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Matthew can't help but smile a bit at the joy that radiates from Martha. What's your story, I wonder? "No, this is actually my first time here. I live nearby, and this party seemed like a perfect opportunity to see what the place was about. Is this your first time, too?"
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Alice grinned at Nightfall, spun around, and quickly scampered away laughing. While she followed the path as quickly as the crowd would allow her ivory skin was soon swallowed in a sea of color; from where Nightfall stood only the bobbing of white fox ears betrayed her presence.
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"Sonofa-," is all Neil manages as Alice disappears. It was easy to forget she was a hunter at heart, up until something needed hunting. Like a greyhound laying around right up until they see a squirr... tennis ball. It's so tempting to see if he can wrap his whip on the railing and scale up to the second floor, but he'd never hear the end of it if they left Reverence with him on a stretcher.
"Charmed, I'm sure," he nodded to Martha and Matthew and rolled his eyes at Terri and Rick as he darted after the pair of white ears bobbing through the crowd.
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Martha smiles happily to Matthew...she smiles merrily to Terri too, not seeming to mind too much that the map hunt seems only for the Authorised Treasure Hunters...in fact, she chuckles merrily as Alice hurries away...taking a moment to watch wide eyed and quietly the motion and easy movement of Alice's exposed legs...Blinking hard at the fleeting sight, biting momentarily at her bottom lip...Martha meekly replies to Matt, trying to make her soft voice heard over the music; "Oh...sir: it is only my second visit, sir...I am new into this city, you see, sir! I visited several evenings okay...but more by accident than design. I certainly don't make a habit of visiting such...er...well, these er...nightclubs! But, it certainly seems an awful lot of fun!" she shares a cheerful smile with Terri, Neil and Matt.
"I do hope they find the treasure!" she adds to Terri, smiling happily. "I always enjoyed participating in jolly paper trail hunts when at school!" another wide eyed, happy, smile shared with her companions; "Come, sir! I shall help with obtaining the drinks! I shall enter into a bargain with you, sir: I shall purchase the drinks for Miss Terri, Mr Neil and yourself - if you help my carry them back from the bar!"
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Terri laughed as Neil gave chase after the Spring Queen and turned to look at Rick, wrapping her arms around his neck, whispering into his ear, obviously excited. When she breaks away, her eyes are alight.
What she said...
She looked to Martha, not wanting to piss on her fire but she couldn't help but correct her. "Sorry, Martha, this is Rick, not Neil. But sure, I'd love a drink. I'll get the next round." The Beast continues to smile.
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Martha looks properly horrified that she'd gotten the wrong name! Rubbing hard at her lame leg, tiny Martha nods...wide eyed and bashful...nodding to Terri, she quickly adds to apologise; "Yes, ma'am! Oh, I'm terribly sorry, sir! Oh goodness!" rubs even harder at her lame leg as she tries to recover her sense of perspective, "Er...goodness me, well...what would you all wish to drink, might I ask...?" she asks, suddenly uncertain of her ability to remember things, flustered Martha pulls a small, cheap notebook and ballpoint pen from her inside blazer pocket; readies them to take drink orders...looking wide eyed and expectant at those near her.
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A slow smile crossed Twist's face- "Well I am still interested so perhaps we should remove the obstacles? Someplace more private and something less" Twist reached out as though to touch the fabric of Ciara's costume but stopped just shy of actual doing so, "restrictive to dancing?"
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*Ciara smiles back, reaching down to take the other Kindred's hand in hers.* Yes, I think somewhere more private would be far more suitable. *She wasn't sure the female Invictus would be happy with what happened when they got there, but such discussions were best held in private.* Did you have anywhere particular in mind, hmm?
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Twist chuckled, "Many places come to mind- but perhaps we should stick with what you are already comfortable with. Will a suite at the Claire work? There is a lovely on one of the higher stories that has a large formal room easily made into a dancing area and the bed is king."
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*Ciara nods.* That sounds wonderful. I've got my car parked outside, unless you have other things to attend to first and wish to meet me there later tonight. Business before pleasure, as they say...
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