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Post by Pietro Maximoff on May 2, 2013 5:18:40 GMT -5
 He was on the dance floor, dancing along to the beat of the music pulsing through his veins. His senses were extremely high in the packed nightclub. The rhythmic beating of people's hearts and pumping blood were louder than the music. A perfect setting for an interesting night. As he moved, he tried to draw just enough attention to achieve his goal.
The club was the perfect setting for a night on the town. Boredom had gotten the best of him and he took matters into his own hands. A few drinks and a dance or two couldn't land him in too much trouble. Surely people had better things to do than show up in a nightclub at random and start hunting him. It wasn't as though anyone here knew anyway. He had some self control. Whether others around him did or not was another matter entirely.
The lights were dim. The music turned almost to a blistering volume, one that would surely make your ears bleed. The whole aroma and feel of the place was dark and seductive. Bodies grinding together and their scents entwined. It was all these things combined that made this a dangerous place. So much fun to be had here tonight and too little time.
It was almost like a window shopping trip to him. As he looked around he could picture the various uses of the people around him. Whatever he decided to do, he would have to be subtle about his intentions and their result.
He moved toward the bar with a slow, yet almost seductive step. Everything was in order to keep the ball in his court and all eyes on him. He ordered a drink but hadn't touched it yet. His light eyes scanned the place once again. Here, sex was worshiped, as were other humanly vices. Nobody was off limits in a place like this. Nice and crowded.
He turned back to the bar and grabbed his glass. he sipped the expensive liquid slowly, savoring the burn. The aged flavor was enough to taste it. He put the glass down slowly, following it with his eyes. When the glass reached the table his eyes slowly looked up and he saw a rather unfamiliar girl heading toward the bar.
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