Sighing softly she sat down and set her eye's to the crowed of people one the dance floor. She watched them, and watched as people moved, then couldn't help but wondered if a mortal could move like that without braking or hurting their back. She shivered slightly, and wasn't much for dancing, but watched as others did. Ordering a drink, nothing much but rum and 7-up, than sat back and waited.
Her eye's drifted slowly across the floor then looked at ntohing as she remembered something in her past. She should of looked, she should of thought, but she didn't.

Her drink being sat down, she nodded to the women then took up the glass and sipped the contents. Seeting the glass down her hand still lightly around it, she remembered the little boy. Shaking her head, she tried to push it aside, then set her eye's back to the crowed as she watched them all once again.

OOC| Hey.. *waves* Is your computer still being crappy? Because if not, you should try writing your posts up in Microsoft Word or Corel or something like that. That's what I do, helps with the spelling and punctuation. =) And we both know I can't spell for beans. But I don't like beans, so I don't know why I'd be spelling for them. Anyway..|

Bo walked into the nightclub, not finding any better destination in his wanderings tonight. He had heard the Tequila was the more respectable of the clubs, and would have preferred the smoky, raving interior of White Mice, but for some reason he didn't bother to seek it out once he had noticed the neon sign announcing the Tequila was contained behind those doors shaking from the music.

Moving slowly through the crowd, penetrating through the mass by means of the natural spaces which open in the dancing, he enjoys the close proximity of the mortals. Their scent fully assaults his nostrils, mixing with his own until their sweat drowns out whatever vampiric signals he may send out.

Finally, he was at the bar. He motioned for the barmaid, and when she came to him he leaned over the bar to better speak in her ear. She giggled school girlishly, he smiled, and she moved off once more.

He lowered himself onto a stool, and waited.

For something. Anything.

OOC: *I wish my comp was working by now, but yet, its not fixed yet, but i will find a way to keep my spelling in check. And you spell a lot better then i do. But i will start to do that when my comp is mixed.*

Rowen softly sighed to herself as she closed her eye's trying to move her thought to another memory in her dark mind. Once again she sighed and let herself drift in nothing more then what seemed endless space, the black locker that kept everything she knew. "This is just mad." She told her self and opened her eye's.

The sent of someone else soon hit her like a brick and she looked to the mass of people. The vampire mixed will with the others on the floor, thus it taking her longer to find him. Bright ice blue eye's looked through the mass of mortals on the dance floor, then before long her eye's watched Bo. This was the vampire she smelt, then could only smell the sweaty smell from the mortals once again.

Maybe this would clear her mind, get up and talk to him, but she couldn't. Not being that kind of person, she sighed as she sat back in her chair again. Something that could clear her mind walked in like a good meal, then she got shot down by her own ways. Looking to her glass she blinked as she noticed she didn't get the extra ice like she always did, now she had to get up. In doing so she moved past people making her way to the bar and ordered the extra ice. Standing only once stool away from him, she sat down knowing her table would of already been taken by mortals needing to rest.

She sipped her drink, then looked to Bo.

OOC| Oh, I didn't mean to insult you or anything! I've actually been meaning to mention that I do this to you for awhile, cause I know it's not your strongest thing, but I always forget. I just remembered after I had PMed you, and I figured that if I didn't say it here I'd forget again. :) And poor you.. *pat pat pat* I'd be heart-broken if my computer was mean like that. |

Bo's drink had been served to him by now.. He had made the bartender blush again when he grabbed her hand as she set down his glass, had lifted it to his lips and kissed it, playfully.

When she had gone, he raised the glass to his mouth to take a sip, to savor the aroma of the scotch. He didn't drink much liquor, he never did. He just felt as if his hands needed something to grasp, before he found a female's waist to wrap them around.


He swiveled his chair around, leaning his elbows back up against the bar to support himself. He surveyed the crowd, noticed one vampire woman come towards the bar and stand almost next to him. He kept watching until she looked over and caught him at it. Far from ashamed, he smirked devilishly and winked at Rowen before looking back at the crowd.

OOC: *Yes, i know my spelling is crap and it will never be a strong point with me. -sigh- but i try, i really do, and this computer is pissing me off. But i must live with it.*


Rowen watched him slowly, taking in his every move. She smiled slightly as she sat down on the chair next to his and looked at nothing. She had watched his little show with the barmaid, and could only wonder as to what kind of man he was, so far it was play, or she could be wrong.

She leaned on the bar catching the movment of him moving his chair around. Looking at him again, rather sly, she felt herself smile for once. Sipping her drink again she bit the edge of the glass lightly, then slowly set the glass down after she let her teeth go.

Moving slowly, she brushed her hair back from her face, neatly placing it behind her ear. Then moved her eye's to Bo once again, catching hs grinn, she smiled almost in an evil way and nodded her soft hello.

OOC| Aww.. I luff you anyway!!! *huggle* By the way, did you get a hold of Amy? |

Bo seemed unconcerned with her evil smile, if he even noticed it. He was aware of Rowen's nature, but he didn't seem worried. He had that carefree vibe which only one very confident could have.

Which Bo was, of course. He nodded back to Rowen, returning non-verbal communication with non-verbal communication.

OOC: *Her dad said she won't be home untill tomrrow around lunch because she's at some camp. I forgot i heard her talking about it in English. I'll call her around 1 tomrrow.*

Rowen could only wonder what the man was like. So far she had the feeling he didn't like her much, but people just don't her in general. Sighing she looked back to drink sipping it once more and placed it lightly back to the bar top.

Wondering, she moved her eye's back to Bo and saw his nod. One good thing, someone nice enough to return a nod, and maybe soon he'll leave. Great way to clear her mind. She stopped her mind from running wild and watched mortal on the dance floor.

OOC| Okie! |

Bo turned towards Rowen after a moment, and spoke just loud enough for her to hear above the music. "Do you want me to leave or something?" He asked the question to establish the nature of this woman. This woman who seemed to stand off-ish, and who one moment wanted to speak to him and the next thought he was leaving. He had no intentions of budging.

OOC: 8yes*

Rowen was looking at a few poeple, and had thought this man wanted her leave. Hearing him she slowly looked at him. "No, it's not my place to ask someone to move. It's a free world where people can sit where they like." She said in answer to his question. Really, it was nice sitting next to another vampire in a club full of mortals at this hour.

Rowen was odd, she didn't talk much, but could bitch and be rather loud when she wanted. She just wanted to talk to someone to get things off her mind, mostly the memory that kept comming back, the one about the boy she didn't mean to leave alone in the world.

"Yeah.." Bo said as he shook his head. He turned his stool back around to face the bar, rolling his eyes as he did. Another nut-case, guilt-laden vampire, he assume from the vibes he recieved from her.

He nursed his drink for a little while longer, still not consuming much of it, watching the bartender and the constant surge of people she served.

OOC: *Ok, story with Amy, she can't go on tuesday a sshe is doing a CPR thing, but she is willing to go another night*

She wondered slightly and then sighed. Another person already turned off her, and hey not like she wasn't use to it. She really had to find better ways of trying to talk to people. Lifting her glass slowly she watched several people, then sipped her drink slowly, soon to set the glass back down.

Mortal's looked good tonight, but for some reason she didn't care avioding her hunger longer then she thought she could. Glancing at Bo once again she could only think of what he was thinking about her.

OOC| Ok.. How about Monday? |

Bo, meanwhile, was thinking nothing of Rowen. He was not turned off her, he was not concerned with her, he was barely even still aware she was there. A pretty little eighteen year old girl took the stool between he and Rowen, and she began to flirt with him. Bo, being the ladies' man, was gladly co-operating, wondering whether she could do for a bit of fun.

The whole situation was kind of like that pop saying, 'You wouldn't worry what people thought of you if only you knew how little they did.'

OOC: *I'll have to call her again, she's doing an assignment right now*

Her mind slowly wondered over the span of her life and thought. Things were so bad up to the point with the child, and with that, she downed the rest of her drink. Looking at the ice in the glass, then up to the crowd again, her eye's rested on the girl that moved over and took the stool.

Listening to Bo and the girl, and could only think about what kind of man he was. Though it didn't stay long in her mind as she listened to them talk. Eating some ice from her glass before sitting it down, she stood slowly moving off. The crowd of people was thick as she blended in, a small smile on her face as she moved for a lone table in the cornner.

OOC| Okay.. Or we can ask her tomorrow. But, um.. I think the Rp just ended. That didn't really work out.. |

OOC: *Yea, i'll ask her in the mornning at the buss stop. And i noticed.....um, bar fight!, just joking. so, yea.*