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[Color=thistle]Time:[/color] Night
[Color=thistle]Location:[/color] Trance
[Color=thistle]Interaction:[/color] [@princess] Violet [@jetipster] Felix [@Derg2] Cain [@Eviledd1984] Gwendolyn


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The drive to Trance didn't take long and Rose eagerly got out of her sister's Beetle. They were all in need of this night of fun. Rose gave her cousin a reassuring look so he knew that her personal ward was as strengthened as she could manage. They made their way into the club after being checked by the bouncer and Rose immediately felt more upbeat the instant the music hit her ears. She swayed a bit to the beat as Felix pointed out their table. She chuckled to herself a little bit as she realized how perfectly placed the table was. He really did like to plan these things out perfectly, but she definitely wasn't complaining. She knew they'd all be grateful for the spot he'd picked.

She moved with Violet over to the table as Felix went to the bar. She didn't feel like sitting yet and so she opted to stand and watch people in the crowd. A woman near the bar seemed to be starting a bit of a fight, which Rose knew wouldn't go over well. She'd been involved in a small fight before there and the bouncers were quick to stop it and throw out those who were defiant about calming down. Thankfully she hadn't been one of those as she hadn't wanted to ruin her sister's night at the time. Since then she knew to try her best to avoid scuffles.

Soon Felix was back with some martinis for the three of them and Rose took hers while thanking him. She smiled at his toast and raised her glass as well before taking a drink. The espresso martini was well made and a good way to start off the night, though she knew as soon as this was gone she'd probably go to the bar and take a few shots. She wanted to start feeling the effects of the alcohol soon as it gave her a lot more confidence.

Felix left for the bathroom and Rose knew that they likely wouldn't see each other too much as each of them would most likely pursue some form of fun. Maybe they'd all find each other at some point and have a dance, though. Speaking of dance, she turned to look at Violet. [Color=thistle]"We should go dance after we finish these drinks."[/color] She suggested to her twin with a grin. As soon as she said it, however, someone knocked into her causing her to spill her drink all over the floor.

[Color=thistle]"The fuck? Watch where you're going dude!"[/color] She yelled at the guy who didn't even appear to have heard her and was drunkenly stumbling off. She sighed, exasperated and looked down at the wasted alcohol for a moment before looking back at Violet. [Color=thistle]"Or maybe after I get a new drink…"[/color] She shrugged before moving towards the bar, weaving through people and avoiding being trampled a couple times.

Soon she was at the bar, standing next to a guy whom she thought looked a little young to be in here. It wasn't her bar, though, so she wasn't about to say anything about that. She flagged down the bartender and ordered two shots of whiskey. That would definitely start her feeling good. As she waited, she glanced to the woman who'd shoved the guy and now had bouncers defending on her. [Color=thistle]"Word of advice my friend, they don't take well to fights breaking out here. That's more tolerated at the pit. These guys will kick you out pretty quickly."[/color] She informed the woman before two shots were placed in front of Rose. She picked one up, downed it, then did the same with the second. She enjoyed the warmth it created in her chest and smiled a bit.

After a moment she glanced over at the blonde haired man next to her and realized he was scanning the crowd in a rather predatory way. [Color=thistle]"Hey, you okay bud?"[/color] She asked him with concern and a slight bit of alarm as she gently touched his arm. She knew it wasn't really any of her business and she should leave him be, but she couldn't help herself. Maybe she thrived off a bit of danger.