Who: Imogene and Althea What: Club stuffs - Prank central When: August 20th 2014 Where: The Obsidian Rose Extra Notes: Rated TBD / open, in progress
It was busy at the club tonight but not Friday night busy and for some reason, Gin the club owner was pretty giddy and excited. She couldn't explain it herself, other than spout out some jumble about the Network but it was part of her derangement. She had gotten a fairly mild one compared to other Malks she had seen in the city, and in her head. Every once in awhile, she was struck with another one but Manic Depression was her main one. It left her, for now, skipping through the club, chatting away with patrons and dancing. She sometimes tended bar but tonight, the two she had was enough. Talented enough to contain the rush, most of which, she hoped, hadn't happened yet. She liked it when the place was jumping, with humans and vamps alike. Well, the way she was feeling right now, she did.
It was only a few more moments until her sister would be moving down from their apartments to join her out in the club proper, almost time for her to start her shift. When she had taken over as the owner of this place six years ago, she had made sure that her twin would have a place here. She had had the upstairs overhauled from private rooms to apartments, taking out the stairs that would lead up and putting in an elevator, hidden behind the bar in an employees only part. As she danced with some of the begging fans of her's, she wondered just who would be coming down tonight in the guise of her sister Althea. She had to keep a close eye on the personalities her sister had gained after being Embraced by their sire, the older twin getting the worse of the two derangements between them.