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[center][h1][color=#7D5CB3]Casey Mercer[/color][/h1][/center]
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[center][color=#812442][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Underground/Flash Back • [color=#812442][b]Time:[/b][/color] Night[/center]
[center][color=#812442][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] Kessler [@deegee] • [color=#812442][b]Mentions:[/b][/color] Kessler [@deegee] [/center]
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The music thumped through the floor, the crowd pulsing in a wild rhythm around her. She’d come here to forget. She’d come here to lose herself, but the sight of a familiar face in the sea of strangers soured the taste of freedom on her tongue. A bitter Lycan, nursing the sting of a lost bet, his eyes cutting across the room like a blade. One look was enough to drag all the whispers back from the dark, clinging like claws. 

[i][color=f49ac2]Humans roared her name from the stands, their cheers crashing like thunder. Down in the cage, Casey wiped crimson from her knuckles, her breath steady, her pulse still humming with the fight. Her latest opponent, a vampire twice her size, lay broken on the mat, groaning, the crowd still chanting [/color]
[color=a187be]“Viper! Viper! Viper!”[/color]

[color=f49ac2]Lycans watched in stony silence. Golden eyes glimmered sharply with judgment.[/color]
[color=a187be]“She should’ve torn his throat out,”[/color][color=f49ac2]one muttered.[/color] [color=a187be]“Instead, she plays games for coin.”[/color]

[color=f49ac2]Another snorted.[/color] [color=a187be]“One hit, and the leech didn’t even see it coming. That’s no game.”[/color]

[color=a187be]“She’s forgotten what she is,”[/color][color=f49ac2] a third growled.[/color][color=a187be] “Bleeding for humans’ amusement. Letting them chant her name like she’s theirs.”[/color]

[color=f49ac2]The first smirked.[/color][color=a187be] “Don’t forget the others she’s fought. Not just vampires, but Fae. Even Lycan. She’ll throw down with anyone if the cage is locked. Doesn’t matter if they’re kin or not.”[/color]

[color=a187be]“Which makes her worse” [/color][color=f49ac2]the third Lycan spat.[/color] [color=a187be]“No honor. No loyalty, Just venom” [/color][/i]

Her chest burned with the weight of it, and for a breath, the urge to disappear nearly won. But then the bass rolled heavier, pulsing through her bones, and something inside her snapped.
She swayed once, then again, hips catching the rhythm. A stranger’s hands slid around her waist, anchoring her. Dancing on a stranger in the center of the chaos, Casey let the music devour her, each beat tearing away another piece of the weight she carried. For once, there were no shadows chasing her, no doubts whispering in her head, only rhythm, heat, and the electric crush of bodies. She surrendered to it completely, tilting her head back, laughter spilling into the lights as her hips rolled with the beat. Sweat traced a path down her spine, her skin gilded in flashes of gold and shadow, until the world blurred into sound and sensation. Nothing else existed until she felt it. That look… it was hunger barely leashed, the wolf beneath his calm gaze simmered just beneath the surface, a quiet danger that made her pulse race. A slow, daring smile curved her lips as she moved harder, pressing against the stranger behind her like an unspoken challenge. If Kessler wanted her, he’d have to come take her.