodging even some of the most ethusiastic dance partners, gaining distance just to pull them back in, laughing and pretending to not be looking behind their shoulders, for what she had really come looking for...

When the music came to a soft stop, giving just enough time for people to take a breath, she stopped too, as gently as the music had, finally dignifying herself to walk towards the bar, if any of them was here, they probably noticed and that meant she only had to wait till one came close...

"Give me a J-Lo please..." She asked with the biggest smile on her lips as she walked to the bar.

Seraphina backs away slightly but keeps an eye on the woman all the same while still dealing with other patrons because she knows she still has a job to do even if this one needs to be watched.

I'll get her drink. Elle says, throwing a hundred dollar bill down for Seraphina.

Seraphina takes the money up off the bar and fixes the other woman's drink and places it in front of her then goes back to other duties behind the bar such as putting away glasses something that would keep her close to Elle but not look as though she is purposefully staying close.

Elle eyes the tender slightly suspiciously but turns to the pretty thing next to her.

Come here often?

Davis had finally finished what he was doing and needed to actully 'Talk' to somebody in the family about his current delimma so he decided to stop in and see his sister. As he walked in he could feel the other beasts around him ratteling his making him wonder how many were here...he also felt his....Kitten...a smile crept across his face, he slipped into the shadows and found a seat to watch her hunt and enjoy the show. Stopping a Waitress he asked her to tell the mistress of the house that she had a visitor setting a fifty on her tray he slipped deep into the booth and tried to blend as best he could

{for those attempting to look, PM me a Wits+Comp roll}

Elle leans over to the hot little number that just got reprimanded.

So.. First time here?

Elle looks over and sees Dog, remembering him from the fight.

"Hey." she says simply, giving him once over and turning back to the naughty thing beside her.

The girl’s smile grew bigger as she found such a beautiful woman offering to pay her drink, not that she needed her too, but it was always nice when it happened, even if it was often that it did, altho she had to admit, this was the first time a girl had being that straight forward...

However, when she felt the cold hand of another woman, this one aproaching her directly about ‘her power’ in such a blunt and cold way Mandy couldn’t help but obey, something within her naturally shrinking in the presence of that intimidating figure behind her, suddenly everything about her turning quieter, stiller, like if somehow the brightness on her had misteriously banished, leaving the of course still incredibly charming and lovely figure of a very young woman with the seductively divine figure of a goddess, yet that supernatural atraction silently dispelling in matter of a heartbeat.

“Y... yeah, first time here” She answered to Elle’s question, almost muttering through those lovely red lips, swallowing gently as she stared around with suddenly very cautious eyes, almost seeming scared for a second, wondering how many of their numbers where trully Damned.

And what did you come looking for little one? Elle purrs, truly around the same size as the wicked little thing, but Elle refers to her youth .

Blood...

Her might whispered of its own accord, causing her to swallow involuntarily, the sole memory of it, of it's taste, the very sight, all still haunting, making her crave it all the more, but she knew she had to control it, at least for now, to hold herself and force it not to show.

"Actually...
I think I found it" She answered smiling softly in Elle's direction, there seemed to be something special about this group of people, they seemed to react more strongly to each other then to anyone else, and the intimidating woman behind her had even know about 'her power', so it was worth the risk "Do you happen to know Charles Black?"

Elle tilts her head.

Why yes I do, he has been missing for quite some days.... How do you know him? she purrs silkily, eyes like a cobras, so striking one cant look away.

For a second she wondered if they should try and find him, a flicker of guilt sinking into her stomach, only to be swallowed entirely by that terrible hunger still raising inside her, the addiction that needed to be fed, now, otherwise, she couldn't bre it anymore...

I'll try to find him afterwards... afterwards.

She told herself as she returned to what she knew she needed, no matter what else might be going on, she could deal with that later, at any rate another Kindred could be useful in helping Charles when she found him, if she found him "[Color=Yellow]You

(Grrr, suddenly I realize I don't see an Edit button anywhere... so I'm adding the rest here)


"You... you haven't seeing him either?"

She tried to not sound as woried as she really was a tad of pride on her side forbidding she would show too much need since the begining before trying to explain herself "It's just...
I... well... I am looking for him..."

"I see... And why are you looking for him?" she asks, the girl's hungry gaze telling Elle everything.

"I... I just... " She swallowed hard, trying to not just say it, the fact that she NEEDED HIS BLOOD, not to mention the fact she wasn't sure any Kindred's blood might do the trick, but needed to risk it if she wanted it to stop hurting anytime soon, so she came up with an excuse, a fast one "I work for him"

Elle sees Davis down at the end of the bar with Dog, pondering whether or not she should stay in case the guy bolts.

Now now.... Dont be silly Pretty One..." Elle purs, playing cat and mouse.

She 'innocently' bites her tongue , "Ouch...." she says and smiles slowly, the blood staining her teeth.

At the sight of it, she couldn't help but swallow one more time, and not just a quiet motion, this time a noticeable gulp, something in her was about to give up, so she drew closer, the sole sight more then enough to tempt, blushing madly at the only posibility, would she dare?

A soft step got her closer, leaning in, her own lips unconciously looking for those of Elle as she asked "Why would I be silly?"

Silly to resist getting what you want... But if I give you something I have...you have to give me something you have, she purrs, speaking of blood of course, Elle hungry.

Whats your name sweet heart? Elle asks, returning small kisses but refusing to open her mouth that is so full of the blood Mandy craves.

Maybe we should just go outside for a little bit ,,? Come back to my place?

She frowned as she found no trace of the taste in Elle's lips, suffering slightly at the notion of it not being there, having to resist the urge to lick her lips, or try to force her to open her mouth in some other, less polite way...

"Mandy..." She answered with a deep blush in her cheeks, suddenly realizing they had just kissed like nothing, then again, reminding herself where they were, it wasn't so terribly surprising, still, she found herself obliged to give her full name "Amanda Crassus...
And yours?"

Thank you Lioni, you are too kind, I will drop you a payment later this week, Elle smiles widely, rather impossibly gorgeous when she isnt snarling at something.

"Come with me Mandy....You can have want you want."

Mandy almost giggles at her luck, she might like this woman a lot more the Charles even, nodding in aproval as she followed Elle to the room...