Clubbing

[Crazul Longfang]

He was sitting in a far corner of the club, as far from the rest of the patrons as he could get. He was doing his best just being here, since all he really wanted to do was run away and hide from people. He was nursing a bottle of beer, that, even though it did nothing to him, it still tasted good. He looked out over the crowd, watching the lights pulsate and the music blare as the people danced.

[Darcassan]

"You look like you're about to turn tail and run good sir" His voice was quiet enough to not be heard by the passing people, settling to sit opposite the man, keeping his movements slow as not to spook the man more then he already was, he held no real interest in the place he had just been doing his rounds and thought he would see what all the fuss was about, the elven armour and cloak he wore would keep the humans from seeing him, he as not highly fond of others staring at his more darker coloured skin to his usual elven heritage.

[Crazul Longfang]

He jumped at the man's words, head snapping around to look at him. "You are, not a vampire." He said, saying the last words slowly. Nearly imperceptibly he shifted his body, fighting his urge to flee. He took a deep breath, and opened his eyes again, letting the color he manipulated into them fade back into the total whiteness that was his normal appearance. His eyes, now looking as though they lacked pupils, examined the man sitting across from him. "You, also smell similarly to a scent I briefly came across 20 thousand years ago, while I was being used as a, a hunting animal." He forced himself to finish. He had scented this man around the estate, and seen Ajax interacting with him, so, he figured he was an ok person.

[Darcassan]

Watched him with greenish yellow coloured eyes. "I am a drow and you must be Crazul, pleasure to meet you, you may call me Dar, most do" He looked over to the bar, lost in his own thoughts for a few moments before pulling out a silver flask and taking a long drink, he was not highly found of human drinks, a chuckle passed his lips. "No I am no vampire"

[Crazul Longfang]

He nodded, "So an elf huh?" He said,"Like I said, I was used to track someone who's scent was similar to yours, just more, primitive." He said, rubbin at his obviously scarred neck. "That was, a, um, a bad time. Luckily it only lasted until the hunter died of old age." He muttered to himself, mind drifting a little. Shaking his head head, Crazul looked back at Darcassan. "Oh, my name is Crazul, uh, Crazul Longfang. I imagine I a older then you are, but, I, I imagine that you know more of the world then me." He said, surprised that he managed to keep the stutter from his voice.

[Darcassan]

"Drow are different from elves, our skin colour alone gives us away, Drow live under ground while elves live above ground but I guess Elf none the less and one is only old as one feels you could say" Taking a small look around, he had only stepped in here once before but he never saw the point in this place but more so cause he was much used to the forest rather then the city, which reminded him he needed to check on the forest, as it's guardian he had a job to do.

[Crazul Longfang]

"Drow," he muttered, thinking on the word, memories from an old man he had fed upon. "Drow, an, evolutionary branch of the elves, they, preferred to live under ground. They, viewed the trees their cousin race dwelt in to be, whats the word, indefensible?" He said, looking at Darcassan. "Yeah, indefensible, something about being to susceptible to fire." He added, shaking his head. "Sorry, sometimes the memories get away from me." He apologized, rubbing his forehead and taking a drink of the tomato juice in front of him.

[Darcassan]

"You are well informed Crazul" He studied the man before him before resting more in the chair he was seated in, he could tell by the aura's of the others just what went on with them without having to really look. "So what brings you here Crazul?" He was not really used to small talk but for now he would see what would happen, he held no ill intent toward anyone, he never did unless they threatened the coven otherwise he was usually seen at his post at the master's side or guarding the forest.

[Odette Nakai]

The small slender body of a female moves into the rather large looking doors of the Club. Having heard a lot about this place, in the city she decided it was worth checking out. Though she was not one for large crowds, she figured a little adventure was good. A smile crept along her plump pink lips as she looked around. Sky blue eyes taking in everything around her she took a deep breath in. The scent of sweat and liquor burned in her nose and she sneezed once. Shaking her bangs from her face she tilted her head lightly as she made her way on the outskirts of the club's massive dance floor. The lights played over her pale skin as they pulsed to the beat of the song that was playing. 

There was something almost magic about it all, as she watched the people on the dance floor crush together in a massive gyration of arms and legs. Something that had always confused her...Kalila stayed to the outskirts, not wanting to get sucked into the masses. At the edge of the bar, near the back she found a place to sit and quickly took it. When the bar tender asked her what she wanted, she thought a moment and then frowned a little. A quick look down the bar and she pointed to a shot glass that had a rather dark looking liquor in it. "Um, that please?" she said, and then in a moment she had the same thing in front of her. A blink and she sniffed at the heady liquid and her nose wrinkled slightly. It smelled as though it wasn't going to taste very good, but she downed it anyway. A sour expression hit her face as she felt it burn all the way down her throat and warm her stomach. "Holy jesus what the hell was that!?" she thought to herself, but then the aftertaste kicked in and she licked at her lips. "mm, okay maybe that wasn't so bad....." she thought, and flagged the bar tender down for another round. After about three more shots she started to feel warm and relaxed. Kalila turned slightly to watch the other people now, always having been more observant than anything else. 

[Crazul Longfang]

"Well, the human who was in charge of me one of the times they had me in captivity was well versed in such matters. When I finally worked up the thirst, and courage, to kill him and escape, the memories he had came with the blood. So, I picked up a few things in the transfer, and even remembered some of the things I picked p." He said with a chuckle. "As for what brings me here, I, um" He said, a bit of shyness coming through again, "Its been a while since I was around a lot of people, so, I'm trying to, uh, readjust myself to the situation." He managed to get out.