He was suave, was he the one she was suppose to be after?
The bass in the club was loud, it was a dark and haunting sound that filled the room. Music was an interesting tool against humans and lunar creatures alike. It could make them happy, sad, pleasured, angry, it bended them any way it wanted. Dreamer moved through the crowd, watching the faces on people as she passed. People were moving to the beat, curling against eachother in a sensual manner, or simply dancing alone to their own beat. It was a den of vampires, and to them she looked like a simple human. She was even able to mask her smell, her light gray eyes looked around until she found the one in a top hat.
He was in a VIP seat with a bunch of his posse, obviously looking like he owned the place.
For now she simply watched, swaying side to side as the music played. Her long midnight hair had reached a little farther then her mid back. All of her scars were gone, her horns and tail hidden by magic. Tonight she made sure she looked appealing, if only for the simple fact that she was going to end this mans life.
At this club, people wore what they wanted, a gothic attire, black underwear, furry ears, cosplay, it was all mismatched. However it suited the place, it was a band of 'misfits' congregated in one area. 'Be yourself' seemed to be the motto.
She fell along the trend, a pair of black underwear, strapless bra, thigh high tights with boots that almost reached as high. Around her neck was a large gold piece of jewelery that stretched around her collar bone like a gypsy, strands of gold wrapped around her shoulders and dipped into her stomach. Even though her eyes were a dull cloud color, the gold and black around her eyes illuminated them.