Jay climbed up onto the stage, looking to the steel pole which went from floor level right up into the ceiling. The hounds snarled and leapt onto the stage, they bodies stiff as they approached Jay aggressively the white flame licking at the empty sockets as they bunched their shoulders, ready to pounce. Jay gasped as she saw their body language, quickly leaping onto the pole, climbing with her shins pressed to the cold metal as she climbed to the top quickly, a skill she had learnt prior to becoming a bar tender obviously.
Her eyes showed no emotion as she glanced back down at the hounds, they now circled the pole anxiously, something was not right inside the bar, maybe it was her own uneasy feeling that was setting them off. Never the less the woman would not be able to stay on the pole forever, deciding that she might as well think things over while safe she held the pole with both hands, sliding her legs around it so that it was firmly gripped between her thighs.
This way she could stay up at the top without using energy, only concentration, which she barely needed considering she had done it many times before...So in a sense it was second nature to sit as she was, right hand resting lazily on the cold steel while she ran her left fingers through her slightly tangled hair.
[******** demon dogs, got me running inside my own bar..." She would stiffen suddenly as she swore she felt eyes on her, she was not alone.
Jay would glance about slowly, trying to see what it was that was here, surely she had not been followed, or it could be the demon playing tricks on her again..
"Luna is that you, this isn't funny any more!" She would call out, her heart rate increasing as she waited for some kind of reply.