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As the man tried to get his friend up and drag him off, Laurette pinned both of them to the ground, grinning. One down under her foot and the other she held by his hair. "Oh no, you called me a 'b***h'. Ha! How many times have I been called that!?" She laughed as they were clearly horrified. "....I'd be weaker if I killed scum like you. Strong lycans don't hunt weak punks like you." Letting them go, she kicked the one that had been under her foot across the room and she punched the other one in the face hard enough to break his jaw. Her grin vanished, they hadn't even had the chance to pull out their guns. Turning around and putting her hands in her pockets, she collapsed down into a chair. "Hey, you want to kill them? Hunting helpless punks like that goes against the few ethics I still have."

True made she and Wadjet appear across the street from the club, breaking the kiss and smiling up at him.

True smiled and walked in, liking that tonight they were playing Techno really loud. The crowds were hopping and god knows doing other things in the dark corners. The place smelt of sweat, alcohol and good times. She turned to Wadjet and smiled. "What do you want to drink?" She yelled over the people and music.

Thais watched a few more people spill into the club and realized it was getting too crowded, and she had to make a stop, and quick.

She leaned toward Sunny and Destiny and spoke quietly, "Well, you girls decide what my help is worth to you, and you come find me. I'll be in the black market. Shopping." She brought the cup of coffee up to her lips once more and walked out, drawing in her coat around her against the cool night's breeze.

Wadjet found a booth in the corner and sat down. Closing his eyes, he let out a sigh of relief. The pounding music, the thick smells of smoke and alcohol, the seemingly endless party... This was a typical environment for him. He smirked, thinking to himself, I will manage to get drunk tonight.

Banshee walked into the club at sat down at the bar, ordering a drink. Her face and expression was perfectly calm and collected. When she got the drink, she held the shot glass in her hand, looking down into it. That's what happens when I show how I actually feel.... They become rightfully afraid. Banshee never had wanted anyone to fear her, but with those two men in specific, she knew that that was the only way to get through to them. They didn't have kind hearts... No. Unlike Hawk, Mercy, Michael, and her other closest companions, her beloved, her family...
She took a drink before finishing her thought. The familiar warm fuzzy feeling appeared in her chest for a split moment, but her mind remained unaltered.

Banshi looked up at Mercy and offered a kind smile. "Really now?" She turned her head and saw the white haired girl... Banshi could swear that she knew her, but no name or information came to mind. Looking back to Mercy, Banshi gave her a few dollars and rested her hand on her shoulder. "Here... you should get yourself something to eat or drink, alright Mercy? After I'm finished talking to the girl over there, perhaps we can go out or train if you want to." Squeezing her shoulder reassuringly, Banshi stood up and walked over to where the young girl sat. A million things were racing through her mind at once, for as always, although it was perhaps her greatest strength... Banshi over thought, made note of, and remembered everything. She stopped a few feet away from the girl and put her hands into her pockets. Even though it was nearing winter, Banshi had never bothered replacing her trench coat. "Hello." She smiled.