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[color=khaki]Time:[/color] Night
[color=khaki]Location:[/color] Trance
[color=khaki]Interactions:[/color] Violet - [@princess][/center]
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Monica just ignored the girl making a huge ruckus with the bouncers and instead focused because she was bored out of her mind. It only took Monica a few minutes to focus, but she eventually got the hang of it.

It was very hard to see ghosts in places like this mainly because it's darker than normal and it has lots of bright and probing lights which made it difficult for her to see the aura of the dead. Nevertheless,  Monica could easily see the others as well once she saw one of them. 

She saw a guy wearing a mohawk and raising his closed fist while moving along to the rhythm of the beat, but a broken glass bottle of beer was sticking on his head. She saw a lesbian couple wearing outfits reminiscent of the 1970s. They hugged and danced in each other's arms as their bodies were full of bullet holes. She even saw a middle-aged Kindred man wearing a waiter uniform at the bar. His arms were crossed and he looked proudly at his still-alive, bartender son who was very happy in mixing and giving drinks to the customers.

She even saw a couple more including a Succubus that glowed with pink sexual energy as she floated around to look for passed-out drunk guys. Who knew that such a loud and chaotic environment would attract lots of ghosts? Monica was even surprised Amanda wasn't here. She always figured the ghost as more of a people person than Monica was, but she guessed even ghosts wanted to have their alone time as well.

Suddenly, Monica was surprised when her view was blocked by someone. She looked up and saw a girl with honey brown wavy hair looking curiously at her. Monica suddenly felt conscious; she was nowhere fashionable than this seemingly nice lady. 

Monica blinked a bit before answering. [color=cornsilk]"Oh, um... kinda? I mean, I've been living here for the past few months but I rarely go out. The only reason I'm here was that my friend convinced me to go out and make friends but..."[/color] Monica shrugged but she remembered to stand up and offer the kind girl her hand.

[color=cornsilk]"Hey there, I'm Monica. You can call me Mo,"[/color] Monica said with a smile. As Mo talked to the girl, she couldn't help but glance a bit at the ghosts in Trance. She couldn't lie, it did make her look a bit crazy.