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He felt a little comforted by her hugging him, in a manner in which he felt protected from the pain. As soon as she said things would be alright in the end, however, he flipped out. He swung his arm around herarms, breaking their hold, grabbed his nottle, and stood ubruptly. 'No! Things will not be alright! Not this thing!' he cried out, though the dancer's ignored him.

Red beamed from behind his shades, but only a slight red. He wasn't enraged, only angry. He stormed out the club, drink in hand, and went to the Vette.

((Garage))

She emerged in Hunters just as Krii was leaving. God, her timing had been impeccable the whole evening. Late for everything. She had gone to the room to chang eto find that she must have missed Krii by about 2 minutes. Now in a green pleated mini skirt with a black halter top and her black boots, she sat down at the bar, sighing slightly. Hunter moved over to her, but she waved him off. Last thing she needed was to start drinking and pour her heart out on someone who was just trying to do his job.

Settling for a bottle of water, she thanked the older hunter for it before putting on her leather jacket that she was brought up with her and turning to the door. "Where ya goin' Ker?," Hunter asked. She simply turned to him, smiling. "I need to shoot something...and find that fiance of mine. Dont worry Hunter, I'll come back in one piece." She gave him a little wink before disappearing out the door and into the city.

The Krii'Vette parked in the Hunter Garage, and Krii'Ouse emerged from the driver's side. He closed his door, and walked over to the passenger's door, opening it for the lady in his car. 'So, shall we just drink, or dance?' he asked with a smile hidden behind his mantle.

Krii'Ouse followed closely, quickening his pace to get right behind her. He summoned his globeams, electrical energy formed in the shape of a glostick. When they reached a proper place, he let her hand go, and summoned another. He began to dance slowly in front of her, nothing too fancy, just simple for now.

Scott walked slowly through the door and stode to the bar. He sat on a stool and put his hand on the wood. "Hey old man," He said as to the bartender. "Can you get me another coke?"

Skiaska leaned against Black a bit, and fingered his hair. It was shaggy, long, and was in a messy ponytail. It was also soft and thick. Sniffing, Jag informed her he also smelled like sandalwood. The man placed a small, open-mouthed kiss on her neck, and saw the mark. "What happened here?" "Hm... A girl decided to play weirdo and bite me." Red laughed a bit and Ski unconcioudly leaned onto HIS shoulder as he moved closer.

She was offered a shot glass of vodka, but she declined. She may be SLIGHTLY drunk, but she wasn't stupid. Instead, she yawned somewhat sleepily, poking out a blunt fang, and grinned cutely. Ski briefly decided to snuggle into Black's side, unknowing of the smirk said man shot at Red. With a brief blush, she let him put his arm more around her so her head rested on his chest. His heartbeat was strong to her sensitive ears, and she began to get drowsy. Skiaska, we can't afford to fall asleep. We don't know who they are, and I don't feel like being either raped, drugged, or murdered. Wake up! Mmm... Fine...

Ski forced her eyes open and pulled herself up. She saw a hurt look on Red's face, so she placed her legs over his. Black slouched some and soon their position was as such; Skiaska with her back on Black's side, head on Black's chest, bum on the couch, and legs draped over Red's. Ski smiled at them both and listened to the blonde talk animatedly.

Krii'Ouse moved closer to her, and slid a hand from her abdomen, around her waist, to the small of her back, pulling her closer, and joining her rythmic motions. *Let your upper torso be loose.* he thought to her, bringing his hand into the air.

Skiaska's vision was slightly blurred, much to her suprise. Still, she couldn't help but giggle as Black put another kiss on her neck. Then, he traced his somewhat sharp canines over her fresh puncture wound and gently re-bite it. Ski gasped and her eyes shot open as pleasure overwhlemed her senses. It was completely selfish. She loved it.

With a sly smirk, she sat up with grace and pulled on Red's and Black's hands until they were in a more private corner. As they sat dwon, more intimately she warned them. "I'm on the rebound, drunk, and horny. Be warned." They both shrugged, so she attacked Black's mouth as Red began making moves towards her now exposed upper-back. He had removed her fishnet jacket and was leaving marks on her skin.

Ski moaned as Black began responding passionately to her. She was going to have fun tonight, then return to her usual moody bitchiness. Jag was just as happy with the thought. Black nibble on her earlobe a bit as Red spoke. "Who's place?" Ski threw back her head when her corset was slightly loosened. "Mine..." With that said, the two guided her out the doors.

((Exit... Don't mind me. wink ))