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 Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2017 8:06 pm
It still threw Acanthite off a little, that she no longer needed a fake ID to get into clubs at least as far as her age went. Naturally a real name was required, and her real one would not do, in case anything went wrong and she was caught. And so she had a convincing fake that she used as her license to get into whatever clubs she could, specifically for her energy hunting.
Now that she had actually been 21 for several months, alcohol had lost a bit of its allure, but today, the dark senshi felt like something fruity to sip while she navigated the crowds. Usually as long as she kept her syphoning of life force low-key, the Senshi of the Cataract would not attract too much attention, and it would be safe to drink. She just had to keep half an ear out for any hostile energy signatures, and make sure she had enough time to escape.
"Hey, may I get a mai-tai?" Acanthite asked the bartender with a sweet smile, leaning on the counter. The boy she had taken a place beside was dressed in a fishnet shirt and pants with entirely too many straps, and looked like he was very likely using a fake ID of his own. After the senshi flashed her own identification to the bartender and paid for her drink, she glanced over to the boy.
"Too tired to keep dancing?" she asked him, and pouted sympathetically. "It's only 10:30...." The kid shrugged, and tried to strike up a conversation with her; Acanthite began to pull away subtly at his skeins of life energy, collecting them for herself.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 6:37 pm
Alleys, even now, were still one of Chara's favorite places to patrol. Even after Alkaid nearly killed him and straight up crushed the man he had been with, he was alright. As scary as it was, his anger would always ought weigh his fear. And besides, men were always too willing to give a little attention to the oddly dressed senshi, so he was he to deny his one vice?
And that's how his night went, for the most part. That was, until he felt a chaotic aura come from inside of a packed club. Sure, he could lurk around the outside and between alleyways, but there was no way in hell that he could make it inside, still being a minor. Man, did that PISS him off, but there was nothing he could do except wait. Hopefully she would come out soon... And she could kick their a**. He wouldn't leave until he could.
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