Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131209023933/@comment-11588669-20131211042454

He opened the door, and let her through first. The streets were dark, and very few people were around. He guided her to the middle of the sidewalk, with himself on the left side. One hand on his knife in case something happened, though how well he was going to fight with two wolf pups, he had no clue.

Luckily, it never came to that. The walk was smooth and uneventful. Just the way he liked it.

They reached the club, and he chuckled. It was open. Cobalt had told him it was closed. If it wasn't for the long line out the door, and the sign that read "Aurora", no one would know where to look. It had been a hit almost instantly. The place was normally packed almost to capacity. And considering it could contain overa thousand people, that's saying something. The doorman raised an eyebrow, but let the two in. A chorus of complaints arose, but the glare shot in their direction halted them.

Inside, music blared: pulsing bass and rapid rhythems. People were at the dance floor, sweaty, drunk, or just having fun. A man worked the bar, and smiled when he spotted the dark haired teen.

"Nox! You workin tonight?"

"You told me it was closed. Anyways, Cobalt, this is Tianee Musk. She's a recent friend, and has no ride home at the moment. I offered to let her stay here, until her brother-" Racious laughter, and a cry of 'Let me go!' reached the teen's ears, and he sighed.

"Give me a second." He turned, and spotting the commotion, walked over to deal with it.

"Is there a problem here?" His baritone voice had turned cold, and the men holding the girl froze.