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Intrigued by the commotion across the club, Ian decided to investigate. "Like one of those handsome private detectives I used to date." He giggled softly to himself and quietly sauntered up behind the pair. "What a cutie," Ian announced to the back of Josiah's head. "Oh my. Such a fabulous coat you have there, darling." Ian smiled, his eyes now fixed upon Elke's green jacket, oblivious to the fact he'd ever interrupted anything.

Raised as a human, eh? That would be bloody hard. I hate you. "That's no good, kid. Really wish you could've met yer father, yes." Elke mumbled, looking up to a man who had stumbled over. He was handsome and charismatic. "Ah. Thank you, mister."

((Sorry, I had to leave earlier, Doc Appt, Hope you all are actually here))

The door swung open with an odd sense of force. Nikki hadn't intended to have such an enterance. She already was noticed too easily. Most people had a hard time not noticing her long brillant red hair. It was like a neon sign. "look, Im a fierce short redhead, Hear me roar" Nikki turned her head down. Avoiding anyone who may have been drawn to the door opening. It wasn't her fault the wind picked up that exact second and caused it to fling open like she was angry. She was just looking for a place to get out of the wind, and this seemed like a good place.

Noticing that the two men outside were staring at her like a deer in headlights, wondering why she hadn't continued going inside. She slunk away from the door. They had barely let her in. She wasn't exactly old looking. Her height always got her carded alone. Plus, being a Lycan had caused her face to remain that of a awkward teenage girl. So she dressed like one..

Noticing an odd group of people a bit away from her, she retreated to the bar, seeking something thirst quenching. She wasn't much of a drinker. But somehow it made her feel like she looked older.

"Anytime, sweetheart." Ian replied as he ruffled the mop of hair atop Josiah's head and took a seat beside Elke. "You have the most gorgeous locks!" Ian exclaimed in Elke's ear. "I must know your name, now," He demanded.

Josiah sits awkwardly, looking around...trying to get used to the whole 'Demon, Lycan, and Vampire' thing....He was a demon...he guessed he could accept that...

All the noise and people surrounding him was giving Josiah a headache...he covers his ears and looks at his feet, humming to himself.

As quick as his smile had come it left.
A new smell came.

"Lycan." David sputtered out, then wheeled around on the stool, facing towards the doors, then trailing his eyes towards the bar.

Looking back to Aithne for a moment, David's eyes seemed concerned and aggitated.
"Go get the bouncers."
With that he turned back to the smell, that unmistakable smell that he had not forgotten over the centuries. Lycanthrope. The scent itself disgusted him to the bones.

Slowly walking towards the smell, he closed in like a predator to its prey.
Rancing heartbeats made him uneasy and nervous, but he remained focused and concentrated on the task at hand. Either a vampire had forgotten to wash tehmselves after ******** around with a lycan, or there was a foul beast within these halls.

His footsteps were hidden by the heavy beat of the music, and within moment, the lights dimmed as the climax of the song was reaching its peak.

Beat after beat, he took steady steps, following the smell, following the awful scent. Following it to...a girl? A teenager?
[No! Couldn't be! She's probably just dating one without knowing it, and doing the ******** naughty with the poor b*****d. Not a teenager, please, not a young girl of all people.]
David's small steps stopped, he was no more than ten paces away behind her.
He could not help it. He had to be sure. He had to be sure that he did not have to kill a teenage girl of all things. If he was correct, he'd have a clear shot at her head right now. All he'd have to do is pull out his gun, screw on the silencer, and squeeze the trigger....popping two silver-nitrate bullets into the girl's head. Then it would be over. He'd have killed his youngest Lycan to date. Did she have to be so young.

Snapping back to reality, David decided to make sure of his suspicions.
He unbuttoned the holsters in his jacket, allowing easy access to his Berettas. Just in case.
With that he stepped towards her and sat down beside her, leaving one stool between them.

It's too loud says Josiah.