Mikaela Loque
Name Raine Harker
Age 16
Race Human
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Likes: Drawing, Writing, Theater, Boys
Dislikes: Stupidity, violence.
"Hmph." Raine brushed her dark bangs from her eyes and adjusted her choker in the mirror of the club bathroom. The pounding music outside was muted by the closed door and the bright fluorescent light up above buzzed with cold stark contrast to the flashing pink lights just outside the door. As usual, her bangs fell ever so slightly in front of her eyes. She needed to get them trimmed soon. It looked somewhat sexy with her dark hair shrouding one eye, but to her it was just a nuisance. She sighed and tugged on her skirt. She walked out into the club. She closed her eyes and danced along with the pulsing techno, her hips moving and her back arched as she danced away every irritation and disappointment she had experienced that week. Her dance moved in tandem with the music...yet, when one looked at her, it seemed like she was the only one in the room...lost in her own world.