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"Helloooo." Aw, there went the other half. That would make things harder. Oh well. It would be easier in the long run if they got to know her first.

Zane didn't like this at all. Not one bit. He responded to the grin with a discontented frown as he was pulled away. But Ivory had moved on to another conversation, so it would be impolite to hover. Did he /have/ to abscond with this guy, though? "I would really rather not."

We'll see. No, I'm not letting him burn anyone.

2015-07-14 08:48:29

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"You are Ren? Right? Spyders said he would invite someone named Ren, and you're the only one I don't know." She asked.

"Well too bad. I want to know some things." Once they were out of eartshot of Ivory, he leaned against the wall. "So. What's up, bloodbath?"

Too bad, burning him might shut up him.

2015-07-14 08:53:10

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"That's right. I'm not really sure /why/ he dragged me along, but I'm glad he did now. And you must be Ivory."

He bit his lip. "...that is not my name. And also not particularly any of your business."

Actually, it would cause him to scream in unbearable pain.

2015-07-14 08:56:16

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"Yes. I am actually." She smiled politely.

"Yes but I'm sense a vampire in front of me. What's up with that?" He paused for a second. "Did Ivory do that?"

But he would learn his lesson.

2015-07-14 08:57:43

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"Ah, I've heard a bit about you then. I assume this party wasn't your idea?"

"...no. Cale." And that was all he intended to tell him.

And be dead.

2015-07-14 09:00:17

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"Ah. No. Lance is the more extroverted party type one. I prefer a night indoors."

"Oh really? Because you and Ivory seem /very/ close."

More room for me.

2015-07-14 09:01:38

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"Something we have in common, then."

He glared. "And why do you care?"

You'd send her on a killing spree.

2015-07-14 09:03:06

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"Hmm. Why did you decide to come, then?"

Did he hit a nerve? Perfect. "Hmmm, no reason. I just don't want her getting hurt is all." He hummed.

As if I need to be the only one here to do that :] <3

2015-07-14 09:05:14

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"Dragged, for the most part. And I was told to try and be more social."

"...neither do I. So if we could just agree on that and end this conversation now..." He tried to move away.

Wimp or not, Clarenz would stop you somehow, I'm sure.

2015-07-14 09:07:53

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"Well I guess it's better than being in times square right now. That place is a mess."

Oh. He grinned. Well then. He got it now. "Oh Ivory." He called over. "Could you come here please?"

She heard her name. "Excuse me just for a second Ren." She moved over to Spyders. "Yes?"

"If put on some music, would you care to dance with me? You can dance, right?"

She hesitated for a moment. "Yes, I can dance, but are treating Zane well."

"Yes I have been treating Zane Hart well." See. Full name.

"Okay. I guess so."

Nah he, wait- the fuck is Spyders doing. He's never asked her to dance. I don't like this.

2015-07-14 09:16:21

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Ren raised an eyebrow at the three. This couldn't be good.

Zane, for his part, was extremely confused. He'd called him by his full name? ...and he was asking her to /dance/? Wasn't he, like, three hundred years older than her? That was just creepy. He wasn't sure why, but the idea made him uncomfortable.

Quick, shoot him.

2015-07-14 09:20:50

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Without hesitation, he pulled out his phone and switched it the the music player, turning it up as high as he could before taking her hand and leading her to the more open area. Carefully, they glided with movements. He had his hands firmly on her shoulders. Of course, this was all leading up to something for him. When she wasn't paying attention, he looked over at Zane.

A smirk spread across his lips as his eyes filled with determination.

"Dude your parents are going to be gone /all/ weekend?" Emma's voice came from her cellphone, which currently on speaker as Ivory cooked.

"Yes. They're on two different business trips. My mother is in London and my dad is in Berlin. What is so weird about that?"

"The fact that you're staying inside! You know what. I know /exactly/ what we're going to do. I'm coming over. Be there in twenty."

Before Ivory could disagree, Emma hung up. Well, at least her meal was done.

Of course, Emma wasn't bluffing. She practically let herself in as well. Not that Ivory minded. She was used to her friends doing that. What she didn't expect, however, is Emma to have two large shopping bags.

"Emma, what is that?" She asked once she got to the living room. "An even better question what the /fuck/ are you wearing?"

It was like an /entire/ rainbow threw up on her. More than usual to. As if someone gave her the keys to a wonderland of cupcakes. She had fake extensions of different pastels attached to the sides of her head, along with different color beads and bows. She took hello kitty to the max as well.

"Don't ask. Shower. Now. Where going somewhere."

"Where?" Where on /earth/ are they going with her dressed like that.

"The club."

"Emma we are 16! How are we going to get in?! Let alone me wanting to go."

"I have fake IDs, and my brother is driving us, and if you don't go, then I'll tell your mom that you had sex with me and you're gay."

What on /EARTH/?! "Okay. Fine I'll go." The last thing she needed was that.

"Good. Shower. Put these on when you're done. All of it." She tossed one bag to Ivory.

She sighed. Well looked like she was going to the club.

Now they were in Ivory's room, sitting in front of the mirror in...whatever the hell this was. Could she even call these clothes? Now Emma was shoving Ivory's hair into a wig cap, and sticking a more styled wig on top of her head. Apparently it was to 'look more of the part'. As if this makeup didn't make her look old enough. The fake piercings...well Ivory almost had a heart attack at first, thinking they were real. Saying how her mom would kill her if she got piercings. The spiked jewelry? That was...okay, she guessed. A bit cliche...but okay.

Then she was shoved into the back of Emma's car and drove to a club before being shoved a fake ID. Oh God. The birth date. There was no way she looked twenty-two. They were in line. Oh God. The bouncer looked like he could break her in half. They faced him. She handed him the ID, trying not to look nervous. Oh God. He's gonna know its fake. He's know it's fake and call her mom! They were marked with a blue marker, and sent into the club.

Wait...they made it in? Ivory gave a breath of relief. "Okay. We're in. Now what?" Ivory nervously asked.

"I don't know. Dance?"

"But there's like..../way/ too many people."

"Then sit at the table and flirt with guys till they buy you a drink. That's what I'm doing." She led Ivory over to one of the empty tables near the walls. They both sat down.

A few hours had passed, and Emma was clearly flat out drunk. She was flirting with guys and girls left and right, and Ivory kept her eyes on everyone she talked to. The last she needed was to be slipped something.

Currently, Emma was dancing with a red haired female, and a male in a top hat. Emma whispered something into the top hatted male's ear, and started to grind against him. Um...well then. Emma then had her back to her, and the male looked at her with a smirk, his eyes filled with determination.

Gently pushed Emma to the female, and walked over to the table.

"Care to dance with me?" He asked.

She shook her head. "No thanks."

"Then I'll sit down." he sat down. "You've been staring at your friend for quite some time now. What's up?"

"I'm just concerned, is all."

"Ah. I see now. She's very lucky to have a friend like you. Does she usually get this drunk."

"No. Not really. I've never seen her drink this much before."

"Well, why aren't you drinking? You've sat there all night from what I've observed."

"I don't...I don't drink. It's not my thing."

"Ah. One of those girls. Well, your friend has been talking to me about you, Ivory."

"Like what?" Now she was interested.

"How you really enjoy the goth culture, anime, reading vampire novels, and that your favorite color is black."

"Well, she is right."

"Good. That means you're much more interesting to talk to. Oh!" He grinned. "Forgive me. My name is James, ma'am."

He had manners? Well this was a first. She smiled. "Nice to meet you James."

He leaned close to her ear, whispering into it. "I know this isn't what you really look like. Emma showed me a picture of you on a normal basis on facebook. You are /quite/ attractive for a young woman, and you could easily sneak in again without this look."

Was that a compliment. "Oh really? Thanks. But....how old do you think I am?"

"Well Emma already told you me you're sixteen, but you could easily be twenty-three."

"And how old are you?"

"Hmm...Eighteen?"

"I'm insulted. Higher."

"Twenty."

"Higher."

"Twenty two?"

"Close, but higher."

"...Twenty three?"

"Clossserrr."

"Twenty-Four."

"Yes. Twenty four."

She...wow. He was so nice to her for someone in their twenties. It was a wonderful change.

Something buzzed. James took his phone out of his pocket. "It's my friend Kane. She said Emma passed out so she's taking her home."

"Oh. Well uh...she was my ride, so I should be-"

"I could take you home."

"Wait-really?"

"Yes. Really. Besides, I wanna get to know my fair skinned princess more."

"I'm no princess, but a ride home sounds wonderful."

Back in the present, Ivory gently pulled away, unaware of what was going on with Spyders or Zane currently. "I think that's enough dancing, it'd be rude to leave Ren hanging."

2015-07-14 10:58:54

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His hands clenched into fists, both at the current activity and at seeing James again. He and Spyders were of the same dickish variety. He hadn't hurt or offended anything but her ears, though, so she was okay, Zane thought, and this was probably just Spyders being an asshole as usual. Though he wanted to wipe that smirk off his face.

Ren had been considering joining in the festivities and pulling a partner swap to get them to dance together, but it looked like that little whatever-it-was was already over. Oh well, they'd have other chances.

2015-07-14 15:25:41

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With one last look at Spyders, Ivory went back to Ren's side. "Sorry about that." She apologized. For a second, she glanced at Zane. From the look on his face, she could tell he saw something. Well...it wouldn't hurt to ask? Next time they were alone together, she would ask about it.

Spyders looked from Ivory to Zane, grinning. "I'm so sorry Ivory, but I realized I have some things to attend to before the new year starts. I'll talk to you very soon." He gathered his phone, shutting of the music, and promptly fucked off. Though his gaze always remained on Zane.

2015-07-14 22:46:46

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"Oh, it's fiiine. That's what parties are for, after all." They eyed Spyders as he left. He might be a problem. He must be eliminated. ^_^

Zane also watched him leave, his brows furrowed and his mouth in a frustrated line. How did she not notice this? He was basically walking out of the store backwards.

2015-07-14 23:25:07

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"Mhmm. Though usually any larger amount of people wanting my attention can be ...overwhelming, I guess?"

2015-07-14 23:30:27

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"Completely understandable. Fortunately it's now just the three of us, and Lance, if he ever comes out of hiding." And the other three, of course. Plus one more if Zane even had a devil, which was debatable.

2015-07-14 23:33:19

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Oh he has a devil, and he likes fire!

I thought you didn't want to talk to them.

Shush.

"Lance is...wherever right now. I usually leave him be."

2015-07-14 23:38:18

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"Hmmm. That's probably for the best."

RW: Oh really

RW: I can get behind that sort of hobby

RW: Glad you changed your mind Miss Gunslinger

Are we doing this again? ...we're doing this again. Joy of joys.

2015-07-14 23:40:48

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"Mhmm. He can be an odd one sometimes, but he's still my best friend."

It's Lucinda, and yes, we are. Before Spyders royally sabotages everything again.

2015-07-14 23:43:25

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"Those are nice. And you can't really blame someone for being odd, or I'd have no friends at all~" They smiled, then said under their breath, "Besides the voices in your head, of course."

RW: He should be gone for now

RW: And if not

RW: Well

RW: I'm sure there's a knife around here somewhere

Can we talk about something besides first-degree murder?

2015-07-14 23:49:35

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She paused for a second before taking one glance at Zane and whispering to Ren. "You know about those too?" She spoke softly the other.

What. Does killing people bother you?

2015-07-14 23:51:45

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Their smile broadened. This just got better and better. "Of course. Either that or I'm just crazy. But both are more likely true."

Suggested that casually, yes.

RW: Oh don't be such a spoilsport

RW: You were the one who wanted to shoot him earlier

2015-07-14 23:55:09

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"Then who thought it was a good idea to throw two crazies into a room together? I can't hear them too but...eh, I just know a lot, I guess."

I'd kill a bitch in an instant to get what I want.

2015-07-14 23:57:14

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"I'm sure Lance explained everything to you. By the way, what should I call you by?"

RW: I'm sure you would

I'm sure you -- /hey/.

2015-07-15 00:00:31