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Rosa looked between the two that Vampy spoke of and found herself wondering if the one called Almas would be able to capture anyone, "I will offer up Duncan's help if you Almas is unable to capture the woman if she is as dangerous as you say she is... as for Aludra, he is quite young, normally I wouldn't allow him into my establishment but I suppose I can give him a pass since nothing untoward happens until night fall in the main area."

She didn't want to risk her girls being in dangerous, her customers well being, or the reputation of Dream so it would appear that while she had no choice but to accept their help she wouldn't let them tromp around her place in whatever way they liked.

Aludra was silent for the remainder of interactions between Duncan and Vampy, though he did have the adrenaline-boosting fight-or-fight reflex boiling up in his veins until the woman exited the building and seemed to have enough power to be able to break up any would-be fight. Not that he thought either of the two parties would end up in a physical confrontation, but he wouldn't really be surprised in the long run.

When his purpose of this mission was stated by Vampy once again, he felt blood flood his face, turning everything to the tips of his ears crimson as his eyes dropped to the ground. And to think that he'd almost forgotten that he was meant to be a lure for this demonness. That only made the whole strip club portion of this ordeal harder to deal with, assuring himself that Aden was the first person he was going to see once he returned to the Facility. The greed child glanced up when he was mentioned by the woman and gave a faint chuckle and a soft half-smile.

"I can assure you, ma'am, that I have no interest in any of your other employees," he murmured, a quiet statement in defense of himself against the general male attitude toward females. He trembled when it was moved that he should go with the older woman, his height only making him feel younger than he actually was as he flicked his tail gently behind himself, giving the woman a faint, awkward smile. Ready to go as he would ever be, he supposed...

Almas drew in a deep breath and nodded, "I can do that." If it were him having to catch the woman it was more difficult for him to consider to doing but he wanted to be able to do anything he could for his Boss and as such gave a smile, "I won't let you down, Vampy." He murmured before trotting off quickly to follow around the edge of the building and followed it around to the back to wait at the back door, to be ready for the woman's retreat. He could only hope that the scent of Vampy's blood on him would give him a somewhat demonic aura so that he would appear as being more intimidating that he looked.

Passed the rather dull doors that the wrath blooded spawn guarded was a rather luxurious sort of place, there were many booths set up where the girls would bring their customers to sit, to talk with them, share drinks, and all of them faced a center stage that various people and various acts performed. Everything, every little detail, made it seem almost like a fantasy world given that most of the people that came here came to get away from their normal lives. The girls here, hostesses all of them, were good at playing characters so as to fufill the fantasies of each person. There were two spiraling stair cases that went up to the top floor where the girls's rooms were located and door behind the stage that went to the dressing rooms and to where Rosalind's bedroom was located. For the moment the lights were on due to it not being set up to be a seductive manner given the time of day and most of the girls weren't present as they would either be getting dressed for the night or still napping.

One of the girls was dressed in very sheer fabric, Arabian knights style, personally she liked the way the fabric covered her mouth, it made it so much more seductive. Of course she would remain silent as much as she could..her southern bell accident tended to ruin the image. Still she danced on a pole waiting for someone to perk her interest.

The woman had noticed him as soon as he had entered the club. It was hard to not noticed him, given his shock of pink hair the motteled skin and tail. Her heart skipped a beat, though she act cool and continued to dance as he approached her.

She played coy, her gaze slipping to him as she swung on the pole until she was on the floor doing the splits.

"Oh I dunno suga...it's never too early..." She replied her southern accent clashing with her costume completely. "You like what you see darlin?" She coo'd as she rolled onto her stomach pressing her large chest into the floor before she moved to sit up flauting her assests a bit as she moved closer to him.

He looked young, too young to be in here. Besides the fact he looked...simply scrumptious she wondered what the deal was. Duncan was working...and he was fairly strick about who he let in.

The brief fluttering of Aludra's anklewings was his attempt to release his nerves out through his feet. It was not working, though, only making him pray harder that Vampy was able to get all of this stupid stuff done with asap so he could go hide from all of the frighteningly forward women in the world in Aden's- ...arms. Which seemed a little backwards - praying for someone like Vampy to- oh, it didn't need to be explained, he needed to stay present and continue pretending that he was interested in women.

For some reason, the way that the woman spoke and her current appearance almost made Aludra feel bad for what he was doing. She seemed like such the stereotypically sweet woman, but he had to remind himself that she was a demonness and that he had promised that he would do this. Ugh, acting was hard...

Despite that, his smirk was able to get wider, eyes drinking in that which was presented to him in what he hoped was a heterosexual manner. Tracing his tongue across his lips, he made sure to follow her movements with his eyes, tail slowly flipping back and forth behind him. "Who wouldn't?" he asked simply, tail curving upward to flick behind him as stepped ever-closer, arms propping his chin up on the stage as he continued to look the curvaceous female over. "After all, I must be a lucky, lucky boy to get a sight like this all to myself."

Geez, he was better at this than he thought.

An odd shiver ran up the boy's spine as his gesture was mimicked, though he was quick to dismiss it as his nerves acting up rather than any form of attraction to this woman. He hadn't even had a thought that he might have picked the wrong girl, but considering she was one of the only people in the club, it seemed to make the most sense. After all, if Vampy was right about what she'd been doing, it would make sense that she would be the first to start working, wouldn't it?

"Oh, you could be?" he questioned with that ever-present smirk, mind running a million miles a minute and not showing on his face in the least. Greed demonness, was she? Well, he wasn't completely sure of whether or not she was the same as he or Drake, but he had no reason to believe otherwise. It was only his currently poor relationship with Lira that caused his next move, the young spawn pulling a ribbon out of his pocket, the end of which held a familiar jeweled pendant that he'd mistakenly brought with him to his parent meeting.

He lifted it into his hand, holding tight to the ribbon and letting the pendant itself hang over the back of his hand, trying to gauge for a reaction as he held it toward her. "Any chance that this little trinket could tickle the fancy of a pretty girl like you?" Even as he offered it, he wondered if he would be able to give it up. He'd already lost his halo in the same day... but Vampy would be able to get it back, right? No, wrong. Shouldn't bank on that. He had... other things. Of course. Just... he could just remember that.