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I walked into the Grand Las Noches and rememberd the interlude I stumbled on to with two men and a hidden man in hiding near the whole conversation ready to draw his weapon if needed.
I walked to the bar and orded a Budweiser to start off slow and to gradually yet slowly get drunk, I had to keep my wits about me... well since that little tit-tat in the graveyard I think I might just have an enemy now. i chuckled "how swell, yet at least it's something new then the usually." I lit a name brand cigerite and inhaled deeply as if I was breathing in a better life I needed or just a glorious smell never known to god, man or anything else.
a certain song came on and out me in the perfect mood. I got up and flung my hair around and danced wildly and sexy. after I had my fill of that, I walked back to my stool and orded a shot of Wild turkey.
"cheers and may good times and life find me adventure, or infact a pleasent death."
I through back my head and gulped it down beautifully. I spun my stool around and looked out at the bodies of ppl and I ordered another shot, while this time I sipped and let it's flavor and texture take hold of me, running it's course through my body.

A dark mist, difficult to see under the dim moonlight slithered over the roof of the club and headed into a particularly shrouded corner. After a brief moment, the Vampire Kyrre stepped out. His face hidden behind a scarf, and a hood over his head. A little of his long, black hair flew in the wind as he nodded at Rogue.
"Everything is in order" he confirmed casually, his hands in his pockets.

"Good, and now we wait for the others."
More and more people were lining up, as was always the case at this time of night at Las Noches. There would probably be a great deal of casualties, and she didn't really care. She felt an ache in her gut from the black diamond inside, the thirst pulling at her slightly...though she was beginning to get used to the feeling. Her eyes scanned the area again, her eyes glowing a soft emerald in the darkness.

Rogue's eyes fell to Xander's position she nodded slightly. Thank you, Xander. She was slightly relieved, as some parts of her plan were set precisely on timing because of the way the building, and security were set up.

"Good evening, Alexz." Rogue's voice trailed off as well.

Kerrigan walked into the club, looking like she had been through Hell...this was not too far from the truth. Her normally flawless, curled raven hair was matted, her lovely green eyes dulled, and her already pale skin emitting a ghostly hue. To anyone who did not know her, she would look like she had some sort of fatal illness.

As one of the guard up front saw her, he simply moved to the side, letting her in. She had frequented the club enough in the past that they had stopped trying to block her entrance. The moment she walked into the club, she could feel the pulsing veins of all those around her, and had to mentally grab herself before she lost control and went on a feeding rampage. This thirst was too much...she couldn't handle it much longer.

Heading straight to the upper room where Rogue was known to watch the throng below. However, she did not find the Elder there. In her anger, she turned and kicked a chair clean across the room, wrapping her arms around her stomach as a pulse of hunger ran through her. Whimpering, fangs extended, she looked at the access to the roof heading towards it. She could be easier to control if she did not have to go back down through the sea of pulsing veins, and exposed skin.

As she stepped through the door to the roof, she saw the decapitated remains of the guards and immediately went into a defensive mode. She had to get off this roof...now. That took priority.

With the speed that her condition would allow her, she leapt from the roof of the club to the next one over, unaware of the gathering on one of the other rooftops. Even if she could have seen them, at this point she wouldn't have cared...except for the fact that Rogue was there. As her feet landed on the building over, her body slumped to the ground, hunger pulsing painfully through her. From a pouch on her belt, she pulled a blood packet she had taken from Haven before leaving, puncturing through the plastic with her fangs and draining it in a matter of seconds...it wasn't enough, but she was going to have to fight for control as long as she could. At least until she found Rogue.

While she would normally have kept her mind blocked from letting telepathy in, or broadcasting her thoughts out, she just didn't have the strength anymore.

'I need to find Rogue...I can't handle this anymore.' God she sounded pathetic...but she was beyond caring. The pain...it had to end. On the ground, she managed to move herself so she was leaning against the ledge of the roof, huddled in a pathetic ball.

Stepping out of the shadows beside the other elders, a slight smirk crossed her face as she nodded to them. She didn't need to say anything, she'd done as she was asked and everything on her part was ready. She assumed that all was to go to plan.

Since the night was cold, she wore a long leather coat with a knitted scarf slung around her neck. She didn't take nicely to the cold weather, it made her blood feel like ice. Her hair was down and waving in the wind ever so slightly, her cold blue eyes fixed upon the other three vampires.

Ignoring the pain she felt from the diamond, she watched Rogue, Kyrre and Alexz, awaiting the next instructions. She couldn't help but smirk at the thought of what was about to unfold.