<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Timestamp: 18-19 Dyo, night. Character: Ebony Fang (19th is her hatchday), without wings Clothing: Red lace corset, short black skirt, thigh-high heeled boots Location: The Panic Room Weather: A little chilly but a starry night</td></tr></table> Her heels clicked on the stone floor as she passed security and into the main club. As usual, she was on her own and she didn't like it. She hated being on her own. Especially tonight. Tonight was her last night of being 17, for at midnight tonight she turned 18. She cast her sapphire eyes around the room. Being 9pm and a school night, it was only really full of the older Acadamy students which pleased Ebony quite a bit. She made her way gracefully over to the bar and leaned on it in such a way that it got the young male bartender's attention for he got a nice eyeful of her breasts. She smiled sexily at him and he asked her what her poison was. A birthday surprise. It's my 18th from midnight. She said softly. He grinned and busied himself behind the bar making up a cocktail full of odd fruity things that she wouldn't have dreamed to put together. He handed it over to her after a brief showing off with the cocktail shakers and told her it was on the house. It was a pinky red colour and it tasted rather nice. Her heels clicked on the floor again as she moved to sit down on a sofa chair over in one corner, watching who was there attentively and sitting in a "I'm here and willing to be approched without trying to bite your head off" look, sipping her cocktail. She knew it probably wouldn't be long before someone came near.
Adun walked into the place, looking around and seeing the place for the first time. He was not very impressed, just a bunch of flashing lights and other pendragons dancing with eachother. He had been forced to leave his sword outside, and felt anxious without it. He had regained his strength and some of his looks since the incident in trilok, but his eyes still bore a great sadness, one that would not go away. No one noticed him come in, and that was quite fine with him as he sat down, not noticing the other pendragon across from him.
Ebony's sapphire eyes watched as in through the entrance a young male pendragon entered, looking a bit lonely and lost. A sly smile sneaked its way onto her lips as she watched him walk over and sit down across from her. She patted her short skirt as if moving out a crease before returning her eyes to him. Hey there She said smiling. Her voice could be heard okay above the music in this area of the club so she didn't have to shout. I'm Ebony, what's your name? <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>My rping is rusty, it'll get better promise lol</td></tr></table>
<span style='color:red'>Why should I tell you?</span> He said, leaning back and closing his eyes. The only time people spoke to him was when they wanted something. One of his eyes cracked open a sliver, looking her over once and then shutting again. She was attractive, he would give her that, but he was not in the mood to talk.
Ebony's head moved slightly to one side, curiously looking at him. He seemed to think she was going to bite him or something! Maybe because I'm trying to be polite and you seem like a guy who know's what he wants from life and I want to get to know you? I'm sure I've seen you around campus... She said with a shrug of her shoulders and sipped her drink. If he was going to be hostile, perhaps she should divert her attention elsewhere? No, this guy seems like he's a nice guy below the surface. I'm sick of all the bad guys on campus... She thought privately to herself
<span style='color:red'>Well well well, someone who can actually read my expressions for once. Name's adun</span> He said, smirking at her. She was right, he did know what he wanted from life. She interested him, it had always been hard for people to read through his facade.
Ebony was slightly surprised by his sudden turnaround but completely pleased about it. She smiled right back at him. Nice to meet you Adun, She said smiling. So what brings you to the Panic Room then?
<span style='color:red'>Heard about the place, wanted to check it out. Why are you here?</span> He asked, giving her a slight smile back. His eyes were fully open now, the violet iris showing, along wiht the few flecks of gold color always present.
Well, it's my birthday tomorrow so thought I may as well come out and party. Although there's the whole no-alcohol policy. But they make some good cocktails She said grinning. She found herself looking at his eyes, amazed at the colours in them. Wow...You've got really gorgeous eyes..
<span style='color:red'>Not as good looking as yours</span> He said, smiling at her and thinking about what she had said. ...If only she knew the real story about my eyes. He thought, stretching his wings a little.
She smiled and felt herself blush a bit at his compliment. A hand moved to put a strand of her long silver hair back out of her face as it sneaked over her shoulder. Er, thanks. She managed to say, feeling a bit shy. Do you fancy a dance?
<span style='color:red'>Why not?</span> He said, standing up and moving over to the dance floor, waiting for her. It was awkward for him, he never liked being in big crowds, especially of people he din't know. He forced himself to calm down, everything was going to be fine. His right hand went instictively to where his sword was usually kept, as a reflex that provided him some comfort, even though it wasn't there.
Ebony's heart jumped with glee as he agreed to dance with her so she put what little remained of the drink down on a small table and got up, following him. She paused, just looking at him. He seemed uncomfortable. Hopefully, I can make him feel a bit better she thought as she smiled and moved besides him on the dancefloor. It was a lot louder over here than it was back over by the seating area so any talk would have to be shouted or said loudly into the other persons ear. She didn't mind too much though and she started dancing to the beat, and being musically minded, she knew all about beat. Her dancing was not slutty or not robotic, it was a nice fit in between and she wasn't too bad at it either.
Adun watched her dance, his eyes following her movements. After watching her for a bit her closed his eyes and let some of his fighting stlye seep into his moves, creating an interesting display. Eac move was swift and calculated, and if one imagined an opponent, they would see that every major organ had been hit, with the killing blow being delivered as the song ended. <span style='color:red'>You're a good dancer ebony</span> He said, smirking at her and feeling better than he had in days.
She could see he was watching her as she danced, she didn't mind at all. She just kept on dancing. Her eyes would occasionly catch his but not for long and when he began to dance, she watched him with fascination in the same way that he had to her. She could tell he was a fighter- she took fighting lessons at the acadamy- and she could recognise some of the moves he pulled off. Normally she would've found this rather odd, but for Adun, this seemed to work really successfully. And she found it rather attractive. The track stopped as did the dancing pair and she smiled at him in the brief pause between tracks. His compliment made her blush again (why was she blushing? She couldn't quite figure it out. Maybe it was something to do with that she'd been around one too many bad boys recently...). Thanks. You're not a bad dancer yourself. She said smiling and closing in the gap between them as someone shoved her rudely but understandably on the now quite crowded dancefloor. The next song came on and this one was slower, meant for couples. She found herself looking at her feet, a bit lost for once. She wasn't sure whether he'd appreciate her quite yet putting her arms around his neck and them dancing together...
Adun smiled again and tilted her head up, leaning in close to her ear. <span style='color:red'>May I have this dance?</span> He asked, wrapping an arm around her.
He took the initiative. She liked that in a guy. She smiled as he gently tilted her head, the feeling sending a rush through her body. Of course, this happened a second time when his arm went around her. She smiled softly and said in his ear It would be my pleasure She reached up and placed her arms around his neck, her eyes locking with his and still smiling. They truely fascinated her. She'd never seen eyes quite like his before.
Adun danced with her, his attention still focused on her eyes. His other hand cupped her chin again, stroking it with a gentleness unknown to him. She was attractive, and he liked her. His tail intertwined with hers, burning a red/orange color.
She purred softly as he stroked her chin, liking his soft touch immensely. She hadn't been treated so nicely in such a while. One of her hands idly fingered gently through his hair, feeling how soft and well-cared for it was. She moved her mouth just that much more closer to him as she gently pressed against his body with her own, wanting to feel him against her as they danced. They were close enough to kiss
Adun felt her press closer, tempted to kiss her. All it would take was a small movement of his head...no. He couldn't not here, not now. <span style='color:red'>Ebony...just, not here, ok?</span> He said, making up for it with a peck to her forehead.
