Groove to The Music, (Everyone Welcome!)

[Solange Abellard]

OOC: (Just assume that Esme isn't there, I guess.)


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Solange crossed her arms in front of her on the table and tossed her hair a little. "Dimitri, I don't want to sound weird," a shy little smile. "But you seem really familiar. I would swear I know you from somewhere... and yet I don't know." She shook her head. "I have to sound weird."

She sighed a little. She wasn't crazy. But she also knew that the likelihood of her actually knowing him from somewhere, anyway, was next to impossible. She tapped her fingers against the worn wood tabletop and laughed a little. "Ignore me. We're supposed to be forgetting about life tonight, and just enjoying ourselves." She heartily believed that was necessary for both of them. The music was good, the drinks were cold, and she felt more comfortable than she had in a very long time.

As a senshi, her senses were always sharpened, but she was slowly relaxing. She was starting to believe she'd have a normal, uneventful, peaceful evening. She wasn't sure she knew what one of those actually looked like. She wasn't sure she'd ever had one.

[Demetri Brycen]

((OOC works for me lol))

He seemed to be getting that alot lately, everyone seemed to recognize him from somewhere. But he had to admit that with her it seemed a little different because there was something that was...familar about her as well. Demetri didn't want to say it was because he had met her somewhere before, but there was just the calming feel of being around friends and family.

"I get that alot, perhaps I have a familar face"

At that he couldn't help but laugh maybe that was just it after all, most people still hadn't seen the Prince...being the prince anyway. Chuckling at her, she was right about forgetting their lives but he was easily doing that anyway, washing away all of his memories for the night and instead believing in only the night and enjoying her company.

"So how shall we go about forgetting our lives? Any suggestions?"

[Solange Abellard]

She tapped her chin with two fingers as if in deep thought. "Well there are several things that could help. One could be getting absolutely plastered. But then you run the risk of a nasty little hangover. Another..." her eyes lit up. "I have an idea." She slid to standing and winked down at him. "You'll have to trust me a little, but will you come with me?" She offered him her hand and smiled, nothing but honesty in her eyes. She had an idea, and it wasn't to dance the night away and drink until the dawn. No, this was different: this was something else.

Something that made her feel more like she was in junior high, but for no reason she could fathom, it suddenly find like the best idea ever. She absently reached her free hand back and removed the pins that kept her hair up, pocketing them as she tousled her hair. She stood, a little impatient, and a potential adventure written on her face. "You in?" she asked mischievously.

She wasn't sure what had brought on this almost juvenille attitude, but she didn't feel silly. Maybe it was at least partially because she wasn't sexually attracted to this man... but there was an attraction of some kind there. If only she could pinpoint what it was. All she could think of... was home. Home. Like she had felt back when her mother was still alive, and back when she hadn't been alone. It was... odd, but refreshing.

[Demetri Brycen]

Demetri lifted a eyebrow in question, now she seemed to become very mysterious with her sudden idea that she didn't want to share with him. He liked that, the air of mystery, he liked the way it made his heart jump. Reaching out he took the hand that was extended towards him letting a sly grin cross upon his lips.

It was intriguing, so invitingly intriquing and exciting all at the same time. His life held nothing but routine, daily in and out routine of the same old thing, except for when he managed to sneak out of course. Even then he wasn't able to really do anything exciting in those times in case he drew attention to himself that would then draw the attention of his father which was the most horrible thing that could happen.

"Oh I'm in"

[Solange Abellard]

Solange pulled and helped him to his feet before tossing her hair and sliding through the crowd towards the door. Her idea made perfect sense, to her at least. She swung her hips and threw her hands into the air, most of it working towards getting out of the rather packed club, and when she reached the door she threw it open. The cool night air washed over her and she breathed deep, reveling in the sudden freshness of it.

She turned. "Do you have a car? It's not that far of a walk, but I don't know if you'd want to leave it here while we're gone or not." she asked. She didn't really wait for a response as she started in the direction of Fortune Park. It was one of her favorite haunts. It was also where they were going tonight. It was strange, but she wanted to spend time with him that wasn't in a bumping and grinding atmosphere, and... she found herself trusting him, which frightened her a little.