Characters: Prince Siobhan, OPEN Setting: April 8th, 2011 11:18PM Content: PG-13 at the least, subject to change. Summary: Prince Siobhan @ Pink Progress: Incomplete
More human than the human, more human than the human....The song blasted through the run down building in the French Quarter, it was irritating but the younger beings here seemed to enjoy it. Siobhan tilted her head to the side as she stepped into the club. The things that amuse them...It never ceased to amaze her. A delicate hand slid to her forehead, pushing some unruly brown locks from her face as she proceeded to the bar. The three burly men behind her disappearing into the crowd with ease, which wasn't hard in a room of people that looked like they could rip your head from your shoulders. Slithering her way to the bar, Siobhan wiggled her fingers at the bartender with a bright smile forming on her lips and within seconds she had a glass goblet of red substance sitting in front of her.
She welcomed the greetings from her fellow vampires with a smile, playing the perfect media face even when off the clock, even offering advice to those that needed it. But when eyes were diverted from her, she made her way to a small table in the corner. Siobhan slid into seat facing the crowd, allowing those dark brown eyes to scan over it cautiously. A lot of new faces were showing up in her town, she wasn't going to complain about it, but she didn't have to like it. New faces meant possibilities for unwanted violence, which was something she really rather not deal with. Of course if needed she would, it was her duty as a Prince to make sure that everything ran smoothly in the lovely city of New Orleans.
Her mind drifted off as she sipped at the coppery substance in her glass, wrinkling her nose lightly at the taste before setting it down on the table. Another booming industrial song flooded from the speakers, making the delicate looking woman glance towards the DJ. Really? More of this garbage?....Sighing lightly, she shifted in her seat, sinking down and crossing her arms just under her breasts. It was rare that she showed up in any of the local establishments, even the ones for only the supernatural races.
Siobhan glanced up when a couple more vampires made their way through the pulsing crowd to say their hellos. Offering another sweet smile, she extended a hand to them, chatting for a few moments before politely ending the conversation and returning to her glass of stale blood.