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 Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 7:52 am
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♫ ℒacey ℋancock ♫
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Lacey took another sip of her sake as the lady started to speak again. "I see," she uttered quietly in response. Of course she wanted to know how the both of them defied time, but unlike Mel, she wasn't one to ask pester people about themselves that much. She preferred to let them tell her if they wanted her to know. Regardless of her calm behavior, her mind was racing with all the possibilities. It was so exciting to her. All this fantasy being reality. Luckily, she wasn't near getting to the tipsy stage so she wasn't acting all giddy about it like she did with Christoph.
The young girl took another sip as she thought about the question that was asked. It felt like Yuko was watching her every move to try and figure her out. Not that it made her uncomfortable or act differently in any way. It was merely an observation. Lacey set down her choko and looked up at the Japanese lady next to her. "Probably not much," she started, "Christoph is connected to this place...a place that is alive." Lacey paused a moment to rest her hand on the bar gently. Her eyes followed her hand as she stroked it once. A small smile appeared on her face as her mind wandered slightly. "And there are many kinds of customers," she began again after looking back that the lady, "like ghosts and werewolves."
Lacey smiled to show she was finished before turning her attention to her sake. Small hands wrapped around the choko. The petite girl didn't bother to mention the connection that Christoph and Yuko had. It seemed like a more private matter. She wanted to ask some questions, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. It's not like she knew exactly what to ask anyway. Instead of saying anything else, she brought the choko to her lips and took a sip. What was this lady trying to figure out? It seemed more important then just getting to know someone better. ((Sorry it has been a while...by the way, I am probably going to have my band end the night soon...probably this weekend. If that causes problems with any plans someone might have...just let me know. ^_^))
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 11:23 am
 -♦◊♦◊ DJ Mel ◊♦◊♦-
Mel glanced back at guy that didn't give his name. Then again, she wasn't really talking to him anyway. He just happened to be the one his bumped into. The blond turned her attention back toward Kira before she flashed a warm smile. "Shall we go back inside?"
After the question was asked, Mel pulled out her phone and flipped it open. "That last call was an unknown number..." she said out loud as she texted the person. Her eyes stayed on the phone until she was finished. "Hopefully I'll find out who it was soon," she said as she put her phone away again. "Anyway, let's go dance or something." With that said, she turned around to walk back into the bar.
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 2:54 pm
Kira Friedman When she sang▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲ Kira felt her confusion becoming evident on her face. Mel was pretty rapid-fire in conversation. Before she even had a chance to protest, the blonde was already walking away so Kira had hardly any choice but to follow, "Um, alright, but I'm not much of a dancer..." She chuckled at the girl's energy though. It seemed relatively normal people came here too, and that was comforting. Hopefully she didn't turn out to be a witch or something.
Witch... Kira twitched; the hand holding the crystal clenched instinctively. Stop it, she growled at herself inwardly, You chose this remember? She fiddled with the clasp of the necklace without looking at it. Still stuck. She wished it wasn't so she could just wear it, it had almost been lost in this bar. If it hadn't been for Byron... Speaking of him, where had he gone? She scanned the room and found him sitting on a couch with a cigarette. That was funny...she hadn't noticed him leave her side.
Shaking her head, she focused on the task at hand, keeping up with this new Mel character!▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲ They all heard
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Posted: Fri Nov 26, 2010 6:02 am
-♦◊♦◊ DJ Mel ◊♦◊♦-
"No worries," Mel replied as they headed to the dance floor. She seemed to just ignore anything that might have looked out of place: like a werewolf. Who knows if she actually saw those things yet or not? Maybe she was oblivious more tonight because of those dang phone calls. Then again, she could have noticed some weird things and then choose to pretend that she didn't see them at all.
After they made it to the dance floor, Mel turned to face the girl before she began to dance. "I'm only really good at dancing to a certain type of music." It was almost like a delayed explanation to what the girl said earlier. A smile was plastered on her face after she spoke. The blond didn't speak anymore and just focused on dancing. She wasn't horrible by any means, but not great either. At least she could move to the beat in some kind of fashion.
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Posted: Fri Nov 26, 2010 11:23 am
Kira FriedmanWhen she sang▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲ Kira stood stiffly, unwilling to do any kind of moving whatsoever. She did not like to dance, and any kind of suggestion to do so made her cringe. "Um...I actually think I'll just sit down for a while, I'm kind of tired." She waved nervously and backed away, hoping that Mel didn't think she was being rude or trying to ditch her or something. She just didn't feel comfortable doing something like that!
As an afterthought, she turned and said, "You could ask them to play a song that you like to dance to though." She smiled gently, hoping that it made up for her reluctance.▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲ They all heard
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2010 12:23 am
 Lucian Kliment
Lucian gave off a whine, a tint of worry taken over her optics. He wasn't sure at all when he would change back it could be any second now and be in all his glory of nudity. Oh the embarrassment clouded his mind, a sudden itch caught him off guard giving off another whine he lifted his left paw, only to start knowing against his leg. The fur seemed to loosen and fall down as if he were loosing his coat of snow-white fur. This was never a good sign, it always meant that he was probably about to change back any second, oh flash backs of his uncles party rolled through his mind.
“Niet .. Niet .. not now!”
A pain shot through Lucian’s backside, growling with slight agony. More of his fur began to fall off into a neat little pile. Lucian positioned his right leg up lowering his head as he used his back paw to scratch behind his ears. He was incredibly itchy as he lost his fur excessively. Whimpering his eyes shut to a tight closer. His snout pulled back, seeming to morph back into a more human appearance.
His wet canine nose now a normal fleshy human one, his entire being and body seemed to morph back into his normal human physique. His eyes still remained to a tight closer, however instead of his leg he positioned his right now human arm to where he instead used his hand in a normal manner to scratch the back of his head. After a few more moments, he froze solid, his eyes slowly opened as he now stood to an erect stand instead of on all fours. The pale flesh of his cheeks began to paint in a bright scarlet.
“Chyort voz'mi!”
Lucian stood in all his glory, in the complete and utter nude, his entire being froze, it was déjà vu. This wasn’t the first time he had transformed back and ended up nude in public, but the one other time was so long ago. It was horrible, he was loss for words and completely embarrassed. His eyes shifted side to side as he quickly shifted to where he snatched his guitar case pulling it to his figure using it to cover his lower half. He backed up against the bar, his pale flesh now burning a hot scarlet tint, gasping as he attempted to find some form of words to speak, though they all came out as gibberish.
Amor Bas Lioncourt
Amor caught glance of the tall male Russian man that now stood nude in plain sight. Amor’s own face began to burst into a bright pink; he gasped watching as the male desperately tried to cover himself with his instruments case. Amor’s jaw dropped as he merely began to stutter. His hands flailed up into the air, as his chair tipped over forcing him to land clumsily against his back on the bar floor. His legs pushed up into the air in a rather amusing position, he was completely struck and astonished at what he just saw, a pair of circular patterns taking place in his eyes. His mouth hung open as a single drop drool seemed to cascade down his bottom lip. It seemed Amor had fainted from this out of the blue event. It wasn’t every day you witnessed a man go from wolf to naked man.
Despite being knocked out, he seemed to regain consciousness but only enough to stumble and stutter a few words as he laid flat against his back on the bar floor.
“O-oh my .. “
[[Yeah, I just couldn't resist doing that with Lucian, lawl.
Sorry if it's inconvenient for anyone, if it is, just lemme know.
As well as sorry for taking so long to actually post. ]]
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Irako of the Desert Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2010 11:45 am
Christoph hmmed into his hand as he pondered what the best course of action would be. Of course, it would be ideal if Lucian simply changed out of sight. Then Christoph could let him borrow whatever odds and ends of clothing he could find until the young man got home. Before he could suggest such a thing however, the werewolf suddenly transformed with alarming speed.
Many people who glanced in Lucian's direction did a double take and began staring in shock. Christoph stood frozen for a second, unsure as to what he should do. Finally, he managed to move and snagged one of the waiters that was also beginning to stare.
"Give me your apron. Hurry up." The waiter started in surprise, but obeyed, fumbling with the long ties in the back. Eventually, he got it off and put it numbly in Christoph's hand. Quickly, Christoph took it over to a furiously blushing Lucian who was now attempting to hide behind his guitar case.
"Here, put it on and follow me." Christoph gave the long black apron to Lucian and gestured.
Yuko knew the young woman didn't say everything she knew, but was not surprised. People rarely ever did, often thinking that the things they kept back were unimportant. Often, they were anything but, but Yuko didn't intend on pressing the point. Instead, she refilled her empty cup, then sipped at the cool sake.
"I see..."
Suddenly, the wolf transformed back into a man, who immediately became very embarrassed. Yuko appraised him with an amused eye, taking in all his naked glory without so much as flinching. That had been an unexpectedly interesting development.
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 4:08 am
Kira FriedmanWhen she sang▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲ Kira was startled when the wolf sitting on the floor of the bar turned back into a human. Her whole face flushed a bright red and she turned away, Oh God... she thought, He's...not wearing clothes... The inescapable thought made her feel rather ill from embarrassment for the wolf-man, what a terrible thing to happen to somebody!
Abruptly, she heard a large "thud" and looked back to see that a man had fallen out of his chair. Her instincts took over, and seeing that nobody was going to help him, she hurried over, still colored like a raspberry. She silently offered an arm, muttering, "Well, you don't see that every day. Or ever, really..."▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲ They all heard((Hey guys, just a heads up, I have finals the next two days and then I'll be gone in Florida for a week. I'll be able to get on for a short while on Friday, but until then, you won't see any more posts until next Saturday. I'll figure out a way to make my character dormant until then. She can pass out from another shocking event or something rolleyes ;] ))
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 12:13 pm
----------✯✯✯I drink liquid music, so that I may sing to quench the thirst of the world✯✯✯ The band finished there song shortly after the Wolf turned back into a human; not that they could see. There was some movement behind him on stage but he paid no mind to it. Elijah was about to say that was there last song when some hardcore fans starting asking for something more. He smiled at them before turning back to look at Gavin; who just set down a chair and motioned over to the guitar that was resting over on the side. The redhead gave a gently yet embarrassed smile before he turned back to the audience.
"Alright," he started to speak into the mic, "since you've been such a wonderful audience...I'll play one last song." He grabbed the guitar that his best friend handed to him. "It's not finished, but I figure you all deserve a taste of it." After sitting down and making sure everything was ready: he began. It was another instrumental piece that sounded a lot like this. By the time the song reached around two minutes and thirty seconds; he trailed off to end it.✯✯✯Cage me, but you will never cage my songs.✯✯✯
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 9:51 am
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Hello one and all. Long time no see. I have some free time nowadays, so I'm back! ;3 I can't promise posts every day, but I'll do my best. Love love!
  
To begin with, Daniel had disappeared after seeing how upset his roommate had become. Liam had been talking to the foreign madame at the far end of the bar when, without warning, the long-haired waiter had up and left. The stony, flushed expression on the man's face had dragged at Daniel's heart and he had quickly exited after him. Whilst they weren't what one would call "best friends", they still lived together and maintained a lose camaraderie of sorts - more affectionate on Daniel's end and sarcastic on Liam's. By the end of the following conversation - or Liam's long-winded rant about absurd 'Japanese witches' - the blond was quite sure he would never understand his older roommate.
Wolfgang, Liam's hound, proceeded Daniel through the door. Liam would be along as soon as he parked his car - he had driven Daniel as a sort of apology for ruining his night, knowing that Daniel had gone for a certain reason. Now that he was back, Daniel immediately looked to the stage area. Empty - Elijah Wells seemed in the midst of returning his guitar to its case, but that was all. Blue-green eyes dropped to the ground, where they remained as he found a couch to sit on. He'd missed it all. Heavyhearted, Daniel reached out to rub Wolf's fur as the big wolfhound mutt sat next to him. Sadness blossomed in his chest and rolled down a sweet, peachy cheek in a single tear. Frustration and something else gathered in his throat and he swallowed hard.
Alas, his luck had never been that good to begin with.  
He felt like s**t. Worse yet, he felt guilty. Guilty and entirely annoyed at himself. Why had he run from he damned woman anyways? She'd done what she had said she would and told him things he'd been too scared to hear of - up till now. With her previous words lingering in his mind, Liam skirted around the side of the Music Box's outside. His young roommate had accompanied him on that long walk back to their apartment - somehow Daniel had noticed his dilemma and decided, for whatever reason, to make sure he was alright. Stupid, naive, sweet little Daniel. A constant pain in his side, but also a constant reminder that not all of humanity was evil. Good for nothing. Polluted.
What felt polluted now was his soul. Walking out like that had done two things: allowed him to pull himself together and abandon his responsibilities. s**t. He remembered how busy the bar had been and his teeth ground together. Christoph was probably mad at him. He was mad, too. Whatever joke Christoph had been trying to pull, Liam wasn't buying it. From the day they had met, Liam hadn't asked, hadn't questioned, hadn't pestered or bothered the bar's owner, not once, for the truth. Now that he had seen and heard as much as he had, there was no going back. He had to know. His "boss" didn't talk about the past much, but Liam wanted those unspoken words, those undeniable truths.
As he walked in the back way and restored his apron to its rightful place around his waist, Liam paused to stare at himself in a small mirror near the employee lockers. Pushing back at his long hair, his amber eyes narrowed while he pulled his dark blue-violet locks into a low ponytail. Good enough. With a deep breath, he headed for he door, opening it. Immediately, some serious weirdness came his way. One eye twitched as he took in the scene. A naked man. Several other weird looking people. A fox. That woman. Christoph...
"Jesus. I have one personal moment and the world goes insane. C'mon then!" Liam muttered, soft voice grating with irritation as he grabbed Lucian [naked man] by the arm and hauled him into the backroom. Sending Christoph a short, aloof glance, he directed the white-haired foreigner to a bench and left him in Christoph's care. Towel elegantly draped over his arm and a tray of waters in hand, he reentered the bar, ready for orders and whatever idiotic scenes came his way.
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 11:52 am
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Lacey pondered for a bit as she stared at her empty choko. Of course she wanted to ask her own questions, but by the time she finally got up the nerve to do so: she got distracted. Her mouth hung open slightly since she was about to speak as she turned to look at some commotion on the other end of the bar. It was Lucian; and apparently he was back to normal without his clothes. She couldn't see anything from where she was sitting but her cheeks turned a faint shade red anyway. How embarrassing that would be if it had happen to her.
Shortly after, Wells started talking about the last song. Her attention focused on him as he started playing. Ah it was another instrumental type that he seemed to fiddle with sometimes. A smile spread on her face as she watched. It wasn't perfect, but it was still nice. Before she knew it, the song was over. For some reason it felt like the night went by really fast. Maybe it was all of the action that happened. After all, she talked to a ghost, a vampire (maybe), a werewolf and a witch. Not to mention all the oddities that happened.
That was when Daniel came back. She watched him come in and look at the stage before wondering over to a couch to sit. He looked quite out of it. Maybe it had something to do with his friend. She didn't notice the tear from where she was sitting as she watched him. Lacey was too focused on his chance in spirit. She turned her attention back to the empty choko as she contemplated whether she should go over there or not.
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:13 pm
(I'm going to be offline for a few weeks.)
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 2:48 pm
(I will be posting tomorrow. Good luck to everyone who has stuff to do in the real world ^_^)
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 6:55 pm
╔═≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎═╗♫ Gavin & Wells ♫
╚═≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎═╝ Gavin wasn't really sure why this was happening. He was trying his best to make an effort to get along with the bassist, but it seemed to backfire horribly. At the same time, he wasn't particularly surprised at what was going on right now. After all, the two of them never got along and can't play nice forever. It's just not humanly possible.
"I'm sick of your mister know it all attitude. You think you're so perfect. Ugh it makes me wanna puke." Ian rattled off without pausing to give the other guy to speak. "I know what you really are," he lowered his voice as it became more venomous. "How you hide your true nature. Wells thinks he knows you, but you only show the side he wants to see. You're a pathetic little fake!" As he finished, he poked the drummers chest with his pointer finger.
Without even noticing that he did it, Gavin narrowed his eyes in response. He couldn't help it. After all, the guy was accusing him of some serious things. It was a slight change, but definitely enough to case the bassist to get even more upset.
"Don't give me that look!" Ian replied with a low growl before taking a swing at him. "I'll expose you for who you really are!" The bassist was over it at this point. At this point, there had to be some people that noticed the fight that was beginning to break out.
Gavin took a step back as he leaned away just enough to miss the fist that was hurled at his face. He dodged him a second time while ignoring some verbal taunts. His hands stayed in his pockets while this was all going on. This was not the time for such things. After all, they were in a place of business and socializing fun. "Stop!" Was all he managed to utter before he had to dodge another swing. It was obvious that the guy wasn't going to listen to him. Suddenly, he realized that he was backed up near the bar. If he moved, then whoever was behind him would get hit instead. This moment of hesitate allowed the punch to connect with his jaw. His head jerked to his right as he was forced to take a small step back. It caused him to bump into someone that was behind him. Of course he didn't have time to see who it was; but he did apologize in Japanese.
Gavin probably didn't even notice that he said it that language at the time. The drummer had a tendency to respond in Japanese at random: only realizing that he did a few seconds after he said it. Granted, there were times when he wouldn't find out until some one told him. Who knows why that happens?
The bassist came after him again, but he had no time to react this time. That was when his best friend stepped in-between them both. Gavin stood up straight and watched in silence. Soon, a look of shock flashed across the drummers face when Wells got so passionate over him. It made him completely forget about what Ian just said. He knew the redhead was more emotional than him, but still. Not even a moment later, his expression changed. He had a small smile on his face; that seemed to have a tinge of sadness laced underneath. Of course, the smile was only there for a brief moment, so no one probably saw it. After all, they were probably paying attention to the other two.
Wells was in the bathroom when the fight broke out. He heard a slight commotion, but didn't hurry out to see what was going on. A few moments later, he would realize that he should have done just that: because, his two friends were fighting. "What the hell!?" He said under his breath as he pushed his way through the small crowd. There weren't as many people in the bar since it was close to closing time, but it was still a nuisance to get through them.
Before Ian could hit the drummer again, he stepped in-between the two. His arms raised and showing the palm of his hand to both of them. "Cut it out!" Wells ordered in a firm voice. It was obvious that he was not happy. Who would be? This was so embarrassing. Bands do NOT start fights with in a bar that is nice enough to let them play whenever they want. Period. There was no excuse for such behavior. He had no idea what happened to cause this so he was treating them both the same. The look in his eyes told them that he was extremely disappointed.
"You don't get it," Ian started as he let his right arm drop to his side, "don't you see what he really is!? A MONSTER!"
Deep green eyes widened and he reacted without thinking. Before he knew it, his fist connected with Ian's face. A loud crack was heard as the bassist fell to the ground hard. "Don't EVER talk about Gavin like that!" He yelled with a fury of emotion. Wells didn't even care that the bassist was currently on his way to the floor. "I'll never let YOU or anyone else treat him like this!" He was beyond angry: he was livid.
Ian stood back up slowly and touched his cheek to find that it was bleeding. He glared angrily at them both before he spoke again. "Fine! I tried to warn you, but don't come crawling to me when you find out the truth." With that said, he picked up his equipment and walked out as quickly as possible.
As soon as the bassist started to walk away, he twirled around to check up on Gavin. "Are you okay!?" Wells asked with a worried yet sad look on his face. The drummer merely nodded as his blue gray eyes shifted to look at the ground. The redhead reached his right hand up to let a couple of his fingers touch his Gavin's left cheek. He was gentle but pressed hard enough to make the other guy wince slightly. "Looks like you're gonna have a bruise on that pretty face of yours," he joked with a smile: followed by a short laugh.
Wells turned to find Christoph. "Sorry about this..." he said with a sigh. He was completely embarrassed and ashamed about what happened. Even though the two of them were kind of friends, Christoph had every right to kick them out and refuse to let them come back. His eyes were downcast as he stood there in silence for once. He didn't know what to do or say. It's not like he has been in a situation like this before. Well, at least not exactly. "Uh..." he began as he looked back up at him, "Is there anything we can do?" As he waited for a response, he curled his pointer finger, on his right hand, and hooked it around the tip of his nose. Then he proceeded to let it slide off. The redhead kept repeating this action as his eyes started to wander off a bit. ((Oh and see you two later...by then we'd probably be on the next night or something sooo you probably wouldn't have to make up an excuse and just come into the bar whenever. ^_^ I'm guessing anyway.))
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 5:49 am
 ♥ ♠ Call me Byron, that's all ♦ ♣
Byron didn't get a chance to finish his thought when Lucian started shifting back into his human form in all the glory of his birthday suit. "Must be pretty embarrassing. At least there are no changes I go through." he thought as he watched the event roll out. Amor fell off his chair making a little ruckus, which caught the attention of some people, Liam helped Lucian before Byron could offer his coat to the poor Russian guy.
The song the band played marked the end of the night and it was time to leave, so he went to close his tab. He passed by the two girls that looked exactly alike, he could feel some kind of strong aura around the older one, something was not quite normal about her, but he couldn't really know what it was, he wanted to find out but he just remembered the anger she caused Liam. Instead he went to pick his credit card up at the bar, somewhere close to Amor. "I feel sorry for that fall you had, you turn material and the next feeling you get is pain? You really are unlucky" he said with a grin before pickin his card up.
On his way out he was stopped by the sound from the fight, The bassist seemed enraged about some kind of "monster" but he couldn't get it, it wasn't a big matter to him, but he hated fights and didn't like them in his presence, The redhead stopped them and apologized to Christoph, which made him wonder if that happened often and if Christoph hated fights as much as he did.
"Good bye 'Music Box', I'll see you again soon" he murmured as he wrapped himself in his coat and walked through the door. A cold breeze touched his face as he walked away and faded into the streets in the dark of the night wondering how his new discovery was going to change his life.
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