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[center][color=#90F1FF][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Pink Room • [color=#90F1FF][b]Time:[/b][/color] EveninG[/center]
[center][color=#90F1FF][b]Interactions:[/b][/color]Celeste - [@Manzanilla], Wren - [@Tpartywithzombi] • [color=#90F1FF][b]Mentions:[/b][/color] N/A[/center]
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[center][color=black][sup]____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/color][/center][color=lightgray][color=8C2C23]“Maybe.”[/color]

Luther was unable to fully prevent the low growl that rumbled in his chest as he grinned. There was no need for him to search any further tonight. That look she had given him had nearly knocked him off his seat. It was a promise that if he paid her price, he would find himself more than happy with her service.

He wanted to savor her laugh for much longer than she had let it out. A sweet remedy for his troubled soul. Her word continued to flow through the cracks in his walls, loosening the rigid stone of his resolve. Rules were forgotten. Discipline cast aside. The pale of her eyes a endless snowscape he would gladly wander for hours. 

[color=#90F1FF]"You could...[i][b]enlighten[/b][/i] me."[/color] His words laced with different intentions than an academic one. All of his instincts were howling for him to seal the deal and leave the bar for an more intimate arrangement. 

It was precisely those instincts and the long discarded thoughts Celeste drudged to the surface that left him unprepared. A shiver had shot along his nerves when her delicate touch climbed his arm. Luther enjoyed the moment for just a second. Every hair on the back of his neck rose on end as it suddenly sounded like her laugh from earlier echoed in each of the patrons' mouths. The straps that held Celeste's red robe slid up his arms like snakes, coiling and tightening the further they went up. Pink, sweet smoke began to flow out from the taps at the bar as they laughter grew in decibels.

[color=8C2C23]“Mm, I’m not cheap company, Luther."[/color]

Confusion threatened to smack him square in the face but Celeste's words grounded him. What he could have sworn was the start of another terrible vision was cut short. Luther fell back on his training immediately as not to spook Celeste with his shock and steeled his expression while she teased along his neck. Her presence had brought him from the brink and he hadn't the faintest clue why. 

A mixture of frustration and relief came over him as a man interrupted them. Luther certainly didn't hate the look Celeste gave him on their behalf. It gave him the few seconds to make a decision. There was no point in troubling this woman with questions she likely didn't have the answers to. Instead, there was a different kind of trouble he wanted to get involved in with her. A faint scowl carved its way onto his face at the mention of another client wanting her attention. The thought of her slipping away from him in that moment made him grit his teeth.

[color=#90F1FF]"I guess we better move fast then so by all means...lead the way."[/color] He happily stood with her, enjoying the connection and the energy it brought between them. Where she stepped, he eagerly followed. Her movements brought her weapons to full power. She was a deadly master in her craft. He felt in his core that she could make him forget, even in for a short time, that he was a...

[color=AE00FF]“...Monster.”[/color]

The word came like a splash of ice water. Invisible weight pressed on him from all sides while he stood on what felt like the thinnest glass. Anxiety tensed his muscles waiting for the plunge such a sensation alluded to. Instead, he found his gaze pulled towards a woman that  screamed danger so loud in his head it drowned out the fantasies playing inside. What did she know? A better question might be what did she see?

Luther might have confronted the woman right there had Celeste not owned his arm in that moment. He hurried through the doors after the enchanting vampire, feeling the heat and tension that often came with a vision but without the visual aid. It was enough he couldn't fully conceal the distress from Celeste to his dismay. 

[color=#90F1FF]"Now,"[/color] He spoke, attempting to pull himself back into the right move. [color=#90F1FF]"how about we unwind after what must have been a long day for both of us?"[/color] Luther smiled enough to show off his own powerful canines, the fingertips of his free hand brushing her hip. 
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