Welcome to Gaia! ::

((*Tosses out a post timidly..*))

Black goddess of the night, a samurai warrior by nature. Dreamer, though she was no goddess, and her morals stood those of an assassin she held those traits to those who knew her. Finding herself alone these days she seemed to be a fequent wanderer.

Click, click, click.

Chains rubbed against sheaths of three katana's, Choas, Tranqulity, and Bliss. All her little 'babies' who had seen enough battle on Gaia to lose count of how many. She wasn't some ordinary assassin, someone that just came in for looks, she made sure her jobs were done. Unless that person was not to be seen by months, therefore the only mission failed was Naji's. And so far she was his assassin for the time being, like some owner to a dog, he paid, and she killed.

Not very much like Trygon and herself in a relationship, since it was kohai to sensei in an even deeper and intimate way. Or Shadow, who was her equal in every aspect of warriorship. If she was ever to be called some goddess, she'd make sure it was a battling one.

One could see small scars and even the long white one running down her spine, that she had no fear of death, or pain. But those scars also revealed the beauty of her body. Well toned, athetic, but still sleak enough to tempt like women do best. On this occasion she had been wandering for quite some time and ended up in Club Orion, curiously she found herself walking in. It had been a little while. She didn't really know anyone here, Keno and Deity were her only friends. Other then that she met aquaintences, nice ones. But she never really felt she fity in here. But her curiosity drove her to coming in, just to see what was around. Since the tournament she hadn't stepped in here..what had changed?

Eyes those of thunder clouds, so pale and gray stood watch of the place, rimmed with silver eye shadow that spread to her cheeks in an asian manner. Indeed, the woman was asian, Japanese decent, with hint of sunkissed in that pale skin of hers. Her attire flatly show who she was, a black corset rimmed with silver flower petals, black leather skirt, long thigh high boots, gloves, and her choaker. Along with a robe like accessory that hung off her hips, in silver and embedded in it was a white sun with a lilac sakura tree.

Dreamer's tattoo's consisted of a Yume kanji on her left breast, a TBD mark on her right arm, and Shadow's 666 mark on her neck in small digits, almost bear marks though.

She exhaled and looked around, as if she was in search of something, or someone. Wondering if anyone familiar was around, or someone new to peark her interest

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<<@Yenny: Yes, now be quiet...when someone posts just before Deity is done, he tends to take a moment longer... Dx >>

::So, he lives outside now? That's where the vampire picked up his scent - just outside. If that is what he considers 'home', he's...well, he's probably not got much of a life. Living outside of a bar and all, without the energy to walk in with his own legs. Not that it matters, Twist concludes, it's his business. Focusing his attention on the lady, he raises his brows, listening intently as she lists off what she has to offer. Not really in a picky mood, this vamp.::

I don't really mind which.

::The vampire speaks with an indecisive tone, left hand tugging at his glove as his right slips into it. Her second statement comes as no surprise to the vampire. Not that he looks terribly human, and he isn't masking his appearance. He answers with a fanged smile, shaking his head with a shrug.::

I conjure it'd be better fresh anyway, darlin'.

::Ducking his head down and starting to slip his second glove onto his left hand, his attention is drawn back up by yet another newcomer. He can sense the lack of enthusiasm in this one's voice. Doing his best to mimic the unfeeling gesture, Andamuel gives him a less-than-hearty grunt and nod, pausing briefly to grin widely at him before removing the look and returning to putting his glove on.

Then, another. This one another little hottie, brightening Andamuel's expression a little more. Securing his glove, he nods up once in greeting, regardless of whether she sees him or not. They're coming out of the woodwork tonight, aren't they?::

(( Good evening, Twist. :3 ))

((*laughs.* Gotcha! *Nod nod.*))

Typical Orion, she sighed. It was better then doing nothing, so she simply placed herself at a seat. Taking off those katanas she placed them near her side. Putting her head down on her forearms she simply watched the place. The Haven ran rampt with killing, stupid drama, stupid people, the works of a perfect hell hole abyss. Club Orion was much quieter. She compared the two. While the Haven had it's idiots, she seemed to run into people, or meet new ones. Here, she basked in her silence, unless it was those two men.

She smiled a little and closed her eyes. Forget it... She thought, that was how places worked, she didn't mind it much. It wasn't often she came in here, so she didn't expect to know all of these people. But, she was happy she was surrounded by real fighters, and not boasters.

((He can have a mule room in the Lair, like Bamboo does for me. xD))

"Jack Daniels it is then. Used to be a preferance of mine for a while, actually."

Jade turned to the back wall lined with bottles, and took a moment to find the right one. It really had been a while since she bartended. She did pull down the right bottle though, while at the same time her tail uncurled from her waist, and picked up a glass from the counter. Within moments, she had poured the whiskey for the vampire and placed the glass before him.

"So I've been told."

She then turned to the third man, who seemed to be more comfortable hiding under his hood.

"Nope, don't believe I've ever met a 'Dalquis' before...."

Then another woman walked in. This place was jumping tonight! And all people she didn't know. This young lady looked like a fighter, strapped down with katanas and such.

And then the sitting down man, now known as Yenek, introduced himself. Her head was bouncing around in all directions.

"Jade....Jade Saewin. A pleasure."

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Yenek nodded, "The pleasure is mine," he said polite and took another sip of his drink. "I believe you said you carried Crown Royal, could you please add some to my soda?" he asked.