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having such a hot girl, or if they were ignoring him and hitting on me. Either way I ignored them except for the booty touch one attempted, who found himself upside down on the ground holding the now cracked nuts he received with birth.
The line was long, but I walked right up to the bouncer. I think his name was Cody. Who was breeding these giants? Everyone was getting so tall these days, except me of course. Of course, I’m a short freak so maybe it was just me.
“ Angel and Michael, Franks expecting us,” I explained confidently.
The guy, Cody or not, called inside, and then showed us in.
We were shown to a table close to the front of the club next to the stage. The table was decorated and had a propped up card that read my name. I’d have to personally thank Frank for the special attention.
There were no waiters except on special occasions. It was a self-serve kind of place.
Deaths Door had changed and quite a bit. It was now dark but flashy. reminding me of a medieval castle. Thrilling, haunting, and dark, the way I liked my men. I really have had men on the brain lately… maybe it was time to de-virginize myself. I rolled my eyes and said not likely.
The dancing area was in the middle, the tables lining the sides. We could actually see well from here. The tables were on a balcony so that you could see the stage over the dancers. We went to the bar to order drinks. Frank slipped us mixed drinks all night, specially made by him and no one else. He knew we drank little and made the drinks super weak so at best by the end of the night we'd still only have a slight buzz. I would not allow him to get caught serving alcohol to minors. Besides I was a weapon, and it was never good idea for someone to be drunk and holding weapons, mine being skills.
The setup crew was rearranging the instruments, adjusting wires and frequencies. The band was waiting nearby on the stage looking out. I saw five of the six and wondered where their leader Aries was. Of those five, every one of them was the hottest guy I had ever seen. They were tall, as in almost titans. They could’ve been basketball players just standing next to the net and dropping the ball in, okay not literally, at least six eight. Maybe even seven feet, and from where I sat you could easily see they were built. Not overdone, but visibly toned. Their chests were muscled exactly right with broad manly shoulders. They had not just a six pack, but eight packs so perfectly formed you could see them through their tight black band shirts. Everything flawlessly proportioned. These were massive guys, more suited to bodyguard work, or as my overactive imagination wanted to say gods…
The lights dimmed, and everything got quiet. We heard the band getting positioned, but couldn't see anything. I felt a weird sensation go up my back and looked at Michael.
He was grinning widely in the dark looking for people he knew. Perhaps showing off what others would assume was his date. I didn’t mind if it helped improved his rep. He needed a self-esteem boost desperately.
I sat back waiting for the band to start. The hairs on my neck stood up, and I shivered. It felt like something had caressed my arm. I was getting major emotional feedback, had been since I walked in, but it got stronger the closer I got to the stage. This was the other reason I avoided clubs. Luckily, these people were in a very excited and stable mood. When I went into crowds, it was hard to block the vibes. I had gotten it down sufficiently that I no longer got major migraines from all of the overload, at least not immediately. I could block good enough now that this crowd should have been fairly easy, but for some reason, I was having trouble blocking someone, a single individual. Whoever was doing this was completely overwhelming me, like there was a straight conduit from them to me. Luckily, the feelings were neutral. I felt apprehension, nervousness, anticipation or something along those lines, but no major
The line was long, but I walked right up to the bouncer. I think his name was Cody. Who was breeding these giants? Everyone was getting so tall these days, except me of course. Of course, I’m a short freak so maybe it was just me.
“ Angel and Michael, Franks expecting us,” I explained confidently.
The guy, Cody or not, called inside, and then showed us in.
We were shown to a table close to the front of the club next to the stage. The table was decorated and had a propped up card that read my name. I’d have to personally thank Frank for the special attention.
There were no waiters except on special occasions. It was a self-serve kind of place.
Deaths Door had changed and quite a bit. It was now dark but flashy. reminding me of a medieval castle. Thrilling, haunting, and dark, the way I liked my men. I really have had men on the brain lately… maybe it was time to de-virginize myself. I rolled my eyes and said not likely.
The dancing area was in the middle, the tables lining the sides. We could actually see well from here. The tables were on a balcony so that you could see the stage over the dancers. We went to the bar to order drinks. Frank slipped us mixed drinks all night, specially made by him and no one else. He knew we drank little and made the drinks super weak so at best by the end of the night we'd still only have a slight buzz. I would not allow him to get caught serving alcohol to minors. Besides I was a weapon, and it was never good idea for someone to be drunk and holding weapons, mine being skills.
The setup crew was rearranging the instruments, adjusting wires and frequencies. The band was waiting nearby on the stage looking out. I saw five of the six and wondered where their leader Aries was. Of those five, every one of them was the hottest guy I had ever seen. They were tall, as in almost titans. They could’ve been basketball players just standing next to the net and dropping the ball in, okay not literally, at least six eight. Maybe even seven feet, and from where I sat you could easily see they were built. Not overdone, but visibly toned. Their chests were muscled exactly right with broad manly shoulders. They had not just a six pack, but eight packs so perfectly formed you could see them through their tight black band shirts. Everything flawlessly proportioned. These were massive guys, more suited to bodyguard work, or as my overactive imagination wanted to say gods…
The lights dimmed, and everything got quiet. We heard the band getting positioned, but couldn't see anything. I felt a weird sensation go up my back and looked at Michael.
He was grinning widely in the dark looking for people he knew. Perhaps showing off what others would assume was his date. I didn’t mind if it helped improved his rep. He needed a self-esteem boost desperately.
I sat back waiting for the band to start. The hairs on my neck stood up, and I shivered. It felt like something had caressed my arm. I was getting major emotional feedback, had been since I walked in, but it got stronger the closer I got to the stage. This was the other reason I avoided clubs. Luckily, these people were in a very excited and stable mood. When I went into crowds, it was hard to block the vibes. I had gotten it down sufficiently that I no longer got major migraines from all of the overload, at least not immediately. I could block good enough now that this crowd should have been fairly easy, but for some reason, I was having trouble blocking someone, a single individual. Whoever was doing this was completely overwhelming me, like there was a straight conduit from them to me. Luckily, the feelings were neutral. I felt apprehension, nervousness, anticipation or something along those lines, but no major
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