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Klaus quickly runs behind a car.
"Why the fock are you doing this?"

"You dumb a*****e don't you realize what you are doing?"
Klaus gets up and kicks the car twards Justin and jumps in a sewer as Justin has no choice but to get out of its way thus leaving him some time to run away.

As Sam was coming around the corner...just about to go into the bar, she saw these two people finishing up a fight...but she didn't care...so she just ignored what was going on and went into the bar...where she saw a bar...and lots and lots of other things....but she just went to the bar and ordered a Pina Colata...

Rogue had been watching this young man for awhile. She moved with unusual speed and to the normal eye would have 'appeared' in the empty seat next to this hunter.
"You really don't think it wise to hunt inside an establishment of this nature, do you?"

Kevin sighed, his eyes closing slightly behind his midnight black hair. The bottle of vodka, still in his hand, didn't move, and his smile faded slightly but remained none the less. He knew exactly who this woman was. He had been visiting the Las' Noches for the past two years, and he had done his research on it as well as getting information from other patrons and interrigations.

"Well, considering the insurmountable odds I would be against, as well as the power of you alone, I could say that my chances of survival are small, Miss Rouge." His eyes glinted, but he took no hostile action nor provoked in any way. "However, I don't think that you'd want a scene to be made here, with all of the mortals around. The word is out, from what I've heard, and your kind is in a bit of a pickle. Not the good kind, like Bread and Butter Pickles..... Damn those are good.... But the bad kind, like ones that sit too long in a Desert."

Kevin paused, turning his head so he was facing Rouge. His hazel eyes stared right through his hair into hers, unwavering and calm, as if trying to stare at her very soul. It wasn't in a bad way, but they were searching for something.

His smile went from lustful and bloodthirsty to an enjoyable, welcoming smile. He held out the bottle to Rouge, his hair still completely covering his eyes.

"But to answer your first question, no, I don't think it would be wise to hunt in an establishment of this nature. Stalk prey outside and wait for them to go down that lonely dark ally? Oh, I think it's an ingenious plan. Well, that and explosives and gunfire wouldn't mix well in one of my favorite dance pads. So relax. And besides, I've had my fill of excitement today. I am a tad short on ammunition and only have a grenade and a stick of C4 left. Fighting someone as honorable and powerful as you deserves... my complete attention."

His eyes were still locked on Rouges, the smile still on his face and the bottle still outstretched.

"So I suppose I mean to say that I am not here to pick a fight, and I would much rather admire your beauty and grace, your amazingly silky hair, and your cute and inviting smile. It's not often I get to sit in the presence of such a powerful being of your stature and elegance."

There was no sarcasm in his voice, and he truly meant what he said. Then again, Kevin didn't really understand sarcasm to begin with. It was like trying to explain quantum physics to a squirrel. No, wait. A FLYING SQUIRREL!

"Good to know you're not completely suicidal. I rather like my establishment here. It has its own special charm."
She smiled at his compliments but it was the only movement she made while she listened to him. She liked his style and outright bluntness.
His name was Kevin. She knew that much...not by any deductive reasoning, but moreso because she picked his name out of his mind. Her eyes lit up as if on fire, the glint of glowing emerald as she examined his aura and pulled the information gently from his mind.

His hazel eyes were sincere. This she did not expect.

"The word may be...out as you say. But I would not worry about a scene. I have my own form of damage control at my disposal." Her smile widened showing her teeth...fangs slightly elongated, but only for a mere half a second.

As his hand held the bottle of vodka, she slowly put her hand atop his, her eyes locked on his, the gesture speaking for itself, asking for a drink from the bottle.

Kevin's gaze finally wandered down to Rouge's hand, the one on his, attempting to have some of the strong drink he ordered. He reached up with his free hand and took Rouge's in it, holding her hand softly. He noticed the temperature of it, felt the smooth skin, and was still smiling warmly. The neck of the bottle was placed in hers, and Kevin closed her fingers around it. He let go completely, the vodka in Rouge's posession. He leaned back in his chair, looking over at Rouge again. Only this time, his eyes traveled over her face and neck, which were very inviting, and her beautiful body seemed to be formed by a godess of some sort.

He stopped, realized he was checking out a vampire, and quickly turned and faced the dancefloor, his cheeks glowing a slight red, blood rushing to his face. He was a man after all, and although he could suppress certain feelings and emotions at time, sometimes his body simply acted on it's own. He suddenly felt the room get a tad bit warmer. Either that, or he was beginning to get slightly nervous or embaressed.

"Suicidal? Me? No, now where would you get that impression?" He grinned, laughing in a cool, relaxed manor. His eyes were still on the dancefloor, one of his hands on the table now, just resting towards the middle. He was making circles with his pointer finger, thinking as he did so. "This place does indeed have it's own charm. I rather enjoy it as well." He had caught the mere half-second of canines and understood.

"And yes, you most likely could control the situation." He mused. "Well, at least to a certain extent. I suggest we simply not bother doing anything destructive tonight. True, I'm full of energy, but not the kind you'd think. I... need to just relax and calm these... bodily emotions. They've been bothering me lately, and I am having trouble controlling them...." He sighed, his face glowing bright red (blushing furiously but unsure of how to stop). Telling the truth all the time was embaressing, but to lie would be dishonorable.

Kevin hated lies.

"So tell me, Miss Rouge, I'd like to discuss a few matters with you, casually of course. And I won't beat around the bush, it's about this whole matter of vampires being exposed to the public. But before we get down to it, how has your evening been going? How have you been lately, and is there anything new around here? Or, rather, is there anything new in your exciting life?"

Kevin was asking with a truely interested expression. Rouge had his complete attention, and he had never had a talk with a beautiful titan of death and beauty before.

Jasie....?

Alice sat on a barstool and continued surveying the environment, taking it all in. She had always dodged cities in her earlier years and it was the first time she had ever been with so many people at once. It was a very different experience and she could almost feel the rampant emotions of everyone in the room.

Stuff like this takes getting used to I suppose. This is New York after all! I've been wandering around all my life, not really settling down. At least, not till now.

She turned towards the bartender again and held up her glass. He nodded and poured her another drink. Alice faced the crowd again, watching.