Hawke Valentine | Air Dragon | Black Guard (arrogntasfuck) wrote in noir_mystere, @ 2015-04-25 01:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, audrey pierce, early ledisi, hawke valentine, kellan dalton |
THREAD: HAWKE, KELLAN, EARLY, AUDREY
WHO: Hawke, Kellan, Early, Audrey
WHEN: Saturday night, April 24th: Midnight
WHERE: The Hellfire Club: A Goth Club in Halifax (Then moving Hawke/Early to The Garden Maze)
WHAT: Clary & Audrey's group 'girl's night' collides with Hawke & Kellan's ritual de-stressing activity. Fist fights, dancing, kissing and surprising bonds discovered.
RATING: Mild. There will be a kiss. And some dancing. And possibly some blood. Cursing definitely.
OPEN: No? Maybe? (Perhaps Maks later in the thread for Audrey)
Hawke rarely did anything to 'de-stress' the way normal people did. But one of his favorite things to do was to go out to dark goth or rave clubs and dance. It might seem strange, but there was something about listening to the dark music and letting it move him that helped the half breed unwind. It didn't hurt when he found a pretty girl to dance with, which sometimes turned into more. Dancing was after all very sexual in nature, especially when Hawke did it. He was lucky that his best friend and partner in crime, Kellan was also a fan of the Goth club scene. It was their darker natures and the primal nature it spoke to.
The two young men had been at the club for a few hours, enjoying their evening. As usual Hawke didn't drink, as alcohol was one of those things he thought dulled the senses and instincts. He had a bottle of water he occasionally sipped between sets of dancing. Sometimes alone, sometimes with a girl or two. He and Kellan didn't exactly dance together, but they stayed near each other, joking and checking out the eye candy. At the moment Hawke was finding a pleasant distraction in the form of a rather tall, lithe and flexible girl with long red and black hair. He could see Kellan a few feet away, chatting with two lovely ladies. He knew it was a matter of time before his friend either chose one, or charmed them both onto the dance floor.
The girl Hawke was dancing with pressed up against him, her long thin arms wrapping around his neck as she moved with him. She was a little on the skinny side for his tastes, but she wasn't trying to talk his ear off, nor was she drunk, two things Hawke tended to despise in potential dance partners. And she was a good dancer. There was nothing worse then a dancer partner with no rhythm or chemistry. The chemistry was lacking here, but she had rhythm. Hawke was dressed in his normal attire, all black. Tonight's ensemble favored soft leather and many layers. It was a little warm, but he had a charm around his neck to regulate his body heat at all times, so he could wear what he needed or wanted. He didn't like to show off the marks, unless he was at the school. Most assumed they were tattoos, he didn't correct them. The girl spun in his arms and pressed her tiny ass into him. Hawke grinned and slid his hands down her body to rest on her hips as they moved together. Catching Kellan's eye, Hawke grinned and winked at him. Tonight was going to be a good night.