Ravyn: ((Just to set the setting)) The Club: The New City nightclub. Catering to the disaffected youth of New York, this 18 and over nightblub features the best in house and techno, as well as a good, strong mix of 80's Goth and New Wave. The lighting is set up to provide plenty of places for wallflowers to hide, yet also allowing the floor to be well-lit. While it is an 18+ club, there is in fact a "beer garden" that serves alcohol to anyone who can get in with the proper ID (or $20 bucks slipped to the right person).

Tansy: ((Fuck, I only have one who would go to a club. *hangs head*))

: ((*L* i'm debating between Eddie and Schul. since i've a feeling that Rach would not be likely to go to a Catie-safe club...*snickers softly and grins*))

Ravyn: ((Was the club scene a bad idea, guys?))

Rachelle Andrieson: *limps up to the door, leaning on her ebony cane, slipping a bill to the bouncer to be allowed right in, flashes the ID, pays the cover, and slips in, heading for the bar*

Tessa Nunn: (I like the club myself)

Rachelle Andrieson: ((*is IN the club*))

: ((open?))

Tansy: Waring a pair of hip huggers and a Care bear t-shirt that actually falls to the top of her jeans. Her hair is lose like normal, and she is wearing her books on her feet. She makes her way into the place.

Tessa Nunn: Unlike the rest of the rest of the world of darkness, Tessa has id! And she shows it to people! So she flashes her canadian drivers liscence at the door and heads on inside. She's still managed that 'I some how managed to make myself look pretty by accedent', with her black hair tossed up in a high pony tail and only a bit of lip gloss tossed on. But she's got backless, gold halter style tank top on the shows off all her curves to good effect, a pair of tight fitting, low slung jeans and sneakers (they're far more practical for dancing in). (http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=coppermine&file=displayimage&pos=-190)

Tansy: Pays the cover, shows her ID, and pockets it she heads to watch the dancers on the dance floor more than anything. ((this works. *S*))

Tessa Nunn: (yup!)

Rachelle Andrieson: *normal blue jeans with a deep violet blouse tucked in, waist length hair tied at the base of the neck and allowed to sweep free from there, she looks up at the tender* Coke, please.

: ((what kind of club?))

Tessa Nunn: (can you still smoke in clubs in NYC?)

Rachelle Andrieson: ((In WoD...I usually say yes.))

Ravyn: The Club: The New City nightclub. Catering to the disaffected youth of New York, this 18 and over nightblub features the best in house and techno, as well as a good, strong mix of 80's Goth and New Wave. The lighting is set up to provide plenty of places for wallflowers to hide, yet also allowing the floor to be well-lit. While it is an 18+ club, there is in fact a "beer garden" that serves alcohol to anyone who can get in with the proper ID (or $20 bucks slipped to the right person).

Schulyer: *abandons her usual Edwardian-esque attire fora short plaid skirt, knee-high Docs polished to a high gloss and decorated with chains, and a cropped white tshirt bearing a Transylvania U logo. hair pulled up into a high ponytail. pays the cover and heads in, straight for the dance floor*

Tessa Nunn: (*nods*)

Ravyn: ((In my opinion, yes, because in the WoD, Guiliani's reforms never went through, thus leading the way for anti-smoking laws.))

Tessa Nunn: She crinkles her nose a bit at the stench of cigarette smoke where it meets the smell of sweet and beer but pushs on towards the bar. One or two drinks will dull the senses.

Rachelle Andrieson: ((*points* Yeah...what he said. My usual way of saying it is "In WoD, the world SUCKS. Homeless everywhere, healthcare is ignored. Laws are VERY flexible. Basically, hell on earth."))

Ravyn: The bartender, a young, strapping man with a bit of a Henry Rollins-look pours Rach a Coke and hands it over, flashing her a grin.

Rachelle Andrieson: *takes the coke, eyes a stool and shakes head before moving to a nearby table against the wall*

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Tansy: She stands off to the side of the dance floor watching the people dance, nibbling on her lower lip.

Tessa Nunn: She shrugs a bit, "Music's good at least. Is Michelle around or did you come alone?"

Rachelle Andrieson: *offers a shrug* Just me. She's probably at home with Sam.

Schulyer: *dances with the air of someone needing to get something out of her system*

Tansy: And with a slight smile as she watches the dancers around her she starts to dance.

Tessa Nunn: "Sam is her partner?" Her hips start to catch a bit of the beat almost unconsciously.

Rachelle Andrieson: *nods* And one of the best people I know.

Schulyer: *she's tall, lithe, and strong. and doesn't really care what anyone thinks of her style. writhing energetically to the beat with motions that entice while they seem to warn others to look, don't touch*

Tansy: Her eyes drift closed as she dances and feels the music, trying to just let go.

Tessa Nunn: "Cool I'll have to meet him, or her, soon." She Grins as she looks around, cheeks starting to flush a bit. "God don't you love that energy. Like static building as all these bodies bump and grind against eachother."

Rachelle Andrieson: ((LEAVE MY NICK ALONE!!!!!)) I am sure you will. *looks out at the crowd* Like a living organism they are.

Tansy: ((Sorry guys had a comp hiccup))

Michelle Morgan: ((BAD COMPUTER! My DD was almost typed!))

Schulyer: *pounds, whirls, writhes, and flexes to the music, eyes half closed as she simply sinks into the beat and takes it into herself*

Tansy: She relaxes as she dances remembering the feeling as she lets her body move to the music.

Michelle Morgan: Whoa, the rock chick's gone Goth. In she goes, dressed in a black satin corset and matching gossamyr-like shirt. On her feet, leather knee-high 2 1/2" heels. Her hair is dyed red for the night, and she's got the deep crimson lipstick, and heavy kohl under the eyes.

Samantha Jacobs: She moves after Michelle, dark eyes looking around and narrowing at the barrage of noise. While Michelle is decked out, she's done simple in torn jeans that hang low, held up by a studded belt. A plain, black tank top that reveals the multitude of scars on her chest, and a plain, leather choker.

Michelle Morgan: ((My other DD was better. *Pouts*)) She slides her hand into Sam's, smiling at her, and looks around the club.

Rachelle Andrieson: ((So? My DD sucked nads. *L*))

Michelle Morgan: 8,5,7,1,

Samantha Jacobs: She rolls her shoulders once, and threads fingers into Michelle's, looking back to her.

Rachelle Andrieson: 3,9,6,5,6,10,

Tansy: She doesn't seemto notice the other people around her as she dances, eyes stillclosed listening to the musice and the changing of the songs, adjustiong her movements as needed.

Rachelle Andrieson: *eyes lock on the couple, watching a moment before she glances down* There she is.

Michelle Morgan: Loud club, funky lighting...she doesn't immediately notice anyone.

Samantha Jacobs: 9,4,6,9,3,3,9,

Samantha Jacobs: Nothing gets by Sam. That IS her job, after all. She nudges Michelle, pointing towards Rach.

Tessa Nunn: "Mm..." She blinks and looks over. "Ah...." She hops up and down and waves at Michelle. Yes, she's going to need some work on the coolness factor.

Rachelle Andrieson: *moves to a nearby table and sits, letting her cane lean against her, leg straight out under the table*

Michelle Morgan: She looks up, noting Rachelle and Tessa, and beams to the both of them. She leads the way, bringing Sam along and speaking quietly in the other woman's ear.

Schulyer: *another dance, and finally she slips from the floor, tossing the red-and-purple ponytail over her shoulders as she strides to the bar. people tend to move out of her way, and if they don't, she tends to simply push past them*

Tessa Nunn: "I still can't believe I know Michelle Morgan." She murmers to Rachelle. "And god she's even hotter in person then on tv!" She blushes. "I'm such a geek aren't I?"

Michelle Morgan -> Samantha Jacobs: "The girl who just waved is Tessa. She's a newly-Awakened Ecstatic...her stepfather and mentor called Rach and I and told us she'd be coming. Nice girl."

Rachelle Andrieson: *shakes head* She's a beautiful woman. The shock goes away after a while, so no, you are not too much of a geek. *smiles*

Samantha Jacobs: She nods to what Michelle says, allowing the other woman to lead her. Eyes dart around the place.

Tansy: She knows she should get something to driunk but she fazes right into the next song continuing to dance, that is why she was here anyway.

Tessa Nunn: She pulls at her shirt a bit to straighten it, and grins sheepishly at Rachelle. "Good. You'll tell me when I get really geeky won't you?"

Michelle Morgan: Over to the table she goes, and she releases Sam's hand in order to give Rachelle a hug. "Hey, you." She gives Tessa a quick smile, getting ready to make introductions.

Rachelle Andrieson: *winks* Trust me. I won't let you do anything that will make the papers. *gives Michelle a quick hug*

Schulyer: *gets a drink fromt eh tender. a simple bottle of water. tries to settle at teh bar, ignoring the fellows to either side of her determined to make nice*

Samantha Jacobs: She glances at Tessa, a short nod to her... and even a smile for Rach, though she doesn't crowd the woman.

Tessa Nunn: "Hi," She says just loud enough to be heard over the music. She looks over Michelle and grins a bit to Sam. See there that's a girl who knows how to dress for comfort.

Michelle Morgan: She smiles at Rach, then slides smoothly back to Sam's side. "Tessa, this is Sam. Sam, Tessa."

Rachelle Andrieson: *smiles up at Sam* Looking good darlin.

Samantha Jacobs: She smirks to Rach. "Thanks. Not so bad yourself." She glances over to Tessa, and offers a hand to her. "Nice to meet you."

Rachelle Andrieson: *grins* Liar. I look like a lawyer.

Samantha Jacobs: "So?" She says bluntly to Rachelle.

Schulyer: *growls under her breath and abruptly leaves the bar, heading to a clear table and dropping into the chair, flicking her skirt out of the way as if used to a much longer one*

Tansy: She opens her eyes and slides her way off the dance floor, pulling her t-shirt down she heads to the bar to get something to drink.

Rachelle Andrieson: *looks around the club then back to Sam* Not exactly the legal set here you know.

Tessa Nunn: "Good to meet you Sam." She does an energetic bounce again.... ah to be 21 again! "Alright! Who's dancing. We gotta contribute to the dynamic energy flow."

Samantha Jacobs: "... so?" She repeats again to Rachelle, and glances at Tessa. And then looks back to Rach.

Rachelle Andrieson: *shrugs* You win? *grins at her*

Rachelle Andrieson: *pats the chair next to her, looking at Sam*

Samantha Jacobs: "Of course I do." She waves away some smoke curling their way, and slides into the chairnext to Rach, glancing up at Michelle and Tessa. Make the military woman dance? Aha, no.

Tansy: She makes her way to the bar and once there she asks for a water and hands over the money and takes the bottle of water. Twisting off the top she takes a sip of it as she looks back out to the dance floor.

Rachelle Andrieson: Such modesty. *laughs*

Rachelle Andrieson: Such modesty. *laughs*

Michelle Morgan: She smiles and rubs Sam's back lightly. "You two ladies chat. I'm with Tessa...I feel a groove comin' on."

Rachelle Andrieson: I'll chair dance. Thanks.

Tansy: She slides onto an empty stool as she watches the dance floor sipping at the water.

Samantha Jacobs: She nods up to Michelle, smiling a little bit, before she glances at Rach. "Well, what did you expect? It's -me-."

Tessa Nunn: She pauses in her hopity hop to give a strang look to Sam before she shrugs it off, mood only mildly dampened. She nods to Michelle and waves to the other two women before starting to the dancefloor. Hips a swaying already. She reaches up with her right hand to put a finger on her left shoulder, tracing something letter or character like on her skin.

Tessa Nunn: 2,

Schulyer: *booted toe taps lightly to the music, cold eyes casting around herself warily*

Michelle Morgan: And out to the dance floor she goes behind Tessa, a grin on her face.

Rachelle Andrieson: *smiles* Of course, I should have know better. How have you been hun?

Samantha Jacobs: She nods a little bit to Rach. "I've been okay. I'm learning. Slowly, I'm learning." She nods a bit. "Yourself?"

Tessa Nunn: She grins back at Michelle. "I would never have pegged you for an army wife."

Tansy: head and shoulders mopving to the music she swings her feet a slight smile on her face as she listens to the music.

Schulyer: *sips her water morosely. content to sneer at the crowds until she's done*

Rachelle Andrieson: *nods at her words and thinks* The same I guess. Struggling my way through things slowly.

Michelle Morgan: She chuckles. "Yeah, me neither. Who knew?" She winks at Tessa, and finds a spot on the floor, her eyes half closing as she starts to move with the beat, finding the Lakashim.

Tessa Nunn: 4,3,5,5,7,

Michelle Morgan: 1,8,5,3,10,5,6,

Michelle Morgan: 3,

Tessa Nunn: She starts dancing near Michelle, frowning a bit as the mojo fails to be of assistance but fortunitely she's got enough natural talent to hold her own any how.

Michelle Morgan: Well, she's certainly danced BETTER. She hasn't danced in a corest in quite sometime...that's probably a big part of it.

Samantha Jacobs: "Sometimes it clicks, other times it feels like your're in quicksand." A little nod, understanding. A pause, because squeezing Rach's hand a little awkwardly. Hey, she's trying,

Michelle Morgan: ((Oh, yeah. Gotta love that Performance Aptitude. *G* DLP)) She finds the beat fairly quickly, the smile on her face spreading a bit, and she quickly connects with the beat, moving in time.

Rachelle Andrieson: *gives the hand a soft squeeze* Exactly. And there are times when you finally figure it out, and everything changes.

Tansy: capping the bottleof water and keeping it in one hand she makes her way backout to the dance floor, moving to the beat she slides backonto the dance floor.

Samantha Jacobs: "Yeah." She says, quietly, and then makes a face as smoke drifts. A hand waves it away, and she almost seems to growl. "Fuckers."

Tessa Nunn: Eyes closed she relaxes into the beat, not sigh about bumping up against those around her, save the leather clad Michelle who she doesn't touch. At all.

Rachelle Andrieson: *gives Sam an understanding smile* We can move you know.

Tansy: She finds a good spot on the dance floor and still holding the bottle of water she closes her eyes and begins to move to the music.

Samantha Jacobs: "There's smoke everwhere though." A snort. "What are you doing for the fourth of July?"

Schulyer: *finished, she rises and stalks back to the floor. quickly losing herself in the rythmn*

Tansy: 7,9,1,2,8,1,2,4,

Rachelle Andrieson: *thinks about that* I...do not know. I don't think I have made plans. Why?

Tansy: Yeah she is not good at all, she has decided that she knows the reason for this finally.

Samantha Jacobs: "Because I'm making fireworks." She sounds SO pleased with that. "And I am going to set them off. I don't know if my brothers will be around, but you're defintely invited to watch things explode."

Michelle Morgan: She twists, spins, hands moving in time...body movements matching the heavy gothic flavor of the Sisters of Mercy currently booming. An occasional glance goes Tessa's way, a grin on her face as she sidles by her from time to time, making brushing contact unless she tries to avoid it.

Rachelle Andrieson: *smiles at that* Sounds very nice. I will be there.

Samantha Jacobs: 8,2,6,3,7,9,6,

Rachelle Andrieson: ((WOOF!))

Samantha Jacobs: She glances at the dance floor watching Michelle, before she shakes her head, and turns back to Rachelle. "Going to cook. Fourth of July... seems a lot more important now." She nods, almost jerkily.