Mikael followed the others into the club, keeping his eyes down, appearing as an act of submission, but in reality, he was attempting to prevent any glamours from happening. When Trixy and Carson went the dance floor, Mikael followed David to the bar. He acted as though he was glamoured to David, not even attempting to sit down, even before David ordered him to stand. He stood in silence, his eyes pointed at the floor until he saw movement he recognized as Carson in front of him. He peeked his eyes up, avoiding any chance of a glamour, but enough to see Carson was trapped deep in a vampire's seductive control. He was nervous, but didn't want to pull out a gun, especially since he was supposed to be glamoured anyways.

To Mikael's relief, David decided to take care of Carson, ordering Mikael to stay with the bartender and drink. As soon as the bartender set down the Crown, Mikael took it as a single shot without a second thought. He had a remarkably high tolerance for alcohol, and often drank his booze fast and hard. As the liquid burned his throat, he made a mental note to thank David for ordering the correct drink. After the drink was gone, marked with a glass almost slammed on the bar, the bartender grabbed the glass, asking, "Do you want another one? You took that one down pretty fast."

Mikael kept his eyes locked on a spot of booze on the table left from what splashed out of the nearly-empty glass when Mikael placed it on the table. He simply replied, "Yes, sir." He kept his gaze down.

The bartender looked at Mikael with a harsh gaze and growled, "You look at me when you speak at me, you hear, bloodbag?"

Mikael decided to risk it, looking up at the bartender, although not into his eyes. Mikael stared right at the bartender's 5 o'clock shadow, a bit of red tinted hair barely growing on the bartender's chin, and repeated, "Yes, sir."

The bartender filled another glass with the whiskey, and Mikael took it down without a breath. As he brought the glass down to the table, he saw David, Carson, and Trixy walking towards a booth. Without saying another word to the bartender, Mikael stood and walked directly the booth, sliding in next to David.

After Trixy and Carson had said their piece, Mikael said, "When we were at the bar, the bartender said something about the special, which will happen later tonight. Do you guys think that special could have something to do with making us humans 'better'?"

Trixy felt the effects of the potent Chartreuse swimming in her brain, calming her from the inside. In the background, Trixy had heard Carson speaking, obviously looking for suggestions. Enjoying the calm after having to keep up a strong act for so long, she would let the others make suggestions first. With her chin resting lightly on her hand, she openly stared across the table at David with a smile. It wasn’t until Mikael spoke that she was startled enough to look away. He mentioned the bartender speaking about a late night special. “I don’t know about that.” She began, her words loosened a bit by the liqueur as she was beginning to relax “I spoke to two men and inquired about a possible clandestine menu, and neither of them admitted to being that kind of place.”

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Marigold turned quickly to face Kenneth, her eyes infused with lupine anger and her teeth bared in a growl “You were sleeping? Seriously?” she screeched. Mari couldn’t believe that they paired her with this imbecile, what kind of fool sleeps in the face of potential danger. She looked forward again, it was the only way she could keep her temper mellow. “Of course we don’t start a fight, we simply keep watch and report, like you should have been doing this whole time.” She said, the growl returning.

"I'm not sure, I don't think clubs serve blood, even if their vampire owned. If you want that stuff then you just have to look hard enough. What we can agree on is that something strange is definitely going on here, we just need a way to stop it." Carson replied, scanning around the club, noticing that it was still very quiet, but soon the sun would fully set and more vampires would come in from the outside. They had to get their mission done before then. Then he saw three large men enter through the front door, the ones his teammates had mentioned before. The men went through the door the large doorman was guarding, him graciously stepping aside as they entered.

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The three men went past the bouncer and enter the club. After that it was once again quiet on the outside of the club, the line to get inside the place growing as the sun set more and more. It looked like it would be a busy night inside the place.

Kenneth smiled at Mari's shocked reaction. He didn't know her all that well yet but he could already tell there was a lot of fun to be had with her. Her reaction to his nap had shown him the conflicts in their personalities. He liked dealing with these kinds of situations, someone always letting him have it his way did grow tiresome eventually. "Of course not," He laughed. "I was merely resting my eyes, you were keeping an eye out. I don't see how that would cause a problem. The job of lookout should be easy for someone as capable as yourself." The truth was he actually did doze off for a few minutes. He was surprised that she actually woke him up, he was actually fairly tired. Adjusting his schedule was always difficult for him. "So what's the situation like now? Do I need to stretch my legs?"

Trixy's went back to Carson when he spoke. She considered his words. "Well, what do you suggest we do, Englishman? I can't really go back there again so soon... it would draw suspicion. Plus, the owner is under the impression that when I come back it will be to agree to help him with his risky business..." her voice trailed off quietly. She looked back down to her drink and swirled the green liquid a little, causing the ice to clink against the glass.

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Marigold relaxed into the seat a bit. Whenever she did get angry, it was never for long as it went against her nature... unless, of course, she let the wolf take over. She kept her eyes watchful as the group of three entered the building. "We will only get out if the boss gives the sign." she said calmly to Kenneth. After pressing the button in her ear she spoke: "Let us know if you need us, they entered the building."

Carson was about to reply when he heard a bang which sounded like it came from the hallway inside the door that Trixy had gone into before. The club went silent except for the music emitting from the DJ by the dance floor, everyone seemingly turning their attention to the noise. Their attention was rewarded as a man was tossed literally through the door, knocking it clear off the hinges as he came out of it, slamming into the doorman, causing the doorman and whoever the person was who got tossed to be sent rolling across the club, finally coming to a stop on the dance floor as several people jumped out of the way, narrowly avoiding getting knocked down as well. Then the three large figures from before emerged from the doorway, serious looks on their faces.

The man who got tossed through the door rose to his feet, it was Earl, the owner of the club, his suit torn in several areas but his overall figure fine, the vampiric healing helping to prevent any serious injuries. Earl looked at the DJ who shut off the music, then every person who was on the dance floor either ran out of the club or retreated away, running into the stunned bar area. The bartender hopped over the counter, a shotgun clenched in his hand, he seemed to be waiting for an order from Earl who walked towards the three men, then spoke, his voice brimming with anger.

"You had to get these innocent people involved with this, you fools?" He said, rolling the sleeves on his dress shirt up. The three figures stayed silent, approaching him as the doorman who was guarding the door which got wrecked laid on the ground unconscious, the bartender walking towards the group as Earl give him a look.

"I already gave you my answer, now leave before I make you, forcefully." Earl sneered, then dashed towards one of the men, tossing an incredibly quick fist which connected, causing the one he hit to stumble backwards. The two others lunged at him, which Earl dodging both strikes as the bartender rose his shotgun.

The man Earl struck was standing straight in a split second of being hit and responded by grabbing one of Earl's arms, then twisting it terribly downwards, easily snapping bones all in the limb. The vampire let out a scream in pain, even at his age that would take some time to heal. The attacker was not finished though as he yanked Earl towards him, then opened his mouth to reveal rows of razor sharp teeth before he bit into the club's owner's collar, causing another scream to emit from him. Many people in bar groaned in disgust as they watched the scene, a woman screaming in fear.

The bartender fired a shot at one of the men, then another, pumping the weapon hard after each shot. Both shots landed, causing the man to reel backwards in surprise, but he was back in an instant and lunged at the bartender, the momentum carrying them back into the bar room, crashing into the bar, sending glasses and bottles all over the place, the bartender's shotgun tossed in another direction.

Carson could only watch in surprise as it unfolded, his mouth wide open as he pressed the communicator, signaling to the two lycans in the SUV outside.

"Um, something just happened. Those three men you told me of just created a scene, I don't know how to describe it. Be ready to be called in." He stated, then looked at his team as the brawl continued in the club. The man who bit Earl lifting his jaw from the vampire's flesh, then grasped both hands on him and flung him across the room, his body slamming hard into the wall, causing a large dent on the wall. Two of the figures following Earl as he impacted, walking almost casually after to continue their assault.

The third one still brawling with the bartender, who rose up, bruises all over his face. The figure he was fighting with on his feet too as he tossed a hand into the bartender, grabbing onto one of the man's arms, then grabbed it with the other arm as well before yanking hard, causing the arm to rip from the socket, blood spraying from the limb used to be connected, the bartender screaming as he fell over, the figure not finished as he seemed to be moving to finish the job. Every bystander in the club then seemingly sprinted towards the door, shoving each other out of the way, trying to flee with their lives intact. Carson raising from his seat, turning to speak to his team at the table.

"Now's our chance! Follow me," He said, then ran as he disappeared into the crowd of people fleeing before he emerged, walking into the doorless doorway, his team following closely into the hallway. "Trixy, Earl said the storage room was being used by his friend for whatever is being done to the humans? I think this might be where our objective lies, follow my lead. Be ready to draw your weapons." He said as the group moved towards the door at the end of the hallway, a label on it saying 'Storage (Employees only)', a loud sound coming from out in the club as well, but that wasn't the mission now.