Las Vegas, Baby

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Raquel looked about, gaze delving into the mass of grinding bodice, all of which reeked of perspiration, and now bore a black look like she'd caught wind of something foul. Mentally, the female was falling apart. Day after day her plans of escape would become foiled, thwarted by the presence of men dressed in their black suited attire. Each day they would appear more and more frequently, like predatory beings closing in on her, a helpless gazelle with no form of significant defense. She knew it was because they'd caught wind of her awareness. And that was the one thing, if anything at all was to be pointed out, the one thing they, they as in the Canis, wanted most was for their lab rats to remain unaware. Because everyone knows it takes but a spark to craft a forest fire. Raquel weaved through the swarm of movement, to where, she did not know. As it was she wound up at the bar, ordering an alcoholic beverage, very stony faced. She was not frightened or with a shadow of a doubt when drinking the city's items for consumption because she'd become knowledgeable to the fact that those who broke out of the daze were, immediately, immune. Unless if they consumed a drug especially for them and as far as she knew, this didn't exist, because Raquel couldn't know all.

Farrid rolled his shoulders, listening to the alleviating crackling of bones as they felt movement. Lip tissue pulled tight like serpent's skin, they constricted his front teeth even more when he smiled, a wicked grin that was in no way friendly. For a human being his dentals were noticeably sharper, at least the canine teeth were, but not nearly to the point of even holding a candle to per say, a lion's canines. Farrid was here with the task concerning Raquel. She would need to be drugged, she was becoming too knowing, and before it got out of hand Farrid was given the say-so to either eradicate her entirely or anesthetize her so they could put the young lady under surgery long enough to infest her brain with further lesions and make breaking out of the daze a second time, basically, impossible. Fluids inside a syringe cavity glinted beneath the club's strobe lights. Farrid got to moving, pushing through the dancing people, dark gaze glacial and unfeeling.

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ugh. plans were cancelled today because of the stupid rain. aggjkfijajkg

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hi guys I think I'm going to restart my characters if that's okay? ^^

aw sorry Leo D: that sucks I hate it when that happens its like no why couldn't it rain some other day you know?

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Do whatever you want with your characters, Misty. They're yours.

Sorry Horsey, but I'm going to take Louis back 3: I need him

_{Louis's movements slowed gradually, until he found himself stopping. Wrapping an arm around Whitney's waist, he situated his mouth by her ear so she could hear. "Sorry, love, but I think I'm going to go sit. I had fun," with that he pulled away, smiling at her apologetically, before moving through the many connected couples, shoving aside one duo gently and nonchalantly when they kept getting in his way, mindless of him. A chuckle vibrated through him at their carefreeness as he made his way to the bar, noting that Preston and Georgia, as well as their manly friend whose name he didn't know, had left. At least, as far as he knew. He just assumed, but the club was too big and packed for him to be sure, and he didn't feel like searching. Sitting down on a stool, he eyed the sea of bodies with exquisite, bright blue eyes, leaning back against the counter. He took his bottom lip between his teeth, before he gave his surroundings a quick once over, doing a double take on Raquel. By now, he was eased back and relaxed, body buzzing with the alcohol coursing through him. The boisterous young male leaned towards the girl slightly, eyeballing her. "Hello, babe," he called out eagerly, trying to make conversation. Of course, if she ignored him, he wouldn't press, but he was desperate for attention, being a social lad an all.}

and ikr Misty

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Raquel couldn't find it in her to not think of these drones, as she would say, as anything of greater value than herself, and she put her own self pretty damn low down. "What's up," was her casual response to the boozed up male. "So," she began, simpering,"how long have you been in the big, the beautiful, Las Vegas?" Her query came knowing he wouldn't actually know of specific estimations, only far off guesstimations. Raquel curled a strande of strawberry blonde hair around her wrist before allowing it to drape freely onto the countertop. "I'm Raquel, by the way. Preferrably Rocky if you will." What a shame this happened you, you're actually pretty cute., she thought to herself.

nyone can have their charrie spot Farris btw

hey Story what is Malik doing at the bar?

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_{Louis watched her closely, examining her movements. He allowed a smile to creep onto his face, switching a few stools closer. "Nothing," he replied, eyes wandering her attire. At her question, he chewed on the inside of his lips thoughtfully. "Good question. Uhh... A month, perhaps?" He surmised, tilting his head. His British voice was prominent in his words. "Nice name. Mine's Louis," the male lilted in answer, eyes smiling. His mind whirled as he leaned lazily against the countertop, gaze never faltering or leaving Rocky's.}

[Story]

...watching. I don't know. I'm still figuring him out. He doesn't really have a set target to follow just yet. I'm still trying to figure out where I belong in here, you know?

Wouldn't the Canis observe things to ensure that no one's acting...off? Or do they instinctively know?

And Heather, I need your help. I can't seem to find a good enough picture of a blonde guy who can serve as Malik, both for this RP and Cross.

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Will make a post for Whitney in a minute, gotta finish yard work.

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Yay! I'm so joining! I'm gonna bring in Ever, Hope, and Noah.