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[color=powderblue][b]Location[/b][/color]: Delirium
[color=powderblue][b]Interacting With[/b][/color]: No one
[color=powderblue][b]Mood[/b][/color]: Pissed off -> Needs a drink -> Tipsy -> Giddy
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The air got considerably colder as Brenna Lancaster strutted past the line to get into Delirium, her blood red lips in a seemingly permanent pout. The bouncer nodded to her as she reached the front of the line, and motioned for her to enter, to the dismay of many of those hoping to get in, angry that special treatment was being offered. She made sure not to even glance their way when she heard their mutterings. She didn't concern herself with the grumblings of the peasantry.

The muggy atmosphere of the club had very little effect on Brenna, as she cooled the air immediately around her, a necessity if she hoped to be prepared tonight. And knowing her life, preparation was always a good idea. Her demeanor stayed calm and cool as she made a beeline to the bar, passing under the cherry tunnel and taking a seat on a stool at the far end of the bar, avoiding the prying gaze of many of the club's sleazier patrons. She may be flaunting herself for all to see, but she wasn't looking for a conversation. She was looking for a lot of shots. After that was out of the way, she could care less.

Giovanni meandered over to the raven haired villain, a bottle of vodka and a shot glass in hand, and placed them down in front of her. [b]"You look like you need a drink, Ice Queen,"[/b] Giovanni said. While many said her nickname with a not so subtle hint of venom on their lips, Gio said it with a touch of affection. She'd known him since she'd been at Delphina, and he'd been a sort of mentor to her. Glancing up at him, she chuckled. [color=powderblue][b]"Then why aren't you pouring me one?"[/b][/color] He responded by pouring her a shot and pushing it towards her, a friendly challenge. She responded by tipping it back, then slamming it down on the table, cocking her head.

Sometime later, she wasn't quite sure, she made her way to the dance floor, stumbling ever so slightly, an unusually giddy smile on her face as she danced to the music. Gia's song and use of her powers had a stunning effect on Brenna, and it wasn't long before she was surrounded by a multitude of men, all fighting for a chance to dance with Snow Angel. Her smile only grew as she looked out over the dance floor, her vision slightly hazy, and realized that tonight was hers. [i][b][color=powderblue]Let's have some fun then.[/color][/b][/i]