"Daddy! Come on! You know me better than that!" Ryisa rolled her unaturally blue eyes in loving exasperation as she spoke into the phone. "No Daddy, you know I work on Fridays and I never have time to go out." The lie fell smoothly through her lips as she checked herself out in the full lenght mirror. She currently wore a tight bright green miny skirt, a black tank top covered in splotches of bright colored paint and was ripped in little slits up the side exposing a bandue that matched her skirt. Her wrists and ankles were clad in a multitude of bracelets, bangles and charms as were her dreads. Though the hair sported a plethora of bright colors rather than her usual platinum blonde.

She in fact was going out she had been on her way out to rave, one she'd heard about vaugly and had been finally asked too by one of her cute regualars at the club, when her father had called her. It seemed that he had a sixth sense when it came to her doing something remotely bad. "Daddy, do you have to give me this talk everytime you call me? Yes I know, I'm always careful, I don't let anyone see my powers and if anyone does they put it off as great acting!" Another exasperated sigh escaped her lips as another tirade came from the other end, "Daddy, I have to go! I'm going to be late! I love you too! Give Riker and Dad my love! Bye!"

Ryisa quickly hung up the phone tucking into her purse and pulling on a pair of bright colored converse bolted out the door and into the waiting car. This wouldn't be her first rave and she doubted it would be her last. It wasn't the booze or the drugs (though that defiinitly helped) that she loved about them, it was the energy and the people. It was something crazy and wild and she loved it. I wasn't long after she arrived did she find herself lost in it all.