Halcyon Halls

Who: Cat, and Wes
Where: The Pit
What: Wes' dream has come true! Vegas has come to the island.
When: Friday night


With his hand tucked in her own, Wes gentlemanly lead the way down to "The Pit". It was hard not to look around, and soak in all the changes that had occurred while the place was closed. It seemed to be more rock oriented, and a little less Goth. It had been great before, but he could certainly see the possibilities of the new change. Plus, there was a fucking strip joint in the place now. How could you beat that? It was as if a part of Vegas had come to the island, and he was happier than fuck about it. Strip clubs were great, and amazingly, they helped keep him in line. Strippers would dance for you, tease you, get you all worked up for the right amount of tipping, but that was it. They wouldn't touch you, they'd have nothing to do with you outside of the gig. So, that meant you had to go home, and relief all that tension with the Mrs. Really, strip clubs were a great thing. Especially if you could get your significant other to come along with you. Now that was a turn on.

"Let's grab some drinks." He yelled over the crowd. The place was packed, not surprising. But between the dj, and all the people occupying the space, holding their own conversations, it was difficult to hear. Wes weaved his way through the crowd, pushing people to the side, so that Cat wouldn't have to bump as many shoulders, before finally finding them a spot at the expansion of the bar. His eyes moved up, and down the thing, seeking out a certain bartender. "Viv!" He yelled, waving his hand to get her attention. The girl was in a hustle, but she nodded, letting him know that they were indeed next to recieve her service. "You've never met Viv, have you?" He asked, turning to look at Cat. "She's the one who usually makes our drinks when we come here. Good kid." When she finally did approach, he gave her a glancing over, "J let's you out of the castle dressed like that?" He said, teasing the girl. When Vivian merely rolled her eyes, he went on. "Cat, this is Viv, Viv, Cat. I'll take a usual, and the lady will have whatever she likes." He pulled his wallet free from the back pocket of his jeans, taking out a credit card, and instructing her to just start up a tab for him.

Vivian introduced herself to Cat, shaking the woman's hand, before moving to get their order ready. Upon returning with the two drinks in hand, she leaned forward across the bar, showing off the pretty ring that Jaida had left for her that morning. Though she didn't say so much as to what it meant, she hinted heavily with a rather straight face what it signified. "Ha ha, very funny. I'm banning you both from the shop." Dull eyes rolled behind dark sunglasses, taking his drink, and offering Cat her own. "You think I'm joking?" He was joking, but honestly, the two were ganging up on him now, and that was not cool. Yeah, the little plan was cute, but he didn't fall for it. At least, he wasn't so quickly going to buy what they were now claiming. Together, yeah, he could buy that. Engaged? Ha, whatever ladies. "Tell you what, never mind the banning stuff. You, and J could have the wedding at the shop." Surly that would throw them off, if he started playing along. He hadn't however, counted on Viv saying they should make it a double wedding.

"Changed my mind, you two are banned. Be sure you tell J." Giving his head a little shake, he looked to Cat once more, "Ready to head over to the sin den?" Whether the strip club area had a name or not, he didn't know. But, that's what he would now be calling it. After all, some people tended to do nasty things in those places.

Who:  Ana and Xander
What:  Twin switcheroo for a beat down
Where:  Blades - Swords class

Well, Xander had certainly seemed interesting in the journals.  And from what Ava had told her, he was interesting all around.  Especially, where it counted.  Hehe.  But none of that would get him out of the beat down she had promised.  She had no skill with a blade, and since he was already in the class, she could only assume he had more skill.  But that was fine.  She could still try, and that was the whole point.  While she enjoyed succeeding, it was all the thrill in getting there.  Hell, she was no grand street racer, but she still did it, and enjoyed it.  She had enough money that it was no real loss when she did lose.

In any case, she and Ana had worn matching outfits for today, not that anyone had usually noticed whenever they'd pulled switcheroos in outfits not even remotely resembling the other.  So, it was a bit geektastic that they matched on the first day.  People would get over it.  Besides, didn't guys lust over having twins in bed?  Ew.  As if she'd sleep with her sister.  That was just wrong.

Soon as class started, Ana listened for roll call.  Luckily, having a new student, the instructor did a roll call, and Ana noticed the face that matched the name.  Oh, and it was such a pretty face.  When they were told to split up for practice, Ana made her way over to Xander.  "Well, well - you wouldn't mind giving an old friend a warm welcome, would you?" she nearly pouted, giving him a blatant once over.  "I do need a partner, after all."