[IC] The Tavern

[Vampiress]

The Tavern was quiet this evening. The usual bartender was behind the bar, cleaning glasses and mixing up drinks for the lonely stragglers that wandered in. The DJ was blaring his techno beats through the speaker system as Drayven walked in through the doors. Her long, black hooded trench flowed behind her as she sauntered up to the bar. Placing her hand on the counter top, she lowered her hood. Her long, black curls fell to the middle of her back as her ice blue eyes gazed around the pub. She was adorned in a black and purple leather corset that was tied tightly against her chest, black leather pants hugging her bottom nicely and flat, black leather knee high boots that holstered her sharp weapons.

Her usual drink, bloodwyne, appeared in front of her and she took in her hand. She leaned back against the bar, watching the colored lights dance around the dark room. She wondered what was going to happen tonight. Last night, a fight broke out between two wolves. Needless to say, it didn't end well. Taking a sip of her drink, she bobbed her head to the beats of the DJ.

[Shiv]

There where few things like the New Orleans night sky. Adrastos loved long walks on nights like these, especially when they lead him closer to this fabled Tavern he had heard so much about. It had taken him a few years to finally make his way to New Orleans, but finally he was here standing outside. Most people paid him no attention, why would they? He didn't look or dress any different than any of them, He stood at 6'2 with a muscular build average features and short brown hair. Adrastos didn't care for flashy clothes either, he preferred simple blue jeans, heavily worn black hiking boots and a Brown leather jacket. He made his way slowly, methodically towards the lower bar. As he passed the normal patrons on his path he paid them as little attention as they gave him. He hadn't traveled all this way to meet more ordinary people, he wanted to see other immortals like himself.

The Bar downstairs was an interesting contrast the the dinner above, the music pulsed through him causing an almost involuntary head bob. He made his way to the center bar sitting on a stool casually, After a long moment observing the people around him, the lights and the woman in black further down the bar it was time to order. He raised his hand showing 2 fingers "Whisky sir, glass and leave the bottle" He slid a bill from his pocket onto the table, it was more than enough for two bottles. As his order was laid in front of him Adrastos poured his first of many shots. Soon other immortals would make themselves known and he would be waiting.

[Vampiress]

A smirk curled over Drayvens lips as she gulped the rest of her bloodwyne down. She turned towards the bartender, signaling for another drink. He poured her a shot of tequilia and she quickly took it down, semi slamming the glass on the bar top. "Thanks, Pete." She nodded to the tender and turned back towards the dance floor, watching as immortals began to slip into the room. It was around that time that immortals and a few drunk but brave mortals would begin to fill the room.

She slid her hand through her curls and ordered herself another tequilia shot from Pete. He had quickly poured it and dropped it off in front of her before taking to the other guests. Gripping the shot glass in her hand, she raised it to her lips and took notice to Adrastos. Her icey blues eyed him up and down before she took the shot down. Her senses went wild as she tried to figure out what he was. A mortal? Definetly not. Tilting her head to side, she ran her fingers along her collar bone before pushing herself away from the bar. She approached him slowly, her trench flowing behind her with each step. It also helped that there was a large fan next to the DJ that added to the effect.

"Nice to see another.... immortal tonight." Her voice was soft but any immortal could tell that years upon years lay within her.

[Shiv]

The music thumped in his chest forcing his fingers to strum the counter top to the beat as well. Adrastos knew this was the place he had been promised, his eyes scanned the room watching mortals and immortals making their way in. As his eyes scanned the room they fell upon the woman in black again. She was an old immortal that much was sertain, her poise, her beauty and a lingering sense that he was in the presence of a predator all assured him of the suspicion.

As she looked his way he almost felt his heart stop. Here she comes, stay sharp, his brain was working double time trying to seperate the part of his brain that couldnt help but watch her body sway as she closed the distance from the rational half that just wanted to meet others like him. As she spoke to him he thought her voice was as sweet as honey. He forced himself to stand offering her a small bow "Good evening my lady, it is indeed nice to see another immortal. Would you care to sit with me?" As he Asked his hand gestured to the stool next to his.

[Wraithblade6]

A man with long white hair, tied back, appeared from the back, carrying 4 bottles of new booze etc. to the bar stock. He was dressed in black slacks and a white shirt with a flashy tie, appropriate for a night of good times. His light complexion was a hint, but his golden eyes clearly indicated he was not human. He scanned the patrons, looking for the next to serve, glancing at Drayven and Adrastos. Someone caught his attention at the other end of the bar, and he shifted off in their direction.

[Vampiress]

She smiled, waving him off. "I prefer to stand." A grin slipped past her lips as she looked towards the dance floor. "Thank you though," Another shot was placed in front of her by Pete and she quickly took it down. Grinning, she looked back at him. "So what brings you down here?" The colored lights throbbed with the beat of the music as immortals and mortals began to dance. She took notice of the new server that appeared behidn the bar and nodded to him as if she were saying 'hello.'

Smoke began to pour over the dance floor, making the scene some what trippy with the lights flowing through the fog. She smiled. This was indeed her favorite place to be when she was drinking. The atmosphere was chill and over the years she only felt threatened twise and needless to say those two aren't around to tell the tale. Tilting her head back to Adrastos, she leaned against the bar taking in his scent.

[Shiv]

Adrastos wasnt about to let a lady stand alone. "If you would prefer to stand, then I shall join you" he slid his stool ouf the way and stood leaning on the bar staring at her. Though it didnt happen often Adrastos's hear couldnt help but beat a little faster while he took in the beauty that was talking with him. "Few years ago I met a man in Greece that told me about a bar that many immortals called home. I hadnt had an opertunity to meet another like myself so what the hell i though, Road trip. Unfortunately the boat I was on sank during a storm, took me the better part of a year on an island waiting for rescue before I got picked up by a pleasure cruise and found my way to New Orleans. Now I find myself standing across from a goddess in black who just happens to also be immortal so you could say its been a worthwhile trip". He raises a glass in salute before downing it and pooring another.

The music, the atmosphere, the people Everything about this place made him feel at home. Perhaps he would indulge and ask the lady for a dance after their conversation.

[Vampiress]

Her ears perked up when he mentioned Italy. She was born in a small town north of Greece, she couldn't remember the name, it was so long ago. She glanced back to him, taking a sip of the drink that had been placed down by Pete. Her eyes traveled him up and down, "So, what are you?" She was very blunt and forward sometimes. "You have a different scent then most immortals i've come across." Shrugging, she placed her drink back on the bar top, "Smells fresh. But, maybe thats just the stench of the island you were on." She smirked, sliding her fingers through her hair.

[Shiv]

She was very blunt, but then again he liked blunt. A smile crossed his lips " I'm Adrastos the Cursed" He let out a half chuckle, how could he give her that information before he at least had her name. "I would be glad to share what I am with you, if you would grace me with your name" He half lifted his drink to his lips then decided against it and placed it on the bar. Instead he enjoyed the intoxicating beauty of the woman in black, she made his blood boil then again it could be the leather that hugged her form that set his mind racing. His awareness of the room focused on her and all he had was the thumping music in his ears and the vixen in his eyes.

[Wraithblade6]

The vampire bartender caught her looking at him and gave a sly smile before going back to his mixing.

[Vampiress]

"The curse?" She raised her brow slighty, "Hmm." Shrugging a bit she took another sip of her drink. Pete had brought over another tequilia shot for her and placed a second down in front of her Adrastos. She quikcly picked it up between her fingers and took it down without a problem,. "My name is Drayven.." Filling the liquor warm her cold insides, she smiled motioning for a second one. Looking back over at him with a wide smile, showing him her fangs. "And i'm vampire." and with that Pete brought over the second one and touched her hand lightly, giving her a look of warning. She waved him off, leaning drunkinly against the bar. And just as the liquor warmed her it began to change her. She should of never drank the intoxicating drug. Liquor always did something different to her then beer or her normal bloodwyne. "A mother, fuckin vampire." She looked back out to the dance floor, rolling her eyes. "Don't get me wrong, i love al the death, the blood, the killing..." Gripping the second shot in her hand, she took that down too and slammed the glass back on the counter. "You see, Adrastos, the cursed. I'm seeking revenge for the one who made me and killed my family. He's actually from Italy..."She tilted her head to the side, "Maybe it's the same one who told you to come to this bar before you got desserted on an island."

[Shiv]

"Well Ms. Drayven the vampire, its concievable that the one who killed your family and condemned you to eternal night sent me here, but I sincerely doubt it. The Man that told me of this place was just that a regular man. Though my sincere sympathies go out to you over what has happened". He watched her watching the crowd, though he hated dying, if she moved to attack a regular man in the crowd he had to stop her somehow. She was drunk, her current lack of controle wasnt her fault and he would hate to see such a beauty make a mistake that couldnt be fixed. At least if He died he would just wake up again fine tomorrow. "If it would please you to know what I am then listen, but also indulge me in not drinking anymore for a little. I an Adrastos of Greece former priest of the King of Gods Zeus. I was unfortunately used as a pawn by his children in a plot to enrage their father, it succeeded causing him to become enraged and punish me with eternal life. I am a normal man, I live but dont age ,I breath, I bleed but I can still die. Unfortunately I cant stay dead, i always wake with the sun the next day good as new. Cursed to watch friends and loved ones grow old and die forever. Hence why I came here, to meet people who wont die from old age, to find a sense of kinship once more. That Drayven is what I am and why Im here, does this satisfy you?" The story brought a look of pain from past memories, though Adrastos quickly drowned his pain with another quick shot before looking at the dance floor and looking back to Drayven "care to dance?"

[Vampiress]

She looked back to him, "So you've seen Tartarus? The River Styx?" She smirked, pushing herself away from the bar. Any normal being would be hammered by now but she was only drunk and the feeling was starting to slip away. She was never drunk for too long, the dark gift never allowed it. She watched immortals dance around, with and against one another. Some were drunk, some were drugged. And with that she looked back to him, smirking once again and disppearing in the mix of dancing bodies.

[Wraithblade6]

The white-haired vampire listened as he appeared to be cleaning some glasses.

[Shiv]

As she faded into the mass of bodies moving in motion to the beat, Adrastos turned to the bartender "Save my whiskey, duty calls" As he made his way into the crowd sweat poured off some of the dancers as it was far hotter the further into the crowd you went. Hands slid on him offering so many pleasures as he made his way through, but he had one goal in mind, He kept his voice low knowing vampires had heightened senses "Come out come out wherever you are"

[Wraithblade6]

Mithias nodded with a smile. He removed the bottle of whiskey from the bar, stashing it in some secret place... right underneath.

[Vampiress]

And there she was, dancing in the middle of a group of people. To the mortal eye it looked as if she was moving a mile a minute, but to any immortal it was a slow, provacitvie dance. The crowd had moved away from her as a male had come up to her and tried to dance but she only pushed him away, sensing that he was approaching the group. Her hands traveled up and down her own body, feeling the music and letting it take control over her. She loved dancing in the middle of a crowd, they always seemed to stop to watch her, mesmerized by her moves.

[Shiv]

Adrastos aproached the ever expanding ring around her. As he aproached the man she shoved off was walking away muttering somekind of insult, Adrastos acted without taking his eyes off her rairing his elbow to strike the mans chin knocking him unconsious. Luckily knowone else noticed him fall, all eyes where on Drayven. As he cleared the outer ring around her his heart rate rose "beauty unrivaled by even the gods" he whispered. Instead of walking straight for her Adrastos instead began a slow cirlce around her taking in all her movements and sensuality He wouldnt dare go closer unless she invited him to her side. This was her show, that was the mistake the other man made. You dont try to hunt a predator, you show yourself and see if she wants to hunt you and Adrastos was nothing if not patient