Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160207063839/@comment-25582638-20160213201937

(I'm cool with it. :D)

“Woooohoooo! Great drivin’, wimp!” Raizel shouted excitedly, cool winds whipped the front of the helmet. If it wasn’t for the headgear, Cyzarine, the operator and owner of the black and purple motorcycle named Monarch, wouldn’t be able to hear her passenger behind.

While Platinum and Fen were talking on the other side of the dormitories, the R & C of Team PRFC snuck out through another route. Despite the rebel being happy to have dragged the young girl out of their dorm and school, she let Cyzarine take her time by buying and drinking two cans of black coffee from a vendo machine. Having a drowsy motorcyclist driving anywhere is plain dangerous, something that the rebel acknowledged at least.

They swivelled around various cars, using alleys from time to time when the traffic on the road they’re on worsened. There were few to no problems when they took detours because Cyzarine merely lifts up the front of the motorcycle and makes her headlight blink when she spots some figures ahead to get them out of the way. Or rather, scare them off. 20 minutes after they left Beacon, the duo entered a district beside the upper class residences of Vale. Casinos, bars, motels, nightclubs, and more places for entertainment are all in this place. The sky was nearly dark but clear, stars began to appear and twinkle which strongly indicates that the kingdom will have a nice weather throughout the night. Cyzarine entered a parking lot Raizel pointed at on the left side of a rather large nightclub that let out a booming music. They passed by dozens of expensive cars that filled up two thirds of the parking lot. After pulling over beside a blue Lamborghini sports car, the rebel proceeded to the establishment with the young girl in tow. Raizel nodded at a bouncer with a smirk, the latter did the same as they were allowed to enter without any questions.

Loud EDM music greeted them, dance floors loaded with party animals dressed in casual attire. Some of them have drinks on their hands as they danced to the heart’s content.

“I work here, by the way!” Raizel said in a loud tone to be heard by her teammate. “Since ‘yer being a good lass, I’ll give ‘ya free foods and drinks! Well, not all but they’re good enough to make people run out of money!”

Cyzarine stayed noticeably quiet. Under her sunglasses, her eyes observed the people inside the nightclub. She could feel her heart rate increase slightly, also feeling her muscles tensed just by being in the middle of the crowd. It wasn’t her first time going to a nightclub but she barely had the luxury to have a nightlife due to her line of work. She wasn’t much of a sociable person to begin with anyway.

“C’mon, wimp! Loosen up a bit and have fun!” Raizel went behind a counter and had the young girl take a seat in front of it.

“I’m not used to this.” the girl admitted, her soft voice preventing the rebel from hearing it properly over a loud music.

“Come again?!”

“Uh-”

“Never mind that! Hey, have you drink alcohol before?!” Cyzarine shook her head in response.

“Hehehe, here! Try this one!” the rebel grinned as she poured a Cosmopolitan in a cocktail glass and put it in front of Cyzarine. The girl looked down at the gray/red colored drink, a bit conflicted on whether she should really do this or not. Still, she reached for the glass in a cautious manner.

How did it come to this in the first place?

“C’mon! Let ‘yer curiosity go wild!” the rebel further encouraged her. “It ain’t really bad to drink alcohol, y’know? It’ll make ‘ya relax and forget about the sh*tty people you’ve met and the sh*tty life ‘ya have for a night! Just don’t drive while ‘yer drunk, alright wimp?”

Cyzarine looked at Raizel for a moment and back to the drink on her hand, cocking her head slightly to the right before sighing.