Log; Open

[henkonasuisho.livejournal.com]

When; Jan 27, Nighttime
Rating; At least PG
Characters; Open; Zaheela [henkonasuisho], Greed [so_very_greedy], Mokoto [kendogrl]
Summary; What else does one do in a club but loose all rational thought?
Log;

The music was deafening, the scent of sweat and vertical sex stiffing, and the light was dim by human standards. It was the perfect place to get lost in senseless movement, drinks, and thoughts. Clad in a tight, button down, blood red collared shirt and a pair of black, hip worshiping, cotton slacks, Zaheela immediately was in pain the moment she entered, but it was better then the embarrassment she felt throughout the whole day. The blast of hot air that slammed into her face when she opened the door caused the tips of her hair to caress her neck, the sloppy ponytail for show rather then effectiveness.

Her eyes easily glew in the dim light, signaling to those around her that she was not human, but she didn't really care. She wasn't aiming to get drunk actually. She just wanted to loose herself in the music and swaying. That's why she came here anyways. If any moron tried to grope her or play with her tail, she'd simply kick them in the head. At least with this outfit it was easier to do.

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[kendogrl.livejournal.com]

Motoko trailed behind Zaheela fairly closely, not having been out clubbing before. Of course she had heard all about it, as she had been fortunate enough to take care of Kitsune's hangovers while she prattled on about how drunk she had gotten, or how many men had groped her. It didn't quite seem like her normal type of environment, but she wanted to at least give it a try.

Because of the photos of Zaheela that had made their way onto the network earlier, Motoko decided to try and make her feel better by wearing a dress (http://mitglied.lycos.de/archmagimon/gothic_motoko.jpg) of her own, the same one Kanako had abandoned her in the town in before. Just wearing it brought a touch of red to her face, but she tried to pretend like she didn't mind. She was there to try and have a good time, and more importantly, try and make sure Zah was feeling better.

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

Greed entered in after Zaheela and Motoko, keeping a few paces behind. He was still uncomfortable around Motoko and didn't need her screaming "rape!" every five seconds just for him being around.

He DID have to admit that Motoko's dress was excellent, though.

[henkonasuisho.livejournal.com]

Zaheela gave both of the an honestly sincere smile as she settled down at a table and flagging down a waitress in the same manner she had seen Faye do before. This time she wasn't in a dress she considered scandalous and had seen what to expect of the club. While that time, all she did was drink water, she had wanted to actually dance, but was uncomfortable doing so in the presence of strangers.

"Do you guys want a drink? I'm paying." She stated as she ordered the safest thing she could think of, a Strawberry martini. Hardly anything against her own natural defenses against the poisonous alcohol.

[kendogrl.livejournal.com]

Motoko sheepishly smiled and looked down at the small alcoholic beverage list in front of her, not being familiar with drinks. With a puzzled look on her face, she looked up and asked, "what would you all recommend? I haven't had much other than sake before."

[henkonasuisho.livejournal.com]

"Not to drink anything that alludes to sex." Was Zaheela's immediate response as she motioned for the waitress to wait for the rest of the orders. Her tail curled around the leg of her table as she visibly relaxed.

"Thanks." She said suddenly, her face calm.

[kendogrl.livejournal.com]

Motoko nodded and, still confused, ordered a strawberry martini as well, just to be safe. She folded her hands in her lap, looking around, worried that she would be attracting a lot of unwanted attention. To her relief, there were plenty of scantily clad women around, and she took a deep breath, assuring herself that nobody was watching her.

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

"How about I pay? I don't mind."

He ordered several bottles of champagne and red wine, then several orders of buffalo wings.

"So, how are you girls?"

[henkonasuisho.livejournal.com]

"Pft, I dragged you here, I'll pay. It's not like I'll be short on cash." She responded, half jokingly. A little surprised on the size of his order, she smiled.
"I Plan on joining the mass of bodies down there so I'll pass on the food for now. After all, Mokoto did prepare me something to eat earlier." She pointed out, even though in reality she only had been able to eat 3 mouthfuls before Greed had smashed down her door. Speaking of which.

"Don't worry about the door either."

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

"Whoa, whoa, I always repay my debts. I'll at least repair the door," he said, taking a look at the dancing area.

"Mind if I come there too? I've never danced with you before and wouldn't mind a go."

He watched as the first plate of wings hit the table.

[kendogrl.livejournal.com]

As hard as it was for her, Motoko managed to look at Greed with her face still happy. "Doing just fine, Greed." She still didn't want to be mad at him, as much as he had hurt her. And even if she was mad, she wouldn't let it ruin what was supposed to be a fun night out.

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

"That's good to hear, ba--Motoko."

Well, this was uncomfortable.

[henkonasuisho.livejournal.com]

Now, Zaheela may of been from Archaic times where dragons prefered to have you as a chewtoy rather then a partner, but even she could tell that there was tension bewteen the two companions. Already stressed, she growled loud enough to be heard.

"Oh stop being so tense you two! Honestly , a bloody golem is more relaxed." She didn't like knowing she caused two friends tension, and she certainly didn't want it see it tonight. Taking a dainty sip of her drink, she gave the two of them the look.

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

"I know, I know, I just try to keep things civil. I don't want anymore misunderstandings going on. I'm very anti-drama."

He devoured several wings and opened a champagne bottle, drinking straight from it. It was set back on the table and leaned back.

"I'm willing to let bygones be bygones if she is."

[henkonasuisho.livejournal.com]

Zaheela was enjoying herself, somewhat proud of her idea to head to the club. The tension in her apartment was stifling, and this was a welcome release. She allowed her tail to curl around the man's own, starting him a bit, before allowing his hands to skim her sides, leaning in as if whispering to a lover as they danced to the music. She had been lucky to find such a talented partner!

They danced and she flowed like water, catching the eyes of the people around her if only for a moment. Her hair messily framed her face as she moved to the beat, eyes darting back to Greed and Mokoto and gave them a grin that would of floored a Behemoth.

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

Greed turned Motoko in his arms, grasping her hips from the back as the beat changed yet again. It changed to a slower, more languid beat. He gently moved against her, running his hands up her slim arms and down her back.

"I'm glad you're enjoyin' yourself, Motoko," he whispered to her.

He took a quick glance at Zaheela and gave her a thumbs up.

"Good to see you're loosening up!" he yelled to her.

[henkonasuisho.livejournal.com]

The beat slowed down and the lighting had faded to an appropriate dark blue as she twirled around in the man's arms, the tail fins of her shirt flaring slightly to reveal a smidgen of skin for a moment.

"Can't always be a tight ass." She yelled back when the man suddenly let her backside slide down his leg, and she responded by drawing herself up, her tail becoming impish as it traveled upwards and flicked him in the chin. She purred and then let one on his hands travel down the small of her back and the other to play with the tips of her hair before secretly forcing him to dance another way. She may of liked dancing without the ridged conformity of the ballroom, but she could of sworn his hand was trying to dip into the hem of her pants.

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

Greed noticed the moment of distress and edge closer, bringing Motoko with him. They sidled up beside them, still dancing.

"Hey," he told the man, craning over to whisper in his ear, "I suggest ya' get lost before I punch your face through the back of your skull. Got it? Now smile and laugh like I just told you a joke and get lost."

The man and Greed both laughed heartily and the human went to another area.

"You okay?" he asked Zaheela.

[henkonasuisho.livejournal.com]

Zaheela was actually a little disapointed when her partner had run off and then sighed.
"Perfectly I suppose..." She mumbled before flipping her hair over her shoulder. "And It wasn't like he was biting my neck..." She murmured softly before stretching for a moment and smiling.
"Thanks Greed. I think I'm going to get another drink. Kind of parched." She turned, hips swaying as she sang along to the song and headed back to the table.

[kendogrl.livejournal.com]

Motoko turned back to Greed and smiled, quickly saying, "I'm going to join her." She pulled away, quickly following after Zah back to the table. It was weird being around Greed after what at happened, not that she'd admit it, but at least dancing like that was a start.

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

"So ladies," Greed said, sauntering up to them, "I hope you're both doin' alright up here."

He sat by Zaheel and patted her on the back.

"Boy, you really are a good dancer! You too, Motoko," he pointed to her, "I never woulda' though."

[henkonasuisho.livejournal.com]

"Jealous?" Zaheela questioned, turning halfway in her seat and sparing Mokoto any embarrassing moments for now.
"Of course, it's a natural thing to us Mithra." She grinned and turned back so that she was once again facing Mokoto. "Ahhh, and you were wondering how much it'd take to dance like that with me?" She chuckled softly before brushing her fingers under the woman's face. "Unfortunately, a lot."

[kendogrl.livejournal.com]

Motoko nearly choked on her drink, carefully setting it down and staring at it, avoiding eye contact with the Mithra across the table. She wouldn't be able to lie her way out of this one. She stuttered, "no, I know we couldn't. I'd be too embarrassed anyway..."

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

"Hey Motoko, you asked her out, right? I thought you said ya' wanted to."

He glanced back and forth between them, trying to get them both more receptive to his words.

"I remember it. You said you were interested in dating her."

[henkonasuisho.livejournal.com]

"No, but unfortunately, there is a certain problem with that. For now... It's not advisable." Zaheela muttered into her drink, thinking darkly of the problem in question.
"Not that I wouldn't be adverse to it, or a date with you greed. Which I believe you still owe me?"

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

"What's wrong? I'd really appreciate knowing," he said, concern on his face.

He grasped one of her hands in his and looked her square in the face.

"Quite frankly, I'd love to take you out, but I promised her I'd allow her the chance. What do YOU want?"

He continued to stroke her hand, wondering what she would say.