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[fury]

The club stands on a busy street, a socialites dream restaurants, pubs, bars and clubs galore. The Yard Bird, it looks like nothing special. It has a queue of trendily dressed men and women stood at the doors and the sign shows a back garden, grass and blue skies. There are two immaculately dressed bouncers, one male and one female, both in expensive suits.

[Ghost]

After a quick ride, Aaron and Analise pulled up quite some way down the street from 'The Yard bird', looking down towards the club for Kane and Alucard. Might be they were over there already, although Aaron doubted it; the Harley had taken him and his passenger pretty fast through the London streets.

"Might be you're better off not being seen with the others for now, dumping," he said over his shoulder to Analise. "I've come to learn that sometimes, when in a group, you might have a strategy that might get you all the way, only to have it blown by a comment from a well-meaning ally. But again... it's your show; you do what you want."

[Dehoffren]

Hanging onto Aaron’s waist a little longer than actually necessary Analise eventually loosen her grip a dismounted the bike as elegantly as she could muster. Standing on the curb side she adjusted her clothing to reveal a little more cleavage. “Yep you’re probably right. I’ll head in a scout around” Turning her head to face the queue of patrons “Not the worse job I’ve ever done” she mused in a serious tone “But not the best either” Re-painting the smile on her lips she faced Aaron once again “Thanks for the ride gorgeous” bending forward she planted a kiss on his cheek before heading toward the Yard Bird.

At the nightclub’s doorway she curtly smiled at both of the bouncers knowing that they weren’t going to stop her entering the premise. Once inside she sidled up to the bar and ordered Pernod. The club is dimly lit to convey an intimate atmosphere, the air is a heady mixture of body odour and perfume and it assaults Analise’s nasal passages. Settling in a bar stool she sips at her drink nonethechantly allowing her eyes to sweep over the scene before her companions make their entrance.

Edited by Dehoffren, 31 July 2008 - 06:20 PM.

[Ghost]

Snapping playfully at Analise after she kissed his cheek, Aaron watched her walk off, pulled off the curb and drove off. First he'd stop off at a certain manhole near the Globe and leave a note to Sally:

"Care for a late nite stroll one of these evenings? Your least favorite and most obnoxious Yank is back in Londinium, and begs a moment of your time. I'll come by here at 3 o'clock tomorrow night, or if another time would be more conveniant for you, send me a message on this number..." below which he added his cellphone number, and 'A.S'.

Tying the note to a flower he picked on the way, he dropped it down the manhole. Then he sped off, hoping to catch some nightguard or other at the morgue.

[Cole Caecus]

Alexander and Alucard pull up to the club, the bike howling, then he gets off, and after Alucard does, He presses a button, and it makes a little beep.

"Dont touch it until i come and press the button, else you will be in for a nasty surprise. And trust me, any surprise from me is worse than you could ever imagine."

Then he pulls out a walking cane out of his bag, and prepares to enter the club. He walks right passed the bouncers, looking them both in the eyes, almost daring them to stop him.

[currymaniac]

Alucard stared at the bike for a short while longer, then turned and followed Alexander past the bouncers. This was certainly not a place that he would frequent, much too common, it reeked of hormones and the like, and he had to stop himself for a brief moment to grow accustomed to the smell before moving on.

He was unsure whether Analise would be here already, but hoped that if she was she would keep from annoying Alexander, it was bad enough working with these people without having them bickering all the time, he wasn't sure if he would be able to put up with that.

[fury]

The bouncers do stop Alexander and Alucard, [color=#6666CC;]"Where do you think you're going? There is a queue!"[/color]

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The club has a strange smell, one reminiscent of freshly cut grass. On each wall scenes of normal gardens are displayed, ones with lawns and childrens play areas, ones with immaculate flower borders, ones with overgrown weeds and wrecked cars in them. In one corner there are a slide and swings. The bar tables look like lawn furnitute. The music is a pumping bass, the dancefloor packed with sweaty bodies.
There is a VIP area, which appears empty except for one man who watches the dancing crowd intently.

[currymaniac]

There was indeed a queue, and unfortunately for Alucard, he was neither in it or at the front. What to do, what to do? He couldn't very well explain why he deserved to go in before these lesser creatures, at least not truthfully. He considered his wallet, he was sure he had enough in it to bribe the bouncers, but of course that relied on the hope that they would take the bribe. He was not used to situations such as these, he didn't usually go into places that required you to queue.

He looked at the back of Alexander's head, hoping for inspiration, but none came. Therefore, he fell back on his secondary hope, that he would get him out of this.

[Cole Caecus]

Alexander pulls out something out of his coat and hands it to each of the bouncers.

"I know there is a queue, and we were in front, remember?"

500 each.

[Dehoffren]

A playful smile hung around Analise’s lips as she watched the young and naive cavorting on the dance floor. She had moves that they could never dream of but now was neither the time nor place for a display. The decor of the Yard Bird had taken her somewhat of a surprise, other clubs that she frequented were dingy and were a million miles away from the nature theme that the owners seemed to have going on here. The juxtaposition between the idyllic cottage garden and the vandalised urban garden wasn’t lost of her but seemed a very quirky choice. And then there was the smell....odd she thought.

Swirling the drinking straw around her glass her eyes settled on the plush area which she assumed was for those who thought they were cut above the rest. The man that was seated there was watching the dance floor with an intensity of a predator stalking its prey. She knew that this man could be a harmless voyeur but under the circumstances she thought she would investigate. Swaying over to the VIP area she stopped directly in front of the man and cocking her head to one side purred in her best sultry voice “No point watching honey, come and dance with me. I’ll asked the DJ to put on his slow set if you prefer”

Edited by Dehoffren, 04 August 2008 - 12:14 PM.

[fury]

[color=#6666CC;]"Boy do you have more money than sense!"[/color] said the male bouncer snatching the money from Alexanders hand and letting him and Alucard through into the strange club.

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The man sniffed at Analise and laughed, [color=#6666CC;]"Sorry honey, you've got the wrong man, I don't do dead chicks."[/color]

[Dehoffren]

Analise giggled taking no offence at the comment “You really should give my kind a go, in our situation we never ask for a long term commitment”. Snuggling into the seat beside the man without any hesitation she nodded towards the dance floor “So what are you into then? See anything you like?”

[Cole Caecus]

Alexander walks into the Yard Bird, looking at the scene and almost smiling, Almost. He begins to look around for one who looks broken or disfigured, and spots the Miss Analise Flirting with some person, almost sitting on him. He ignores her, letting her spend her time in any way she sees fit. He walks to the bar and asks for a drink, and leaves a healthy tip, healthy enough to pay for his drinks for the rest of the night, but as a tip, not a tab. Thanking the man (or Lady, if its a lady it will be different) he walks away, keeping his cane in hand, and goes to sit in some dark corner with his back to the wall, and watches the bar for anyone out of place. Besides himself of course.

[currymaniac]

Alucard followed behind Alexander, right to the bar, where he saw the vampire leave a rather generous tip, and he used the word generous lightly. Analise was flirting with someone he noted, she was not hard to stop, and nor was her rejection. He smiled as he saw that, there was something poetic about it he felt, but he had never been good with poetry about the normal things in life, death was a much better subject, in had more depth, more meaning, and it was eternal, well, at least for most of the population. He stood at the bar after Alexander had left, he did not wish to stay too close to him, to make him feel uncomfortable. My this place stank, it reeked of filth, debauchery, the lower classes. That he should be here, it was disgusting, but the order also came from a prince, and as much as he might like to be above one such as he, he was not, and never would be.

[fury]

[color=#6666CC;]"Sorry, I just can't stand the smell with your kind, "[/color] says the man wrinkling his nose. [color=#6666CC;]"Now her, "[/color] he points at a buxom redhead, [color=#6666CC;]"her I could enjoy. So may I ask why you are visiting my club? I warn you, drink from anyone inside this club and your out on your ar*e, I will not have my patrons preyed upon."[/color]

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The dancefloor was heaving with bodies, men preened and showed off to attract mates. All appeared normal

OOC

roll perception and alertness. Add the amount in perception to the amount in alertness and roll that amount of d10s post the full results.