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[color=65FF00][b]Time: [/b][/color]Night
[color=6A492E][b]Location: [/b][/color]Trance Club
[color=65FF00]Vibes:[/color] [url=https://youtu.be/WBGbYagI6G4]"[i]Make me remember you, like you'll remember me…[/i]"[/url][/center]

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Volfango considered the playful hit to his chest an excellent start to a hopefully exciting night, laughing along as she addressed him as ‘your highness’. However, it had an air of familiarity that seemed odd for two strangers and the following question solidified the possibility that knew each other somehow. A far-off look briefly took control of Volfango’s face as he tried to think of where he saw her before. As she thanked him for the drink, it clicked within his mind. Genesis! How could he forget a face like hers!

[color=6A492E]”It was Volfango’s pleasure.”[/color] His eyes refocused on her [color=6A492E]”Volfango is still learning all the steps to this dance, but rest assured! He shall have it mastered in no time!”[/color] He answered with a warm smile before drinking the first of his Bronx Martinis [color=6A492E]“How has your night been thus far?”[/color] 

[color=65FF00]“It’s been fine.”[/color] Genesis shrugged. [color=65FF00]“Better, now that you’re here to enjoy it with me.”[/color] That was true, she enjoyed the comforting aura of her pack members, even newer ones such as he. 

Turning back to the bar, she lifted her empty shot glass in the bartender’s direction. She was already nicely buzzed, had been for quite some time now, but she didn’t want to slow down now that she had a drinking partner. Besides, she held her liquor quite well. A lot better than Charlotte, at least.

[color=65FF00]“What’s brought you here tonight? Some of the family back home were having a poker game, weren’t you invited?”[/color] There were always games held every other night for bonding purposes, but poker when Liam took his leave was definitely the most competitive and enjoyable. Genesis participated frequently, but decided against it that night. 

The liquor from his Martinis was already gone as Genesis asked her next query. High alcohol tolerance built around countless parties and festivals. No matter how much he would drink, he would tell her how overwhelming this all has been for him [color=6A492E]“What else?”[/color] He stated while turning around in place, one hand gesturing to their surroundings [color=6A492E]“Lights! Music! Dancing! Drinks! And of course, mi bellissima dea.”[/color] He faced her one more with a great smile, his suave Italian accent taking control of the last three words. Volfango gently took one of hers with one hand on top and one on the bottom, looking up from his long lashes [color=6A492E]“Please grant Volfango the blessing of a dance. Mi dea shall not be disappointed.”[/color] 

He had indeed been offered an invite to the games being held by the Vagus Lupi tonight but had declined. There was not a shortage of great looking men and women he could lose himself, but that was not only what he wanted tonight. Volfango wanted passion and romance. Fun and freedom, as if it was the last night he could have it. The direction his life was heading in, he was unsure when he would have another night like this.

What an interesting person. His lust for life was...refreshing to say the least. It was extremely human, wanting to live in the moment. Luckily for him, he had much more time now. He’d be able to see more changes than he had ever imagined. Perhaps that was his issue? Maybe he was there to drink away the pain he felt, knowing his human family wouldn’t last as long. She couldn’t tell, he just seemed so happy. 

Then again, didn’t she? 

Torn out of her thoughts by the sudden stench of death beside her, Genesis glanced past Volfango and into the eyes of a young man. She fixed him with a glare, unafraid of the hungry look in his eyes. It was then that she remembered her company. A new werewolf would risk exposure, and hinder her when it came down to a fight. Perhaps it was time to take Volfango away from the bar.

Glancing down at the hand he had encapsulated in his own, Genesis forced a grin. [color=65FF00]“Alright, but don’t get upset if I show you up.”[/color] 

His body felt several times lighter as Genesis granted his request, just as a newcomer came to the bar. The hairs on the back of his neck began to stand up as they sat down telling him something was off. However, he was not about to let it ruin his night [color=6A492E]“Show up Voflango? I welcome the challenge!”[/color] He exclaimed cheerfully as he eagerly followed her to the dance floor.

The music wasn’t exactly made for a tango, but it was easy enough to grind to.  Taking Volfango’s hands, she placed them on her hips and began to sway and step to the bass heavy music. [color=65FF00]“It’s like there’s a spotlight on you,”[/color] She began, glancing around to some of the men and women who continued to stare at Volfango. Her gaze lingered on the creature at the bar, before continuing to dart around. [color=65FF00]“Are you sure you’re not enchanted?”[/color]

Under Genesis’s guidance, Volfango let her hips fill his palms while his fingers pressed against her lower back. His chest and hips flowed both to the music and to Genesis’s own movements [color=6A492E]“Of course, for Voflango is a sight to behold.”[/color] The spotlight was always shining on him, and he basked in its light. [color=6A492E]“Perhaps you were the one that cast the spell.”[/color] His voice rising just above the music, his eyes focused on her movements. Voflango acted as if there was no else on the dancefloor. He had found his partner for the night and he was having a blast so far, enough to forget what troubles he had.


Genesis simply grinned, moving to rest her forehead on Volfango’s shoulder. She could hardly believe how full of himself he was. Continuing to talk about himself in the third person, complimenting himself regularly. She could only imagine being that confident. Still, he managed to make her feel like she was the only person in the building. Such conflicting traits. 

[color=65FF00]“You know,”[/color] She began, tilting her head so her warm breath would fan his neck. [color=65FF00]“Maybe we should get out of here?”[/color] She was well aware of how he could interpret that, but she doubted anything serious would come from their night. 

No other words could have grabbed his attention as fully as those did [color=6A492E]“With pleasure, mi dea. The night and the town are ours.”[/color]. He gave her a quick spin followed by a dip in smooth succession, bringing her back up chest to chest [color=6A492E]“Let us go.”[/color] The words rolling off his tongue like honey. Voflango offered Genesis his arm to take before departing.

On their way out, he would turn his head back to the crowd that had been watching them and blow a kiss in their direction. Volfango didn’t bother seeing their reactions and returned to his bellissima dea. Wherever the night was taking them, it did not matter much to him. Genesis was already more fun than he had been expecting.