Club Dischordia- Open/Walk-in/ Now Hiring

[S.Lyger]

~Andreas 'King' Bonvia ~
~ Envoy of the End ~

King sat calmly within the underground VIP room, Ann had taken him down their as the morning approached, and he found himself already feeling quite comfortable. A rather cute and surprisingly innocent looking girl sat next to his leg, leaning against the comfortable chair in which he sat, her head resting on his leg. Her eyes were closed, a trickle of blood could be seen drying from a pair of holes within her neck. The atmosphere about them danced with life, as rave music pumped into the speakers, though not quite as loud as upstairs, all around them people weaved and danced about each other, faces poised in excitement and glee the likes of which seemed almost too much, as though perhaps it was just an illusion.

Upon closer inspection most of their eyes bore striking resemblance to his own in that the pupils were widened considerably as though they were all high. Pale digits rustled themselves through thick dark red strands of the girl's hair the rested on his leg. Leaned back into the chair he was seemingly gone, his perception allowing the music to lull his mind further and further into a semi-conscious state where in he seemingly sank into the world about him. He was very much enjoying himself, contemplating if there'd ever come a time when they'd grow tired of him, it seemed for the time being he'd found a new place he could call home.

[ImNoHero]

"Naw, Im good. 'ppreciate."

He gladly replied before sipping his drink. His eyes settling back onto the man for a moment as he replied in Russian, then welcomed him as if he was an old friend. How good it felt to be part of an ethnic background where the folk of similar background had an understanding brotherhood, a fellowship of sorts. His reply was swift and simple, though still in his native tongue.

"Очень приятно."

A phrase that translated into "Nice to meet you.". He hit his cigarette once more and inhaled before taking another sip of his crown and coke. Exhaling after the drink he chuckled lightly, mostly to himself. He was already stoned, now he just needed a few drinks and he might be ready to make his day a bit more entertaining.

[Voodoo Temptation]

Ann's attention moved to her lover for a moment, and she gave him a bright smile before walking over to him. Most women would be mad, but there was a gentle loving smile on her face as she neared him and leaned forward. Placing her hand on top of his, in a greeting." Don't worry about it, love. I promise things will get better. It's all about running a new business." She replied to him as she adjusted to stand on her tippy toes and look over the bar to him. On the paper was a bunch of figures and numbers, and names. There was even a few drops of blood on it from her last meal, but then again this was just a rough draft. " It's the list of our supplies and I need to know if there's anything you need before I send it out."

[The Egotist]

Voodoo Temptation

Ann's attention moved to her lover for a moment, and she gave him a bright smile before walking over to him. Most women would be mad, but there was a gentle loving smile on her face as she neared him and leaned forward. Placing her hand on top of his, in a greeting." Don't worry about it, love. I promise things will get better. It's all about running a new business." She replied to him as she adjusted to stand on her tippy toes and look over the bar to him. On the paper was a bunch of figures and numbers, and names. There was even a few drops of blood on it from her last meal, but then again this was just a rough draft. " It's the list of our supplies and I need to know if there's anything you need before I send it out."

J.J. -- The Wayward Gunmage

"Thank you for reminding me,
Of why I'm sick inside."---


{{Looks like I'm undertaking the trip home any minute now, so if you'll hafta continue without me. Sorry all. >.<}}

"Yeah, I guess so. I gotta say, killing people was a far easier job." He shook his head, before taking another sip of his whiskey, glancing down at the list of orders she'd made.

"It all looks good... I do my own ordering for the Underground, so I don't need to add anything like that to the list... Just order me a few bottles of good Cognac, the expensive stuff." He grinned; He certainly loved his booze.










--- "Thank you for the venom,
Did you think it would paralyze?"


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[GrayFox436]

OOC

Hola, Voodoo. You know what I'm good for. If you need anything just let me know and I'll send a Soft "Sales Associate" over.

[Lord Arrion]

GrayFox436

OOC

Hola, Voodoo. You know what I'm good for. If you need anything just let me know and I'll send a Soft "Sales Associate" over.

OOC

I am the "Sales Associate."

[Voodoo Temptation]

.:. Dude, both of y'all to the OOC thread.

And thank you, Gray. You know I appreciate you.

Arrion- >.> Seriously? .:.

[S.Lyger]

~Andreas 'King' Bonvia ~
~ Envoy of the End ~

 

King's head began to nod almost subconsciously, the music seemed to get louder and louder in his ears. Sitting up he tapped the girl on her head gently, she moaned and turned to look up at him,

"wha.. huh?" she mumbled still clearly disoriented, he smirked standing in a smooth quick motion, his finger reaching down beneath her chin and lifting her body to her feet. For a moment she dangled mid-air appearing something akin to a marionette, arms hanging limply at her sides. Bringing her face up to his own her eyes opened slightly, tilting his head to the side he smirked down at her,

"time to wake up my dear" he whispered, bringing up his thumb to brace her chin in his grasp and turn her slightly. Veins raised beneath the skin under his eyes, tracing crimson trails up his face and filling his pale eyes with blood. Fangs bared his head snapped forward, plunging into her neck, and he sucked hard against the two open holes, her hot blood pumping down his throat at the beat of her heart.

Amidst the seemingly random chaos the few others about them seemed not to notice, continuing to frolic and dance about the room like rave sprung teenagers peaking in their roll. Feeling her nearing the edge, her body becoming more and more limp within his grasp he'd pull back dramatically, as though literally trying to stop himself, with some apparent opposition. He breathed heavily a moment, looking up at the girl now almost as pale as he was, he savored every drop, feeling it revitalizing him, empowering him...

[endless p r e l u d e]

[[ What's the pace of this thread? ]]

[Voodoo Temptation]

.{. Not very fast yet. .}.

[Voodoo Temptation]

Ann had holopad in hand as well as a glass of thick red wine and her solid gold long drag, she had made her way towards King. Her sapphire eyes were dancing behind the glasses that covered her eyes as if she was watching something. She was in fact,it was information on dragon's the human's had came up with. It always caused her to laugh when she watched something on her own race. Though, a party soon came on that caused her to blow some smoke out of her nose, her eyes narrowing down the screen. A loud growl escaped the woman and she instantly clicked the screen off, before shoving it in her dress as she walked.

[Shandi of Wadjet]

The noise outside the Club Discordia began to dim as an unnatural fog began to roll in. The soft pad of feet and the creak of wooden wheels sounded in the distance, the noise quickly drawing closer. Soon enough, the streetlights illuminated a team of eight emaciated young women in ragged dresses hooked into harnesses as they pulled an orate black carriage. The crack of a whip sounded over their heads, the coach driver a healthier looking young lady in a coachman's outfit. Her eyes were blank, and her motions seemed automatic, not done of her free will.

As the carriage rolled to a stop, the door swung open and a set of stairs slid down. From the dark depths of the carriage emerged a beautiful, pale woman. Her low cut, golden dress bristled with wealth and power, as did her cold, black eyes. Stepping down onto the street, she looked over the exterior of the building she could see. "So, this is Discordia, how drab looking," she said in a throaty voice with a thick Hungarian accent. A hint of her gleaming, pointed eyeteeth could be seen as she spoke through ruby lips.

[Voodoo Temptation]

The club was empty but the sound of a heart beat echoed around the area, strong like the bass but smooth like blood flow freely. Soon a voice entered the sound, and was softly almost like it was humming. " Only for those who hold beauty of themselves." Her voice carried on the wind as a mess of white rose petals billowed around the woman as she entered the bar. Soon they moved away from her and towards the bar, were sitting on it cross legged, appeared a dragon and demon mixed woman. She had white flowing hair and wings that seemingly blended into them. Dangling from her lips was a solid gold pipe that she puffed from every few moments.

" I'm Ann, what can I get you?" German and strong, it carried to the woman with no problems as Ann, flipped around and jumped off the cherry would bar, and leaned up against it, waiting on the woman's answer to her question.

[Shandi of Wadjet]

Elizabeth smiled, but it was more of a cruel smirk. She moved towards the bar, her dress flowing, her boots making no noise. "That would depend on how young your donors are. On how chaste they have been," she said. "My tastes are very... particular." She looked around the club, as if appraising the building for purchase.

[Voodoo Temptation]

The dragon smirked, her eyes narrowing completely down behind her thick rimmed glasses. Moving around, she shifted a bit and pointed her nose to the sky, with a deep sigh in the woman's race and scent came flying at the Ann. The smirk only grew as she tilted her head back down, letting a plume of smoke escape her nostrils as she breathed out." Vampire, eh? I have the innocent blood of angels, to a young maidens." She said softly as her tail twitched behind her, the gold long drag coming back to her lips to rest between the black lips.