Who: Georgina Kincaid [in disguise] and open Where: Club Luna When: Tonight What: Succubus on the hunt Ratings: TBD Status: In Progress
She'd only been in Preya for a few days, and Georgina could feel her energy level beginning to dwindle. She'd used up a little bit of it when she had shape-shifted away a few scratches from Aubrey when he'd expressed his displeasure at the fact that he'd been forced into a cat carrier, and it was about time to head out there and see what she could find. Or rather, who she could find.
When she walked out of her apartment building, she still looked like herself. Twenty-five minutes later, she was a rather slender redhead - hair perfectly framed to fall around her face, tall - but not too tall - dressed in a short, hip-hugging burgundy dress. It was the type that would be quick and easy for her to get in and out of, perfect for a night like this. No mess, no fuss, and she could be done quickly...not that she always liked to rush.
Her plan for her life in Preya was mostly the same as usual - she'd stick to men who already had more than a bit of darkness in their souls - but that didn't mean she wouldn't make exceptions at times. Honestly, she was genuinely good at picking them out of a crowd but occasionally she messed up a little, so she didn't want to promise herself and then end up breaking said promise. As she stepped into the Club Luna, she let the succubus energy do the work for her as she crossed the floor to the bar for a drink...which she, of course, didn't have to pay for thanks to the very attractive guy she'd stopped right beside. Lifting the vodka gimlet to her lips a few minutes later, she smiled and looked over at the pickings on the dance floor.