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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/25/2016 9:00:25 PM
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"I am quite aware that you'd rather be shooting someone than associating with a crowd of dancing people, but it's fun."
[i] She says, her own weariness showing through her cheery manner. She, herself, was still pretty new to the whole night life, having fun scene. [/i]
"And we are going to drink, dance, and have a good time. Got it?"
[i] She says, throwing a glance at him as they walked straight to the front doors, past the massive line of party goers and their annoyed glances. [/i]
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You do know that I don't like killing, right? It's an unfortunate reality for me. [i]He said, following her in.[/i] I'm just not exactly what you'd call sociable, but I didn't come out here to mope around.
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"'''Tis a joke my feisty friend." [i] She says with a grin, the bouncers nodding at her as her and Jackson walked through the tinted doors and into the explosion of music and light. Something fast and very electronic was playing, lights and effects, smoke, strobing all over the place and illuminating the mosh pit of bodies on the dance floor. A bar was off to one side and booths lined the wall, there was also a balcony to a second floor that overlooked everything. The curious thing was, there were no speakers, no DJ booth, no lights that caused the dizzying strobes that lit the place..no, it was people. On an erected platform off to the side, several men and women danced, but when they waved their arms or another movement, the music and the lights would correspond. They were controlling the whole party. [/i]
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[i]The music wasn't his taste, but he was bemused by the individuals controlling everything without a lighting rig or any DJ equipment. The whole idea of magics, superpowers and the like was always fascinating to him.[/i] So they can do this with just their minds?
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"Yup." [i] She says with a grin, leading them to a booth towards the corner. It had a view of the entire place..old habits died hard.[/i] "Like i said, technically each one of them has a weakness that would shut down their powers. But with the Gypsie's gone, they're free to use them. Some even getting jobs, like here." [i] A pretty waitress scantily clad in a tight red dress and flowing blonde hair walked to their table, her eyes on Jackson the whole time even when she asked for Riley's order. [/i] "Yeah. Cranberry and Vodka. How about you babe?" [i] Riley asks Jackson, strangely emphasizing the new word at the end of that sentence, which made the blonde seem slightly dejected and a bit annoyed. Seemed like Riley didn't play any games. [/i]
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Draft, please. [i]He said, locking eyes with the waitress as if to say "I'm taken."[/i]
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[i] The blonde forced a smile and nodded, walking away. Riley muttered under her breath.[/i] "Bitch."
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[i]He smirked at Riley, finding her defensiveness rather cute. [/i] So I'm guessing that this whole night life thing is new to you, hm? [i]He asked, leaning back in his seat.[/i]
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[i] She nodded, as the waitress brought their drinks back rather quickly and without a word to either of them; to Riley's bemusement.[/i] "Yep. You learn how to blend in as a part of the job, but doing it recreationally, no." [i] She downs half of the purple liquid in her glass in one gulp. She'd need it.[/i]
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[i]He took a sip of his beer, watching her chug the concoction. He wasn't much a drinker, not because he didn't like it, but because he didn't like being out of full control of himself. [/i] Fan of vodka? Clarkson told me you seemed to like it, suggested I get you a bottle as a gift. [i]Jackson said, rolling his eyes.[/i]
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"Yeah. Something else I picked up from Kyr." [i] She rolled her eyes. [/i] "Liquid courage and all that." [i] She says with a laugh, gesturing towards the dance floor. [/i] "Come on." [i] A mischievous twinkle glinted in her eye.[/i]
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[i]He took another gulp, and followed her.[/i] You know, I'm not much a dancer. [i]He cautioned jokingly.[/i]
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"You don't have to be. You just kinda sway and move back and forth with the music." [i] She demonstrated, actually seeming to have a sense of rhythm. [/i] "You won't die, promise."
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[i]He wasn't used to this sort of music, but he tried his best to fit in with the crowds, doing surprisingly well. Dancing wasn't a strong suit of his, but he could do it. He smirked at Riley, and spoke.[/i] Oh no... I can feel my life just bleeding out of me...
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"Told you it isn't terrible." [i] She said with a laugh, but is promptly interrupted by a short redhead running up behind her and practically tackling her with a hug. [/i] "Riley!" [i] She exclaims in excitement. She was pretty, in an adorable sort of way. Short, cute face and big green eyes, wavy and long flowing red hair, and a green dress that didn't do much for modesty.[/i] "You didn't tell me you were coming into town!"
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[i]He seemed fairly surprised when the girl nearly knocked Riley to the floor. From what she had said, he never once thought she was one to have many friends. Then again, he'd surprised her on more than one occasion. Raising an eyebrow in confusion, he waited to see how she would react.[/i]
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"Well, ya gonna introduce me Riley?" [i] She says cheerily, while Riley looks rather uncomfortable as she straightens herself and gestures to Jackson.[/i] "Audrey, this is Jackson. Jackson, Audrey. She's a..uh..acquaintance of mine." [i] She mutters, while the girl named Audrey rolled her eyes.[/i] "Come on Riley, you can call me your friend. I did save your life. It's nice to meet you Jackson." [i] She says, happily putting out a hand to shake. [/i]
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[i]He shook her hand politely, a courteous smile on his face, so as to not be rude. He did shoot a look that made it clear to Riley that he felt rather awkward. This girl seemed far too bouncy for someone Riley would be hanging around with, and what was this about saving her life? He'd ask later. [/i]
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"Audrey's a healer." [i] Riley says quietly, as Audrey joyfully shook Jackson's hand.[/i] "She's the one who saved me after I had half a dozen pieces of shrapnel in my back, plus the dozen third degree burns." [i] She seemed almost upset about it..she hated owing anyone anything.[/i] "Yeah, but now she's kind of a hero around here. "The girl who killed the Gypsies." [i] Audrey said with a grin.[/i] "They could probably come up with a better name than that, but it'll do."
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[i]He noticed Riley's discomfort, and he respected it. Owing people things wasn't something he was fond of either. However, he was thankful for the girl before him, because she had been the reason that Riley was still alive.[/i] Don't need a fancy name to be remembered. [i]Wolfe said to Audrey.[/i] Actions resonate louder than words.
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[i] Audrey bumped Riley with a shoulder, a wide smile on her face.[/i] "Cute and philosophical? You lucked out. I'll leave you two alone. It was nice meeting you Jackson!" [i] She called as she walked away, where Riley breathed a noticeable sigh of relief. [/i]
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[i]He waved a quick goodbye as Audrey left, and turned to Riley.[/i] Not a fan of the bubbly ones, huh? [i]There was clear relief from him as well that she was gone. He never really cared for them either.[/i]
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"No. not really. But she's nice if not a little naive." [i] She looked around, before gesturing towards the door that led out the back.[/i] "Come on. I need some fresh air."
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[i]He followed her, happy that they would at least be out of all the noise and clamor. He just couldn't shake the lone wolf mentality.[/i]
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[i]They stepped out the back into the warm night..where everything went to Hell. Three figures detached themselves from the alley wall, practically materializing from the shadows and attacked Jackson and Riley. They were dressed in dark attire, seemingly all cloth with daggers in their hands.[/i] "Shit!" [i] Riley exclaims, bobbing out of the way of one slash at her throat, while two leapt at Jackson; one on each side of him.[/i]
