OOC: Tessera 81379 Who: Jyta Kylyojap-Aiat Wearing: Black miniskirt, black midriff tube top and high heeled boots. Jyta silently thanked her parents for letting her leave when she was 14. Otherwise she never would have been able to sneak into the hottest nightclub. A big 'dragon stood in front of her. "Whoa... no admittance without ID." <span style='color:green'>"Whatever"</span> Jyta rummaged through her purse and pulled out her fake ID her last boyfriend had made for her. The guy barely glanced at it. She walked in and almost ran onto the dance floor. She pushed between all the 'dragons dancing and went to the middle where she could scope out all the guys. There was one she hadn't seen here yet before. He was sitting at the bar drinking a bottle of vodka. <span style='color:green'>Hmmmmm.... this could be fun.....</span>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Hiya! If I made a mistake, just tell me and I'll edit this</td></tr></table> Khuta slowly sipped his drink. His guitar was pleasantly leaning agaisnt his right leg. He'd just performed a song and the manager wants him to play another. Maybe later. Khuta wasn't really feeling up to it today. He was feeling a little lonely. One femme in particular kept running through his mind. Stop it, Chaz. She's gone. A bunch of groupies and several hot females had tried to get him to dance or pay more attention to them than just a hi-and-bye greeting. However, it seems that another singer was on his way to the bar and they left him with his own thoughts. <span style='color:blue'>Khuta, you're up in 40 minutes. Just get ready, 'kay?</span> Someone from beside him said before jumping off his stool and going out to the dance floor. Khuta nodded and continued to drain his vodka.
Jyta made her way towards the bar. She stood next to the 'dragon she had seen. "What would you like?" the bartender asked. <span style='color:green'>"nothing right now, thanks." </span>She looked at the 'dragon. He had a guitar with him. <span style='color:green'>Hmmmm.....</span> She looked into the 'dragon's icy blue eyes. They were almost as striking as hers... ALMOST. <span style='color:green'> "Hi I'm Jyta. I haven't seen you around here before." </span>She gave him a seductive look. <span style='color:green'>"Who are you?"</span>
OOC|| Joining. ^^ IC|| Xhankis made his way through the crouded dance floor, over to the bar. The atmosphere of the place wasn't bad... The only thing that was unattractive to this male 'dragon was the minor stench of B.O. coming from the sweaty pendragons around him that'd been dancing for quite a while. Stepping up to the bar, he sat on one of the stools, to the left female pendragon. Tapping his fingers on the counter, he waited for the bar tender to notice him. "What would y'like?" asked the man. Xhankis glared as the tender stared at his most embarassing abnormalty: his tusks. <span style='color:red'>"Ahem,"</span> he started, making the rude 'dragon look up and meet his cold gaze. <span style='color:red'>"I'd like just a pint of your finest rum, please..."</span> Xhankis told him, pulling out his wallet from the back pocket of his baggy jeans. It'd been a long while since he'd had a weekend on his own, away from the academy. <span style='color:red'>I definately needed something like this...The last time I really got away from it all was that dorm party a few weeks ago, and that was only for one night.</span> he thought to himself as the bar tender handed him his beverage. He handed the man some money, making sure to give him the smallest tip possible due to the tender's rudeness. <span style='color:red'>But I do wonder if it was worth it traveling to a completely different country for just one weekend..</span> Taking a sip from the mug, he looked to his right, spotting the fem. <span style='color:red'>She seems a little young for this club...</span> Deciding it wasn't his business, he turned the other way, scanning the room. OOC|| A bit long, but crummy. x.x
Jyta felt the other 'dragon's presence before she saw him. The bartender was being very rude to him. She looked at him and saw that he was a Lukuo. <span style='color:green'>"Hey I'm Jyta. Nice tusks. Do they get in the way of kissing?"</span> she said flirtily. This guy was in his twenties, she guessed. He wouldn't pay any attention to her. She was known as a slut and she was fine with that. Her friends had admired her.... until she made out with all their boyfriends. She turned back to the 'dragon with the guitar and waited for both of their answers.
Khuta turned. He was expecting to be replying to someone within eye level. But instead, he had to tilt his head a few inches down. The feydragon was dressed in a suggestive way. <span style='color:gray'>Friendly person</span>, Khuta thought as she turned to the other male and spoke to him. <span style='color:gray'>I'm Khuta,</span> he said when she turned back to him. <span style='color:gray'>Am here for a few gigs today.</span> He set the bottle of vodka down. Half of its contents already gone. He opened up his mismatched wings to flex their muscles. He didn't use much of his wings today and they were feeling a little stiff. After folding back his wings and a short pause, he turned to her and added, <span style='color:gray'>Nice to meet you.</span>
OOC it is ok if I join right. Charatcer: Abelmatt, aka Matt. Clothes: A pair of 3/4 length, light material, very dark blue. Dark green t-shirt that was slightly tight fitting. Matt had just gotten past the bouncer, he didnÂ’t need any idea even though he was only 17 he looked 18 enough. He was silently smug as he made his way past the people. He was out for fun, the academy got way to boring for him and sometimes he just craved excitement. He was hoping Jade would join to, she was supposed to be on her way but who knew. Matt headed over to the bar and found a slight gap in the crowd, he took some drink he found their that was untouched, the owner didnÂ’t seem to be around so he took a deep swig. He sighed as the slightly bitter taste of beer filled his mouth and he drank it down, he wanted to get a lightly light head. He eased himself onto the stool and sat down looking over the people in the bar. Their seemed to be a little crowd around some cute feydragon girl, he gave them a quick glance and they eyed up some of the other dancers in the club. It was a bad habit considering he had a girl but sometimes his eyes did wander, he mentally slapped himself for being an idiot and waited for Jade.
OOC: well seeing as u already joined.... Jyta sat on her stool and flirted with guys who were at least 4-8 years older than her.... but they didn't need to know that. She looked at least 20 even though she was only about 3 foot 2. A were across the room caught her eye,but he quickly looked away. He looked like a were, but this light was so whacked out she couldn't tell. Seeing as the second 'dragon still hadn't answered her question, she slid off her stool and whispered close into Khuta's ear, <span style='color:green'>"I'll be right back you stay here and look as hot as you do right now."</span> She licked his ear and went straight to the 'dragon.
ooc: x.x Sorry I'm posting late. ic: Xhankis turned to her, but then seeing she had his back to him and was conversing with the other pendragon, he just let out a slight chuckle at her question and went back to taking sips from his drink. <span style='color:red'>This place is a bit crowded... I like it.</span> he thought while examining the room packed with all different types of 'dragons, smiling to himself. Looking through the crowd, he spotted a familiar face: Matt. He was the one who'd hosted the dorm party earlier in the month. Slightly he waved, but didn't really care if Matt noticed him or not. Turning back to face the counter, he once again caught the bar tender staring at his tusks. <span style='color:red'>"Got a problem?"</span> he inquired in a sharp tone. Quickly the 'dragon turned away to serve some drinks to another group of pendragons. The tender's behavior slightly pissed Xhankis on, but he decided to ignore it for now. This weekend he was supposed to have fun... He let out a sigh and took another sip from his glass.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Okay i know that I'm posting really late and I'm totally sorry for it. Character: Malak Appearance: black leather mini-skirt, black one-sleeved midriff-bearing top (long sleeve) </td></tr></table> Malak argued with a bouncer about her age. She was perfectly legal despite what the 'dragon said. He wouldn't take her ID. Finally some idiot of a 'dragon pulled her past the gaurd and bought her a drink. She managed to steal from him in 'thanks' for his help, so now she had a rather nice amout of money in her purse. She walked onto the dance floor and danced for a bit, when the bands changed she got off and sat at the bar. She noticed a Lukuo that the tender was being particularly nasty to and decided to sit next to him, she had no thoughts on what the heck a 'dragon looked like. She rarely kept her normal form anyway, but she decided to give her shifting a rest after she left the school grounds. She tried to strike up a conversation with him. <span style='color:blue'>"Hey, do you come here often?"</span> <span style='color:blue'>Oh now there's a great conversation starter</span> She thought to herself sarcastically. She wasn't the type to mingle with other 'dragons that often. Only to con them.
Jyta was just starting to head over to the were when she saw another fey trying to hit on her turf... rather, the Lukuo with tusks. Her eyes narrowed and she held up a 'one minute' finger to the were and stalked over to the fey. <span style='color:green'>"What are you doing? You're on my turf."</span> She looked at the fey's outfit. <span style='color:green'>"Nice skirt though. Now are you gonna leave, or should I get the bouncer?"</span>
Khuta was caught off guard as Jyta licked his ear and went off. Shaking his head, yet enjoying the attention at the same time, he took another swing of his drink. He looked along the bar and noticed several new people. A bartender was being particularly rude to another Lukuo like him. Khuta knew how it was like being stared at. What with his half look and all. But he can't help thinking that the guy beside of him got a worse mutation. <span style='color:gray'>Catfight!</span> Khuta's head screamed. There were two feydragons now and one of them don't look that happy. She didn't sound that happy either. However, Khuta stuck around a little just to see how it goes. Lucky thing he has a gig to perform soon.
Matts attention was caught when he saw the feydragon walking over to him, he smiled at her politely as he mulled over funny ideas in his head. He had no intention of doing anything but they were funny ideas. He hid a frown though when she suddenly turned around and went back to her crowd, he was feeling a little left out of things and he wanted some company. He kinda shuffled slowly over trying not to look like some tag along. He was surprised though when he saw waving back, he grinned and raised his hand to show he saw him. As eh came over to the group he saw how the two feydragons were about to start a fight, well one was anyway. Matt grinned at the impending fight, he was looking forward to the bouncers trying to catch them.
Malak rolled her eyes at the fey's comment. <span style='color:blue'>Since when am I not allowed to talk to people?</span> She thought. She turned to face the fey. <span style='color:blue'>"Listen if you really want to fight then let's go outside, and just so you know I'm perfectly legal. I can have more than a few sources verify that if you want."</span> She said. This fey was really getting on her nerves. Malak shifted her form. She was still her usual height of 3'2", but know she had lethal spikes on her tail, steely talons, and her eyes seemed not to be there anymore. It was her favorite form if she had to fight, it kept her eyes fairly safe, throwing a good centemeter of tough hide over them as they sunk back into her head. <span style='color:blue'>"like I said, I have no problem with fighting you,"</span>
OOC|| OMG. I'm so sorry. I HATE SCHOOL AND PARENTS THAT DON'T LET YOU GO ON THE COMPUTER UNTIL ALL YOUR HW IS DONE! --' IC|| Xhankis turned towards the female voice that he'd heard. He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly the feydragon came back, making a big deal about how this new 'dragon was on her 'terf'. Smirking, he watched the arguement with interest. Soon it was getting to the point where the new 'dragon had threatened to take the matter outside. In the corner of his eye he noticed another pendragon approaching, probably interested on seeing how this would turn out, too. Side-glancing over he realized it was Matt. A few seconds later, Xhankis took his gaze away from the fight scene to look around the club. It was now transformed; about 3/4 of the people who were dancing had stopped and were now bystanders, watching the two fems, waiting for something to happen. <span style='color:red'>'Dragons these days...So eager for violence.</span> He sighed, taking another sip from his drink. <span style='color:red'>Although I must admit...I'm a hypocrite.</span> Still smirking, he watched for what the fey would reply, or how she would react to such a threat.
Jyta was a little startled when she saw the fey shapeshift, but she didn't let her know that. <span style='color:green'> "You know, you're a shapeshifter, and I'm a telepath. You're tough, and I'm a pain in the ass. I think we could get along. Whadda say?"</span> She noticed everyone had stopped dancing and were watching. <span style='color:green'>"You'll scatter right this second if you aren't prepared to die." </span>she hissed through her teeth. They went back to the dance floor as if their feet were on fire. Jye held out her hand to the fey. <span style='color:green'>"I'm Jyta."</span>
Malak shifted back, for the most part, she still kept the spikes and talons. She should have known the other fey was a telepath and she would have clapped a hand to her forehead would it have not looked as though she was crazy. She then remembered something she had heard some telepath she had conned tell her. <span style='color:orange'>"If you don't want me reading your thoughts you little conner i suggest thinking in feelings"</span> Oh how she would remember that advice. She followed it at that moment. She must have gone through just about every emotion she had in her until she had sorted out her thoughts. The first: confusion, This is so damn weird. The second: reason, Weirder things have happened. The third: logic, Add a telepath and have a trio of a con artist, a telepath, and a seductress of an empath. The fourth: not giving a crap, Why not? She could always bash the fey's skull later. <span style='color:blue'>"I'm going to be blunt, I've never been in a more akward situation, and at the moment your proposition seems like a good idea. Though I'll have you know: I reserve the right to beat you to a bloody smear on the wall."</span> Malak said.
