Night's Omen

Lothaire was decked out in his usual informal night dress. A tight black T-Shirt and a pair of leather pants, along with his large boots he was so fond of. He looked every bit like a human rockstar with his long hair, leather and just his overall attitude. He had heard raving reviews about this place from both Midnight vampires and some of his human contacts. So naturally, Lothaire decided to check it out. He had drug Dimitri along, who in his suit coat, turtleneck and black slacks looked like he could be Lothaire's Lawyer, Body Guard, Agent or any combination of the three.

"There...that seems to be a fine table there, go and grab it for us Dimitri..I shall get us some refreshment."

Dimitri quickly moved to secure the table, which was in a very good spot for viewing the stage, which is what they were there for. Shortly after Lothaire arrived with two Top Shelf Vodkas on the rocks and the two sat back to enjoy the show. Hopefully since tonight was "Midnight" themed, Lothaire would be entertained by the show instead of by tormenting people around him as he sometimes did for fun in public.

Lothaire sat back and took in the girls on the stage, they were beautiful and so nimble. He sipped his drink and waited for the Midnight portion of the show to begin...it should be interesting, but if not...he had already found a couple of weak human minds in the crowd..and if he got bored they were going to be bombarded with horrible images thanks to Lothaire's Kendra prowess...yes Hopefully the stage show would be good, or they would encounter another of their kind that proved entertaining

Reilly was here often.  In fact, he was here so often that he was an occasional body guard for the girls on stage.  He walked them to their cars late at night and threatened anyone who even gave them unwanted attention.  He also knew several of the girls personally and often found himself talking with Eden, the head honcho.  Lucien, his own boss, wasn't ever supposed to know about that, though.  Bad politics.

Eden had yet to convince Reilly to get on the stage himself, but they both knew that it would happen eventually.  Especially given how close he had gotten several times in the past.

He moved through the tables with ridiculous ease, almost too graceful for a man of his build.  His hair fell into his eyes - it was definitely time for a haircut, but God, that required time - and the sound of his heavy boots on the floor disappeared against the music and voices and sounds.  The Onyx hunter was unarmed, as was policy, but he didn't require guns and knives to be obnoxious.

Unconsciously, he found himself walking towards the two vampires in the crowd.  There were several, but the two together seemed to attract his attention.  He didn't, however, fully approach them at first.  He was playing bouncer tonight, and well, everyone was on equal terms here.  Eden was fairly relaxed about that, so long as none of the girls got hurt and no one damaged his building in any way.  So Reilly did what he knew he was supposed to, he kept himself from making a scene.

That didn't stop him from eventually getting curious and paying them a visit, though.  He wanted to make sure that everything was Kosher, after all.  No funny business.  "Enjoying the view?" he asked, voice smooth and friendly, not being an outright asshole, not at first.  He was supposed to be good, those were direct orders.  His hunter instinct couldn't help it, though.  Vampires meant automatic scrutiny.

Lothaire was in fact enjoying the show until his view was blocked by this new comer. Ah a witch....and an Arun at that. Lothaire was amused. He wondered if someone had paid this man to kill him, or if the owner of this establishment wanted a closer eye kept on him. As the man spoke, Lothaire made a slight wave of his hand, and Dimitri adjusted his seat so that he was almost directly behind the stranger. Once Lothaire was sure they had the advantage he spoke.

"Good evening to you sir, the view here is quite excellent..."

Lothaire paused to drink the shot of vodka and human blood next to him, mentally projecting the delicious taste of the blood toward the Arun.

"If you would like, you are welcome to pull up a chair and have a drink with us. Oh and where are my manners...that is Dimitri Brevic, a business associate and friend of mine."

Lothaire signaled the waitress for another round of the blood tinged vodka, intentionally buying an extra.

"Sit, have a drink with us....my treat."

Lothaire took a cruel pleasure in corruption. He had driven Aruns to drink blood before, and the results were always amusing, since most of them found that they enjoyed it, and basically became a weird form of pseudo vampire.