Who: Arion and Open What: Arion goes dancing, with an eye out for trouble... When: Evening Where: A club in downtown New York Rating: TBD Status: Incomplete
Arion had been keeping his eyes open as things worsened with the vampires, and tonight he had decided that he would go out, and mix pleasure with getting an idea how bad things were. He chose, for his dancing pleasure, a club that had always been a neutral ground, a place where those who were in the know could come and dance with, play with, and meet with vampires without worrying about being drained dry or turned, unless they, before witnesses, claimed such a fate as their own.
If this place was still safe, it might mean there was hope for the world. Arion doubted it, but he felt an obscure need to see what there was to see. He’d dressed up in full out colors, with the blues and reds of his outfit clashing horribly, and his eyes almost glowing with anticipation. It was a good day to play. He was powerful, more than enough so to deal with one club if things got out of hand, but he wanted to know exactly what was going on.
The journey there was boring, but the entrance to the club was a good one, with good music, and a huge crowd. As he entered, he smiled, and braced, magics within his grasp.