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Thirst-Day with Lucien
Oct. 20th, 2022 07:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wasteland_101Angel looked around from the upper level of the club. It wasn't her club, but she owed the owner for letting her sleep in a small apartment that was behind the manager's office. So she worked in different positions around the bar when she didn't have another job lined up.
Tonight she was helping security. Just keeping an eye on things until one of the other bouncers came in. It wasn't long before she spotted some all too familiar horns in the crowd. The night just got a lot better. She just had to bide her time.
When her cover came up the stairs she nodded and slipped away. A short while later she emerged from her apartment and headed into the club. She wore a pair of black jeans that looked painted on and a matching black halter top. Nornally she kept the scars on her back and arms covered since she didn't want to deal with all of the questions that came with them. She wanted to do the opposite tonight.
She wanted the attention tonight so she had done something a bit special. She had found some reactive body paint and took the time (and a quick favor from a bartender friend on break) and painted her scars so she would light up when she got down to the main floor and under the black lights.
And light up she did. All of the different scars on her arms were almost like a tiger's stripes and her jeans had different runes and sigils for strength, protection, and endurance. Why did she choose those? She did odd jobs for all sorts. From repair work to bodyguarding to item retrieval and most things in-between but she didn't do torture or outright murder. These were just her go-to protections for any job.
Now to see how long it would take to get the attention of the one she had spotted earlier. For now, she was going to dance until she caught his eye.
Tonight she was helping security. Just keeping an eye on things until one of the other bouncers came in. It wasn't long before she spotted some all too familiar horns in the crowd. The night just got a lot better. She just had to bide her time.
When her cover came up the stairs she nodded and slipped away. A short while later she emerged from her apartment and headed into the club. She wore a pair of black jeans that looked painted on and a matching black halter top. Nornally she kept the scars on her back and arms covered since she didn't want to deal with all of the questions that came with them. She wanted to do the opposite tonight.
She wanted the attention tonight so she had done something a bit special. She had found some reactive body paint and took the time (and a quick favor from a bartender friend on break) and painted her scars so she would light up when she got down to the main floor and under the black lights.
And light up she did. All of the different scars on her arms were almost like a tiger's stripes and her jeans had different runes and sigils for strength, protection, and endurance. Why did she choose those? She did odd jobs for all sorts. From repair work to bodyguarding to item retrieval and most things in-between but she didn't do torture or outright murder. These were just her go-to protections for any job.
Now to see how long it would take to get the attention of the one she had spotted earlier. For now, she was going to dance until she caught his eye.
