[center][h1][color=#a442f4]Sarah Reiter[/color] and [color=Aquamarine]Amon Relmeral[/color][/h1]
[h3]One Night in Hell[/h3][/center]
Arc 2, day 1
Time: 7:00 pm
Walking past most of the line, she grabbed a more cute than hot Prae's hand near the front of the line. The cool air cut across and through her dress, and she looked up at him smiling. [b]"Hi there. Do you mind if I pretend I'm your girlfriend for a bit? I'll buy you a drink~"[/b] Sarah said, also trying to go for cute. The [i]boy[/i] had very light hair, trending towards the younger side, even with the Prae advantage. He didn't seem too intimidating when it came to ambient vis, and she knew she'd be even less impressive to him. The [url=https://orig00.deviantart.net/6799/f/2017/033/e/9/e98133cae6559ff8e8915747b327c9f2-daxmcjw.jpg]dress[/url] fit her even better [i]out in the wild[/i] (so to speak) than it did in front of her mirror. Sarah tried to ignore the fact that she had to look down to see the Prae, focusing instead on being overly affectionate.

Amon raised his eyes at the flashily dressed girl, somewhat literally in this case as she was taller than him, and figuratively, because it was quite a surprise. [b]"Well I would ask if we have to pretend but I'm also not an ass. How about I buy you a drink, you pretend I'm your boyfriend and we call it even?"[/b] Amon asked cheerily. Frankly she seemed a little clingy, but he didn't really mind much at the moment, after all he barely knew her so it wasn't fair to judge.

She laughed, quietly, while nodding her head in affirmation. [b]"I feel like you're on the losing end of that deal, but I won't complain loudly."[/b] Before they could continue, the bouncer motioned them forward, and waved them past quickly. He didn't seem to notice the mismatched couple, and Sarah didn't seem to care either. She gave him a bit more room once they were past the door, walking beside him, as opposed to against him. [b]"What's your name, by the by?"[/b] She asked, watching him with a gentle ease surrounding her. The word to describe her was probably [i]comfortable[/i]. Sarah was in her element here.

[b]"Amon's the name, ligh- well you'll see what my game is later. What do you need a fake bf for anyway, isn't half the point of these things to candoodle Miss... ?"[/b] Amon asked casually as they approached the bar to buy each other drinks instead of buy drinks for themselves like normal people. His eyes scanned the crowd for official looking people and also people likely to throw him out. He was planning on doing something flashy to get attention and make his subsequent request for a job more appetizing, it would be a bit of a shame if he got thrown out beforehand because someone thought he was doing something aggressive.

[b]"Oh my god, you actually used the word candoodle"[/b] She said, a half-snort half-laugh escaping her mouth as they approached the bar. [b]"My name is Sarah, and I just wanted to skip the line with an excuse to talk to you."[/b] The girl said, seeming honest. It was easier for her to get the attention of the bartender than Amon, though she also had a bit more sex appeal. He was lacking a few inches in one of the places it counted. Ignoring that train of thought, she turned to him with the bartender walking over. [b]"What would you like, my white knight who saved me from the cold?"[/b] She asked, smiling wide at her own joke.

Amon found himself laughing as well, Sarah's impulsive reaction contagious.  [b]"Hey, it's a good word."[/b] he said, mockingly defending himself from her unjust mockery! The two of them took a seat and Sarah quickly got the attention of the bartender, albeit not hard to do in that outfit.  [b]"I'll take that compliment, though I warn you I'm even more interesting then I look. A martini with a twist will do for me; and what does the damsel in distress desire?"[/b] Amon asked confidently, his speech smooth and measured, casual banter like this came natural to him at this point.

She hadn't actually considered it beforehand, but a martini did sound nice. [b]"Your [i]Damsel[/i] would also enjoy a martini,"[/b] Sarah said, nodding at the bartender. Turning back to Amon, she smiled. [b]"You said something about light earlier? You're Prae, so I'm guessing you're a magic man?"[/b] Her voice was curious, clearly wanting him to continue that train of thought from earlier.

[b]"Magic man is as apt a description as any. I'm a wandering performer and I've wandered here, looks like it could be a fun place so I'm thinking about putting on a show, to convince the staff I'm a worth hire for however long I'm sticking around for. "[/b] Amon said flippantly. His plans were no secret so he didn't mind talking about them, after all the rest of the crowd would be unprepared for his surprise so it wouldn't ruin it to tell one person.

Another giggle escaped her lips. [b]"[i]That's [/i] your plan? Am I mistaken, or is it not normal for people to start showing off their talents in crowded clubs? I can play a bit of violin, should I just start preforming over the music?"[/b] Sarah asked, clearly not meaning harm by the teasing.  [b]"Despite my negativity, I hope you do well for yourself!"[/b] She said, the bartender suddenly sliding the two drinks across the bar's top. She slipped some cash out of her pocket, and slid it across the counter. Taking a sip, she enjoyed the taste. Amon's alcohol choice and the drink itself.

[b]"Hm, is it really that odd? I figured it was a good way to get attention. Do you think just applying would be a better idea? Most of the time I just do my thing and people throw some money at me."[/b] Amon shrugged and grabbed his glass, taking some of his own money out to pay for Sarah's. He shook his glass around a little and the clear drink swirled around for a bit: then there was a tiny flash of light and it became a swirling vortex of colors like that of a far away galaxy, sparkling purple and blue twined around each other. He took a sip of the colorful concoction and smiled. [b]"I figured I could brighten the place up a little."[/b]

Bemused curiosity lit up Sarah's face as she watched the contents of his glass. [b]"Again, the best of luck. I'm going to find a friend, but it was nice talking to you. Do you want to exchange phone numbers?"[/b] She asked, then laughed a bit to herself. [b]"Not to sound like a character in a Pokémon game"[/b]

Amon set down his drink and it returned to normal. [b]"Of course! I'd be sorely amiss as to forgo the chance for further conversation with such an alluring damsel, though I think I'll drop that nickname for it as I get the feeling its really rather unfitting. "[/b] Amon flicked his wrist and his phone rolled up his sleeve into his hand: though it would appear more as though it had teleported there.  [b]"I think I'll take you advice and your number if you're be so kind."[/b]

Taking his phone, she quickly entered some information into it, and turned off the screen before handing it back. [b]"Text me, I'd love to talk to you again,"[/b] Sarah said, placing the phone on the bar top between them, before downing her martini. [b]"I'm sure I'll see you again"[/b] Standing up from the bar, she moved further into the club without looking back.

The phone returned to Amon's sleeve without him bothering to look at it, [b]"Sounds good, you can count on it."[/b] He said cheerily and take another sip of his martini as Sarah walked away. Guess he needed to find the employer of this fine establishment. He waved the bartender over.