Walk in the club like what up? (Marjani & Nishaa)

[Nishaa]

She thought about it, drawing her own bottom lip into her mouth as she thought about it. Nodding her head slowly at Marjani’s suggestion to asking him when they become ‘friendsies’ as Mari liked to put it. She didn’t know how long she could last though, being nice to a human without the dinner bell ringing in her ears. She was watching her wife with mild fascination. Watching the way she chewed on her lip, the way she brushed hair from her face. Nishaa would gladly stare at her wife. (husband) any day of the week.

“I hope not.” She chimed in, eyes turning back to the male in front of them. She canted her head to her side. Looking bright towards their human guest. She would not bite him, not yet at least. If Marjani got bored and Nishaa was hungry, fine dining for two? Yes please.

Marjani introduced themselves to the human, and Nishaa raised her hand up in a small half assed wave. Great, the human knew her name. She scowled a little but lifted the martini glass to her lips and smelt the contents. She couldn’t smell any kind of blood in the mixture and wrinkled her nose slightly. How would she drink this whilst ‘appearing’ human. Get him drunk?

“Likewise” She said after Mari had finished talking about the cool clubs to go to, for a tourist. Mari knew all the hot places, she loved the nightlife. Nishaa couldn't blame her either. Marjani was made for the life of a vampires, the way it enveloped her, the nightlife, the clubs. Mari was made for it, and Nishaa was envious because of that.

“If my wi--husband” She paused, correcting herself with a slight cough. “Says they are awesome, then I have no doubt they are. I don’t club much. I’m much more of a recreational kind of gal.” She gave a sly smile to Mari. A smile that said ‘I much prefer to hunt’ prey and offenders alike. It was her favorite game.

“Why are you here?” She bluntly asks. Not realizing how she came across, she simply meant why he was in Harper Rock. She didn’t mean how it abrasively sounded.

[Marjani (DELETED 5749)]

Even though Marty was talking, Mari's attention remained on Nishaa. Even with the music thump, thump, thumping, Nishaa had a commanding presence to her. At least Mari always thought so. Commanding, sexy. Commanding, scary. Commanding, powerful. Her jaw opened a little in shock when Nishaa blurted out a question that to her, anyone would want to answer right away-probably out of fear. But before Marty could explain, Mari did some minor interference. "Baby, he's here with us, because he thinks we're an 'it' couple." Mari put the words 'it' in quotations. "It's like a compliment." Mari let her hand squeeze Nishaa's arm before she wrapped her own arm around Nishaa's body.

"Look into them?" Mari echoed after Marty and then shook her head. Back in the day, Mari had big lips and she could do a LOT of things with those lips. Like give a perfect pout. She wondered if it would work with Theo's thin, white boy lips. She stuck her lower lip out and gave Nishaa a big, wide, pouty stare. "Baby, can we? Please?" Mari pressed those pouty lips to the side of her wife's neck and then pulled back to reveal them once again. "We should take you to one of them. Pick one. You will love them." It wasn't so much a testament to his character or what Mari thought about Marty personally, but if he liked clubs, drinks and good music, then ALL those clubs in her head had just what he was looking for-no matter what the client base was. "Just for a little bit? I'll make it up to you." Her final sentence was a little more elongated than normal as Mari begged Nishaa, her eyes tightly fixed on the woman next to her.

[Marty James]

Marty studied the couple, noting the way they acted towards one another. The way they looked to the other, at times seeming as if they were sharing much without words. They were affectionate, though not in any awkward way that would make a bystander uncomfortable. Though there was surely plenty of that going on in the club already. Clubs, Marty found, were never lacking with displays of PDA. He himself had been guilty of such in the past. The couple he sat with though, seemed at the moment low key. Maybe that's just how they were, or maybe the evening was just getting started. One thing was certainly clear though, the two seemed to be truly in love. The inseparable kind that Marty was sure he had never fully experienced, even if he had been married twice himself already.

He had gotten the impression that Nishaa didn’t exactly want him around. a thought that seemed only pressed further with her why are you here comment. It didn’t make Marty feel uncomfortable, though he had no intentions of taking up any more of the couple's time for the evening. He had been about to speak up and excuse himself, but Theo spoke first. Marty could not help but smile, as he listened to the man explain and place Marty's case for him. It was such a simple act, but Marty found kindness in such an action. ”I should actually be going soon…. Still need to unpack and get settled in.” Shared before he would drink the last of his beer.

Standing, Marty had a thought and would reach for his wallet. A business card would be pulled out before the wallet would be tucked away. He would place the card in front of the couple. ”I’ll be in town a few weeks, if you two happen to be headed to one of those places, and wouldn't mind someone tagging along, just give me a call or shoot a text my way.” Smiling then, he would give another nod. ” Pleasure meeting you both.” It was all that was said then before he would walk back up to the bar. Lingering only long enough to drop off his empty, have another shot and get his card back before heading out of the club. He wondered if he would hear from the couple. Marty would definitely be checking out those places mentioned.

[Nishaa]

He was watching her. She was watching him. She broke eye contact first, turning her dark orbs towards her wife. Watching the way she brushed her fingers against her thigh. Mmmm. Nishaa liked that, despite the fact that her wife was residing with a male’s body. She still found her sexy as hell, they say love transcends all. There are no gender barriers for them. This was it, the purest love - love can endure. She gave a sigh. Forgetting about the human that was staring at them. She slowly turned her gaze back to the human, her hand slipping from the table and down to Mari’s thigh where it rested.

She blinked. The human was leaving. Good. It gave her more time to whisk her wife away to the confines of their room. To which there was a bed, and she had been away from it for far too long now. She needed those silk sheets, better yet. She needed her wife’s naked form in front of her, for the rest of the night. Oh yes. When Nishaa wasn’t hunting with Tytonidae, or even training in the caverns then she was within the confines of her bedroom with her pure, innocent wife.

Eyes turned back to her wife in a questionable glance. “We are ‘it’ couple?” What in the hell was that? Was that some kind of way of saying they were famous? Nishaa did have a notorious reputation. She scoffed a little, and preened herself a little. She sat a little higher in her chair, her back arching. “Alright.” She said softly. Answering the woman’s begging. Oh, she would make her beg. Much, much later. A sly smile appeared on her lips. Obvious what the smug little smile was for.

Marty was speaking then - onyx hues went back to him. He spoke about how he hoped to keep in touch. He gave her wife his number, and it took all she had to not growl at him. The way he looked at his wife seemed to set the territorial vampire off. Nishaa would hope she wouldn’t see Marty again for a very, very long time. She hoped that Marjani would drop his number and let someone else pick it up.

Oh, she would soon know that would not happen.

“See ya” She said in his direction, carefully picking her words to not sound cold, and horrible considering he just gave his number to her wife. Had it been a vampire? His head would be ripped from the neck and rolling across to the other side of the room.

When the man had vanished from view. Nishaa grabbed her wife, tome in hand and teleported the woman back to their hotel room. Where it would stay locked until the following night. Nishaa was not letting her wife out of her eyesight.