A drink after work

[Mordechai]

<Mordechai> Mordechai slips into the Necro and heads towards the bar with a silent nod of greeting to Jonah

<Amaranthia> "And, tonight, the coffers here at the Necropolis are sealed. Drinks are on the house, as my apology for leaving how I did, when I did." Her words were directed at others who had gathered that night in the Club, even as Mordechai entered they would also apply to him. Smiling over at Mordechai, a wave of her hand, indicated the offer was also open to him.

<Mordechai> He lowered his gaze to take in the little fledgling, ...everyone looked small to him, "It...gets better" Turning back to the barkeep, a small grin tugged at his lips as he tried to appear...friendly. He recognized her as the owner, though they had never been formally introduced " Something...warm.."

<Amaranthia? "Let's get some music going in here...shall we?" Amara crouched at the knees, that pencil skirt presing firmly against luscious thighs that certainly would never leave you wanting. Adeptly, the ancient woman pressd the buttons once taught to her by her beloved Tristan, turning on a NIN playlist. Amaranthia a slight smirk of those precious pouty lips simply fed the sparkle in the Allurists eyes.

<Mordechai> The killer chuckled....."You must get bored alot...." Turning to the other women, The massive killer tipped his stetson with one finger, "I am Mordechai"

<Amaranthia> "Well, you're always welcome back darling. Don't be a stranger." To Amara, everyone was darling, dear, hun, or oftimes love. Drinks are on me. My apology to the city for the absence of such a delightful creature such as myself." She winked at Mordechai.

<Mordechai> Mordechai smiled again, this time it reached his eyes creasing the normally stoic face. "Indeed, it was not the same in here during your abscence"

<Amaranthia> "It's so nice to see a familiar face, truly. I may not have been everyone's favorite, but I'd like to say I damned well tried to be. "

<Mordechai> Mordechai nods, You cannot please everyone.... a large part of why I seldom frequent gathering places."

<Amaranthia> Amaranthia Laughed, he smile genuine and bright, those still holding form of that sultry goddess she was. "I like your attitude, love." Turning once more with a smile to Mordechai "Aye, but you can have fun along the way.

<Mordechai> Mordechai cocked an eyebrow, "Were you able to rid the city of some?

<Amarantha> Amaranthia had never been that great at killing, she was more of a get you into her bed, and then poison your thoughts until you tell her all your secrets type. It made her miss Leiren. And Tristan. And even, perhaps a little...Mircea. Amara peeked an eye at Mordechai, as if to ask whether the female knew what she was requesting or not. He seemed to know her. Amaranthia began to pour the woman a cup of soda water, intentionally taking her time. She didn't want to make the woman ill, but didn't want to assume either.

<Amaranthia> "Sorry, dear. I've been gone awhile. Unfortunately, I need to get to know my clientle better before I feel safe assuming what you desire and need. What else do I do? Well...I own the club. I just got back from an extended...vacation." She didn't know what else to call her unplanned absence "so I'm not quite sure what else it is I do...do at the moment. I've got to find my roots again."

<Mordechai> Mordechai nodded in understanding, his own sire had been gone for years, "It is good. Good to see you have returned. Hopefully you can reinvent this place again"

<Amaranthia> "I certainly plan on getting the blood pumping here again. It's too quite dammit! Not enough dancing!"

<Amaranthia> ''Thank you so much for coming by tonight, it's been a pleasure to meet yuo Kitty, and to see you again Mordechai.

<Mordechai> I shall stop by.... it is not to far....from where I am eradicationg...

[Amaranthia]

A week later....

<Amaranthia> Closing her browser, Amaranthia, shakes her head. This was so very much easier when she had Leiren and Tristan running the books. She was better at playing hostess, at engaging the crowd, she was an allurist after all. Unfortunately, Tristan hadn't been seen in ages, and Leiren, well Leiren was doing other things these days. WIth a soft click, she closes her laptop before making her way out to the main floor. Time to mix and mingle, get her mind off a few things.

<Mordechai> slips from the castle, and heads south , eventually entering the night club where he had met the enchanting owner, Amaranthia. Slipping the ever present stetson from his head the behemoth slid the fingers of one hand through the long unruly locks, as he headed towards the bar.

<Amaranthia> Seeing a familiar face from the other night, Amara makes her way over to him, greeting him with that melodious yet still engaging voice. "Welcome back" Those precious pink petals turned upwards in a slight smile.

She saw another male take out his laptop booting it up, youth these days it just seems cannot seem to get rid of their electronics. Though to be fair, she had taken to carrying around her iPad. It was better for business, despite how frustrated she was with always being available. Waving to the male, Amaranthia asked what he'd like to drink. Not receiving an answer Amaranthia furrowed her brow, and turned back to Mordie, it wasn't something she was quite used to, being ignored for a screen. Even Tristan had never done that, not even when she'd managed to bring a virus into the security system. She still wasn't sure what had caused it. Only that answerin emails was apparently risky business. "Is it a normal behavior for youth these days to carry around computers? Should I have outlets installed?" She leaned slightly on her left hip, as left hand rested upon it just as eyes rested upon the male.

<Mordechai> Mordechai replaced the ebony stetson as his lips quirked in a welcoming grin. Greeteings ma'am,. Nodding towards the customer with the laptop, he spoke in his low voice, "It is, they run on batteries...some seem to never get enough." The killer neglected to add that his mind was always slipping through the nodes of cyberspace,.

<Amaranthia> "Leiren tried teaching me to use my mind for that, but I found it so very distracting seeing so much at once." She shivered "A wifi password? Hmm...well I...don't actually know if I do or not. I usually just turn on my laptop and it connects? Would it tell you, if it had one?" Her brow furrowed further, technology would be the death of her. Amaranthia looking up, Amara caught the eye of Christopher, silently asking him to please get Mordechai's drink order. He nodded back to her, making his way to the man with unruly hair "What'll it be?" His voice was deep, not unlike that you'd expect for a medium build bouncer.

<Mordechai> Mordechai let his mnd slip outwards over the web, easily tracing his way back towards thesignals emanating nearby, tracking them to the router that was no doubt in the office. The skilled hacker started a few simple algorythmns, doubting the security of the bars wifi was set too high.

<Mordechai> Leaning closer, Mordechai lowered his voice, directing a series of 8 numbers and letters, in an apparently random order to Amaranthia, "That is the password to your router, ma'am. Turning, he accepted a dark collered glass from the man behind the bar, and raised it towards the owner,'' gracie''

<Amaranthia> "Oh! Thank you, Mordechai!" The woman found herself surprised at how quickly he knew it. It was still her instinct after all these years to reply in word rather than telepathically. Writing it down on a napkin, she handed the string of letters to the male with the laptop. "I'm sorry, I usually have someone here to deal with these things."

Amaranthia raised her brows in question at Mordechai, before shaking her head. "Enjoy yourself?" Turning back to the bar she spoke again "Christopher, a tea please." "Thank you again, I'm not sure I would have found that for him otherwise." She placed a hand on the crook of Mordechai's elbow.

<Mordechai> Mordechai considered the woman's comment, ... a glance around showed than indeed, the staff looked short hand. A thought triggered in the back of his head of stories a good friend of his used to tell. Answering hier question first, he nodded, "Yes, it is peaceful here, the company... worthwhile." His head cocked as he looked down to the petite female locking eyes with her as he queried, "Was ... Prudence.... did she used to work here?"

[Mordechai]

Amaranthia smiled at that, "Better than wasting your time, I suppose." As he mentioned Prudence Amara's eyes lit up. She missed that woman something terrible. "She most certainly did! Fantastic, one of the best employees I ever had. I really need to track down my old staff. I know Amalea tried her hardest, but she just didn't have the same...allure I tend to have with people."

Mordechai let his eyes drift to the hand on his elbow, but withheld the instinct to back away. He sensed no threat, then chuckled at the females play on words, "I know her well, I will speak to her"

Amaranthia seeing his gaze fall on her hand, she withdrew it, not wanting to make he male uncomfortable. "Thank you, I'd appreciate that. I allowed myself to sleep too long, the siren's song it calls to me. What brings you here tonight, Mordechai?"

Mordechai shrugged one shoulder before glancing around, ensuring no customers were close, “I was hunting up north at the castle. Others were there as well, making it harder to stalk my intended targets. I….. enjoyed my last visit, but cant stay long.

*** a few nights later***

Amaranthia "Are you ready for that drink, hun?" Amara didn't know the customer’s name, but everyone was "hun" to her. "Did you get your work done?"

The man nodded, asking for a beer.

Amaranthia "Absolutely, " Taking the beer Christopher had already selected for the male, she placed it on the table next to the computer boy. "What's your name? So I can greet you properly next time?"

The customer soke his name, then followed, up complimenting the club, and explaining how he found it, before nodding a good- bye and leaving,

Amaranthia, blinking, waved "Thank you, and yes. Have a pleasant night!"

Amaranthia "You, look like you need a drink." Amara approached the young woman who had just entered, a glass of bloodied wine in hand she placed it upon the table.

Mordechai slipped into the Necro, and glanced around at the crowd, before turning and sidling up to the bar..

Mordechai lifted his stetson and raked a hand through his hair before setting it on the bar beside him as he leaned forward on two massive elbows, and let his eyes shift to the bar keep

The bar maid slid up to Mordechai, giving one of her friendly smiles. A shift of her head tossing a few loose dreads back over her shoulder. "What can I get you?"

Mordechai Something on ....the warm side....from the special stock, would do nicely.

[Amaranthia]

The bar maid seemed new, Mordechai had not seen her before. Giving an apologetic smile as she searched, she called back that she was new, and learning the job.

Mordechai ... I have time....

Mordechai smiled, letting the tips of his fangs show slightly

Mordechai let slip a small smile... He knew the human was new, and seemed nervous, and although his size and demeanor were far from friendly, he was not looking for trouble this night

The bartender smiled brightly after asking around and wandering back. "I was told there are dolls that can help with what you are asking for." Looks at him and smiles again, brushing a hand absentmindedly across her neck.

Mordechai’’ There are.... but for now...i prefer...an air of normalcy... ‘’ pointing to one of the backbars down to the left, he tipped his head ‘’Try in there.... ‘’

The human follows his hand to where he is pointing and gives a small nod before turning to pick out a bottle. Finding a glass to pour what she found into before turning back to him at the bar. "Were you at the party this weekend?"

Mordechai slowly shook his head, "I seldom appear where many are gathered... it is not ....healthy"

Amaranthia exited her office, her lips curling upwards in that slow smile. "Well, well, becoming a regular are we, Mordechai?" She slipped up behind the larger man. Suddenly quite aware of how much taller than she he was.

The barmaid gives her boss a smile as she comes up.

Amaranthia " I just want to let you know, you are doing fantastic dear. I've heard so many compliments about you."

She blushed slightly. "Thank you, I just try to be friendly with everyone."

Amaranthia "Well it has certainly gone noticed, my dear."

Amaranthia smiled at the woman.

Mordechai sensed the approach of Amaranthia, her scent was unique....he was slowly becoming used to the way she casually invaded his space, and made an effort to remain in a nonchalant pose, "Greetings, Amaranthia, I do not know if regular is the proper term....but I have found my last few stays here...enjoyable."

The young barmaid smiled and slipped down the bar a little ways to handle some drink orders.

Amaranthia tried not to laugh and tease him at his discomfort. She was more comfortable than most in regards to lacking a personal bubble "I'm certainly happy to hear that, dear. Come, sit with me won't you? Elsewise I might be forced to enchant you to the dance floor."

Mordechai lifted his drink and turned, cocking one eyebrow to attractive owner of the establishment..."Where would you like to sit?"