The Pit (adult)

Master_Trogg

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OOC: I have been asked to start a Vampire storyline to play in. I figure the simple way is a Night club. Please feel free to join in- play with the POV. Forgive the quick typing- I did this during lunch... go nuts

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There always had been something about night time that made me feel at home. I never liked daylight that much and all my friends would joke about me being the ghostly undead. As a Lark we would often go to the Underground clubs in New York…Freak Clubs mostly. The guys would dress for the part. Fucking cliché black clothing, leather and sun glasses. I thought it was funny because I hated the whole Goth scene- all self absorbed self pitying assholes who wanted to think they were a part of something bigger. They all craved to matter in life when in fact they were just all just pawns on the board. Fodder for great machine to grind into bloody pulp. Why didn’t I just stay home that night? I have asked myself that question countless times since. I was not even feeling well- I remember that clear enough. I felt odd. I felt on edge.

The club we went to that night was packed so tight with black leather clones it stank of smoke and sweat. The dark grinding music was pounding so loud my teeth ached and my lungs rattled in my chest. I just sat at the bar looking at them all. The guys were all out on the floor trying to score some easy nipple and leg flashing Rave Girls that were most likely spiking on X.
I guess it was my own fault for not being a part of the dark brooding mass around me. My white shirt and jeans stuck out enough to get the attention of somebody. The bartender put three shot glassed in front of me and said that someone sent them but I lost the name in the noise. I looked around to thank them but I could not pick out anyone. Normally they would be looking at me waiting to make eye contact. That was the rules of these bar games. First eye contact then you would play it from there.

I took the shot and held it in my mouth for a second before swallowing. I was shocked to find that it was a good spiced rum. Someone was doing their homework- I was a Rum drinker back then and this was Good stuff. I looked around again and this time I could see a woman at the far end of the bar. Her eyes on me with a slight smile. She looked to be about 5’4 or 5’5 and all Goth from what I could see. Oddly enough I was attracted and smiled back. I took the second glass in my hand and raised it to her with a questioning look on my face. She nodded. Good. She was the one. I brought the second glass to my lips but I had that on edge feeling again so I paused for a second.

“Oh just drink it you pussy…it won’t kill you…or will it?” a silky voice said clearly in my ear. It took all my willpower not to jump out of my seat. I looked over to my left slowly and the same woman from the end of the bar was leaning into my back. I did not notice her or feel her on me until she spoke. Having a cool hand on my neck made me notice I was sweating. I drank the second shot and it burned all the way down.

“You like?” She asked seductively. I got a chance to check her out fully as she took the seat next to me. My first thinking was wrong- her dark hair and marble-like face was all that was in the Gothic “norm”. She had on a leather coat but over all normal shirt and jeans. She looked to be in great shape and well proportioned for her size. I remember a feeling of tension for a second as my eyes paused at her hard nipples. I could feel her eyes on me so I thanked her for the drinks and asked her what her name was. She laughed and said I had one more to drink.
I took the last shot and looked at it. It did not smell like rum. Again I could feel her eyes on me. I set the drink down with out even a sip and looked at her. She was nodding and smiling at me. I got a feeling I passed a test of some kind. The woman reached into her jacket and pulled out a card or something. She stood up and leaned into me again. I remember how my head swam when I could feel her breast on my arm as she put something in my hand.

“…this gig is lame. You want to have a real Rave night then bring your pack here. You’ll have the time of your lives. Show the card at the door…meet me there.” Her voice was so clear in my ear and head this time I could not hear anything else. I remember thinking the rum had gotten to me because she was gone when I looked back. It felt like half the night was gone by the time I found my friends. I told them I got a hook up for a better Rave…special invite only. They were so quick to leave when they heard about a privet invite it was funny watching them trip over themselves.

I remember that it took the cab a while to find the address and from the out side it looked like an old derelict warehouse. If it were not for the group of people standing in line waiting to get in at the door no one would think any different. The deadly looks we got from those in line made me laugh for years after. I walked up to the door man with my gaggle of Mock Goths behind me and went to hand him the card. I should have thought it strange that he smiled and opened the door without even a glance at the card in my hand. All he said was “Welcome to THE PIT Sir’s…you are expected in the back rooms.”

The Club was dark and cold. The music pulsed low and slow. As we walked through the main door we stepped out onto a steel catwalk that ran above the entire dance floor like a sick floating metal maze. The floor had to be at least fifteen feet below and most of the floor was covered in a mist or fog so no feet could be seen. Swirling heads in a sea of mist spinning and churning to the odd hissing music. The club was huge as clubs go with what looked to be a fire escape on the inside that lead down to the floor below.

Once again my friends vanished into the mist and left me at the bar to fend for myself. I did not blame them- at least not that I remember. They were washed away in the mass of these new playthings that had even less clothing than the last place. The band changed pace and the floor jumped to a frenzy of life. I looked at the bartender to order a drink but he shook his head and pointed to a door to the side.

“You are expected Sir. Just go in…” he shouted over the music. It’s odd how I remember now how he had a sad look on his face when he said that to me. If I only knew then…shit…who am I kidding. I would have Still went in the back. To think of so many in one place- hidden in plain sight. Not a surprise after the years I find myself back here...

*shuffle*
 
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OOC: I will join! :) But give me some time to answer ;)
Description of my character:
Celeste is 24 years old, 1, 75 m, black hair which shimmers blue, green eyes and her body is well shaped, everything is at its right place. ;)
She prefers black clothing but she isn't a gothic girl clichè.


IC:

Someone gave me a invitation to this party.
Now I was standing at the bar in this "Pit" and watched the people dancing on the dancefloor.
I nipped on my drink, looking at my reflection in one of the mirrors and cursing silently at my friends, who did not want to come with me to this party.
I was pleased with my reflection, black leather corset, tigh boots, net stockings, hot pants and a long coat.

"Bastards...",

I murmured and emptied my glass.
Another drink and I was brave enough to join the dancers on the dancefloor....
 
This club was always the same, dark, cold, loud music... Well, sometime’s it could be mellow but a lot of the time like now for instance things could get quit noisy. What I really thought they could use in here was some more lighting. Or at least something flashier... Heh, whenever I think about it, when people watch those movies they probably get the idea of “us” being like this. Some more upbeat music probably wouldn’t hurt either. Of course the fact I’d waste my time sitting there thinking on this just proved how bored I probably was.

Currently I was standing more in to the corner out of the way wearing my usual attire. Small black well fitting sunglasses covered my eyes well. Most of my friends always mentioned how they thought I was going for a Matrix imitation there... Eh they might have looked alike to the glasses from the movies, but I had just simply taken a liking to them. There had been a point where I had never worn sunglasses. Heard it was bad for your eyes.

Now though that didn’t really matter to much. In one way I could somewhat fit in but mostly the other way I kind of stood out. Probably because I was simply wearing to much clothing for this place. But I always did so that was nothing new... A black covering me starting from my neck down to the calves of my legs. Under it I wore a black t-shirt along with black pants, shoes, a belt and gloves. The main reason for the clothes was because its just how I always dressed anymore. And to protect my body from bright light...

Though in this dark a place that wasn’t a really worry but I always preferred to be sure. Besides the black matched my black hair well. I had somewhat spiked, which I honestly began to feel more, and more like it gave me some kind of anime or video game type look... But eh, least it was different from the usual. Though my eyes were a dark brown I didn’t care for letting others see them much. I had never liked them myself really. I probably seemed a bit out of place looking to be in my early thirty’s or so.

Though one couldn’t really with all the clothing I was wearing my muscle build wasn’t to bad. Nothing like body builder great then again it was probably better then an average guy’s so I was happy enough. Especially for how old I appeared to be. As I stood there looking around I honestly had no idea what I was doing. Mostly I never did know just standing to the side watching the crowds. Most of “us” liked this place a lot but I had always been one more for being along. In my cloak I had two handguns just in case...

But I doubt I’d ever have to use them in here no one would be that stupid.

“Doubt they’ll need me to do anything tonight.”

Yeah there wasn’t going to be much interesting tonight. No one to kill really... In the middle of all the dancing I had noticed one guy walking toward the back. My guess, she had found someone she liked. In way that was lucky but mostly I felt sorry for them. Tired of standing there I then stepped forward. Moving toward the sea of people I began to move through them to try and get to the bar. Might as well have a drink while I’m here.
 
After the second drink I was relaxed enough to enter the dancefloor.
The barkeeper was so kind to take care of my coat.

I went to the dancefloor and let the rhythm take over my body, as a former Go-Go girl I knew how to move my body in a teasing way and soon some boys danced around me, trying to impress me.
But they did not excite me, of course they were handsome but something was missing.
I can't explain what was missing, but a man had to have something special in order to attract me.
Yes I am very picky...

So I danced with them, giving them the feeling they had a chance to get me.
The beat was hard and I started to sweat, my blood rushing through my veins...
 
Noticing

I moved down along the dance floor my body kind of moving along slightly to the rhythm. Mostly though I was just trying to make it across alive. I knew I should have gone around... But always had to be the quicker harder route for me. Pushing past people I muttered something to myself. While I had toyed with the idea of attempting anything at dancing I always dismissed it quickly.

Dancing was one of the ruled things I never did. That and I wasn’t perfectly dressed for it. Well without the cloak I would be fine, but I wasn’t in the mood to remove it tonight. Suppose I wasn’t in one of my happier moods... But meh who cares. Moving past some more people I noticed a young women dancing with some boys. Well she had a few more boy’s trying to get over her then the usual so obviously she was doing something right.

Didn’t seem like she was in a hurry to pick one though. Probably the picky kind not that was a big deal. I could be picky sometime’s too though I tried not too. Moving away from them I stumbled as a guy pushed into me. Tossing him off I muttered to myself a bit finally pushing out of the sea of people up to the bar. Sitting down I turned my neck a bit then nodded to the bar tender. Turning around I surveyed the dance floor while he got me my usual.
 
*shuffle*

Through the din of the music I heard a different beat. A Heart beating heard and hot. More than any other this night. It called my attention from a less than discrete pair off in the corner. Even in the dim lights I could see the dark train of the one girls wrist. Sloppy. The one with her must still be young…I noted to myself to instruct him later that night about proper cover when tasting. I looked and watch a young women dance- circled with men trying to gain her eye. She was lost to them- lost in the music so I would watch and enjoy. I would find her later...

*shuffle*
 
After I while I gave the boys a vast sign to piss off and they trolled away.
I grinned and continued dancing, the music was really good, but the next song was not made for me and so I returned back to the bar,
where I ordered something to drink, this time something non-alcoholic.

Alcohol always made me tired and I did not want to fall asleep within the next few hours.
The barkeeper passed me a coke.
I watched the people on the dancefloor, then I studied discreetly the man standing beside me.
He reminded me of a figure from a Manga comic, a thought that made me smile.
Quite sexy indeed, even if I was not a fan of Mangas.

"They live...",

I whispered more to myself and nipped on my coke....
 
Saying Hi

I was waiting for my drink to get back. Silently I still stood there, surveying the crowd. I used to be a lot more into these things when I was younger... Though now, that seems like forever ago. Hearing the music change pace again I noted that they definitely needed different music. My drink finally came a glass of whiskey.

Taking the glass I drank down some of it quickly. Not completely sure why I drank it... Truth be told I was never a big alcohol fan, but there was just something about whiskey. Wasn’t much for the after taste though. So usually I didn’t drink alcohol too often. As I stood there watching the dancing I noticed the girl from earlier walk up to the bar. Asking the barkeeper for a coke I noticed how she seemed a bit tired at the moment. Probably from all of the that intense dancing. Mentally I chuckled to myself lightly.

Humming to myself very quitley I thought I noticed her steal a glance at me. After a moment I shrugged it off though figuring I was seeing things. Drinking some more of my drink I stood there for another moment then finally turned to look at her. She wasn’t standing too far away. Figured might as well try to start some kind of conversation.

“You looked like you were getting some attention out there. Didn’t find anyone out there too your liking?”
 
I had to admit watching this woman dance was hypnotic even for myself. What was almost as entertaining was seeing the anger play on the faces of those she thoroughly rejected when they walked away. She stopped when the music changed again and moved to the bar. An evil thought crossed my mind- she looked board. I walked the dance floor and brushed the minds of a few “guests” as I went to the stage. I looked at the singer and mouthed a suggestion. He nodded. The show was about to begin.
When the slow song ended the lights went out. With a Bang the strobes and the back beat shook the catwalk. The dancing mass writhed and the minds I touched acted on my suggestion.

One of the woman had her dress ridden up high on her hips and the man behind her grinding into her in time with the music. His hand on her almost covered pussy hints the look of lost bliss on her face.

Another circle draws eyes to a man on his knees in front of a limber young girl who was in no question the one in control. She had one of her legs on his shoulder and her hands on his head. Grinding into him in time with the beat- his face unseen- her smile evil. I could not help but to smile a little myself...
 
"They were kids....not my kind of taste, you understand?",

I answered the Manga stranger with a seductive smile,
but then suddenly my attention was drawn to the dancefloor again.
The music style had changed and so had the mood of some dancers!

"Ahem...is that normal here?",

I gestured to the couples, who were really enjoying themselves.
The smell of ladies arousal lied heavily in the air,
and I had to admit, that this show was really entertaining.

My mouth was dry and I emptied my glass...

I felt a little bit dizzy not realizing, that the barkeeper smiled devilish to the manga stranger.

"That...coke...wasn't good...",

my tongue felt like fur in my mouth, trying to stand upright at the bar.

"I need some fresh air..."

with effort I put my coat on and tried to get to the exit, bumping into the horny dancers...
 
Helping

I continued to watch the crowd rave and dance. The crowds seeming to take well to the new song when the lights went out. With a loud bang new upbeat music was heard. This was more like something I could go with. A light smile came to my lips as I tapped his foot lightly. Of course I couldn’t help but take notice of the couples which began to have more “open” fun if you will.

Not that stuff like grinding and such wasn’t used to being seen at some night clubs. But at this one it was easy to be open... Being a guy I didn’t mind it or anything. Though it wouldn’t matter to me either way. That girl though the guy in between her legs. When I was this I shook my head a bit. It wasn’t that, as much as the girl. Obviously something about her didn’t agree with me.

Not like I was going to openly tell anyone either... If only they knew... Heh, just look at that smile... Hearing the women I had addressed earlier respond I looked more to her. A light smile coming to me own lips. She seemed to be quit honest there... Of course she also took notice of the couples on the dance floors enjoying themselves. Chuckling slightly, I only nodded a bit in response to her.

“Pretty much. At least at a certain point.”

That’s when I noticed her change in movements. She looked tired, dizzy, almost out of it. Smiling a bit I knew what had happened. Though I wasn’t planning for that tonight... Lying some money down on the bar I watched the girl stumbling off. Following after her I pushed through the crowds of horny dancers. Coming up from behind her I slowly took a hold of her then helped her outside into the fresh night air.
 
"Thank you...",

was all I can say, leaning on the wall outside the club.
My lungs greedily inhaled the fresh air and the haze slowly disappeared from my eyes.

"I am so sorry, such a faux pas never ever happend to me before...",

looking at the Manga man with a shy smile and ashamed..

I knew which influence alcohol could have on me, but how I felt now, wasn't the feeling of drunkeness.
My body felt like on fire, I hardly tried to suppress the urge of ripping my clothes away.

"Please, I don't want you to stop from the party inside...",

breathing heavily.
My body was in desperate need...hopefully he would not find out...
 
It was nice to be outside in the cool air. It was dark out, quiet as well, something I did like at times. Looking to the women as she breathed in the cool night air I smiled lightly. She seemed to be getting better now. Most likely just had a little to much to drink.

Or something... Hearing her words I nodded a bit, noticing how she seemed to be breathing more heavily. I was standing pretty close to her by now. My head turning a bit as I licked my lips slightly. Moving a bit closer to her my hand moved out touching her shoulder lightly.

“You’re welcome.”

I responded to her thanks lightly. A soft kind of smile coming to my face. She was very beautiful that was for sure. Seemed nice too. My hand on her shoulder moved some more as my finger brushed up the side of her neck gently. My faint smile became more of a light almost seductive one as I spoke.

“Mmm... There’s no need to be sorry honestly. As you might have been able to tell I wasn’t partiucerly enjoying myself anyway.”

Licking my teeth again I couldn’t help but admire her neck for a moment. Her skin was very soft supple and looked to be fair. While tempting, I told myself no. I hadn’t really been planning on that tonight. Just hope I could stick with that... At this point he was also wondering what he was doing. Either way he knew he was going to have things interesting. Either find out what was up with her or he was making a big mistake. He was ready to find out which.
 
*soft voices echo to brothers in blood*

…bring her over. Not tonight but soon. Tonight- thrill and delight.
 
I shivered a bit at his cool touch on my skin, but he made me calm down.

"My name is Celeste...",

I smiled at him, curious how his name was.

Suddenly the door of the club opened and a couple stumpled out.
They kissed and he ripped her top apart, grapping at his girl's tits, squeezing and sucking on her nipples.

"Uh...a really nice club...it seems to be hot in there..."
 
A light smile came to my lips as she seemed to calm down more at his touch. Celeste, that was an interesting name. Certainly a different one anyway. Blinking slightly, I felt like I was hearing something. Not too far away echoing... Blinking it off again I looked to her, then my head turned to see the couple stumble out. From the way the guy was openly sucking and playing with her tit’s quit openly in front of two strangers with her moaning they were either to drunk, or too horny too care or both...

Nodding to her words I then chuckled a bit. Hand resting on her shoulder I began to lightly walk away from the two. At the moment I wasn’t sure if he wanted to stick around for the show... Yes, the club was entertaining. If only she knew... Glancing up at the sky for a moment I looked back to the club then her.

“Well have so many young adults dancing together for hour on ends and generally sooner or later things tend to heat up. Though I doubt we’re going to have a full out orgy in there yet. Generally yes things can tend to heat up there at least somewhat. Honestly, I thought there wouldn’t be much of that tonight, but I guess that shows you how quickly the mood can pick up.”

Licking my lips slightly I waited for another second then looked to her giving her another kind of attractive smile.

“Oh how rude of me. My name is Exavier. It’s nice to meet you Celeste. I didn’t get to mention how nice a name I thought that was.”
 
He had a winning smile, white teeth, perfectly made for a commercial break for tooth paste on tv.
But his canine teeth seemed a little bit longer than normal.

"Nice to meet you, Exavier...",

I glanced back at the couple, which seemed to forget the whole world around them.
He fucked her against the wall without mercy.
Moans of pleasure and her high screams echoed from the walls.

"Umm, shall we go back in the club...or watch them?",

I grinned and watched Exavier.

With my mind cleared, yes, Exavier was quite attractive...
 
Work in the Shadows

I watched with a smile as Exavier, of the members of the club, helped the unique woman to the door. She looked flushed but her heart was still beating quite strong. I knew they would not go far and would soon return so I set once again in motion to entertain. I went to the large black oak doors in the back of the club… Ah the memories of the first time tried to come back but I denied them. I knocked on the door and gave directions to the man who opened it. A room…and some entertaining items of restraint as well as a few other choice items. With that done I gave a card to the door man for Exavier’s return. “Room 13”. It’s the little games that make the world bearable…

As I walked to the room and wrapped myself in shadow I wondered what she trully saught here. A flash of her sweet neck filled my mind. I could almost feel the heat of her skin. If my heart still beat I'm sure it would have skipped one...
 
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I took notice of the couple she looked too. She had a point as she spoke, standing outside watching a couple fuck all night wasn’t something I had in mind. Turning my head I felt a twinge of something in my head. Mentally I shook it off as I smiled then nodded to her. Part of me wondered what she was thinking...

Of course I already had to admit that she was quit beautiful herself. Her skin was very soft, smooth, especially her neck. As nice as it looked though I had to admit that I was starting to take a liking to her. Idea of biting her was seeming very inviting... But if I did I would probably want to wait until the right time.

“Yes, think it would be a good idea to head back in. Sure we’ll find other interesting things in there tool.”

Walking along with her I began to head back inside the club. Now I couldn’t help but feel like something was up... As we walked back through the doors one of the men stopped me. Giving me a card he gave my directions to the room the card was for. Arching an eye brow slightly I nodded to him as I moved to Celeste. Spinning the card in my fingers a bit I smiled lightly.

“Hmm... Would you be up for getting away from this crowd and going too one of the private rooms?”
 
"...to a private room? Why not...?",

I nodded to Exavier.
This could be fun...

Normally I wasn't that kind of girl going with a complete stranger to a private room, but I was somehow very curious and in a naughty mood.

"Just one thing, normally I don't go with strangers to private rooms, please don't think I am that kind of slut...",

I said when we walked to the private rooms.
 
I smiled, nodding to her some as I led her along, a few random thoughts running through my mind. Mentally I chuckled lightly to myself. Making out way through the crowds of horny dancers we moved too the back rooms.

It was a nice bit quieter back here. I did appreciate that I must admit. Spinning the card in my fingers a bit I liked to the number. It was room number 13. Looking back up I looked to her as she spoke again. Chuckling lightly I smiled to her and nodded a bit. Licking my fangs very slightly now.

“Don’t worry I honestly wasn’t expecting you too say yes. I figured you’re not some kind of easy slut. I’m not that kind of guy any.”

Flashing her a light smile I opened the door with the card. Pushing the door open I let her go in first. Following her in I closed the door. The room was dimly light, but someone else was there. My “senses” if you will helped to tell me that much. Looking around a bit I began to move toward the fridge.

“Hmm... So I’m guessing after that thing outside you wouldn’t be in the mood for another drink could you?”
 
I entered the private room, the air was much better here than in the club, a relief for my lungs.
The room was dark and I could hardly figure out, what was in it.

"I am very thirsty, but I prefer something without alcohol...",

I winked.

"It is very dark in here...",

standing almost in the middle of the room.
 
Hearing her words I could only nod a bit in agreement with her. Oh how right she was... Like I said, I wore a lot of clothing to keep me out of the light. But honestly I didn’t mind the light too much. Not for the most part anyway... Except for sunlight of course. Little too bright as well as strong for me. My eyes did a quick scan over the room as I stood there near the fridge. I knew someone else was here. More or less, with some looking, I could tell where as well. Darkness didn’t bother me really even with thee sunglasses on.

Taking two bottles of herbal tea I opened one up for myself. Figured it was as good as anything non alcoholic there and might help work out whatever might have been in her system. Besides, it tasted good. Walking back to her I flashed her another one of my seductive grins showing some more of my fang slightly. Handing her the drink I opened mine then took a sip of it as I nodded lightly.

“Hmm... Yes you’ll notice it’s dark in almost all the rooms around here. Guess it helps give a more gothic feel. Helps set the atmosphere too.”

I said as I kind of smirked slightly then smiled over at her.
 
I nodded with a grateful smile when he gave me the bottle, but somehow my thirst was gone.
The strange feeling of not being alone with Exavier came to mind.

I tried to find a proof of my feeling, but it was too dark to find some else here in the room.

"So what will we do next, Exavier? Standing here and talking about the weather?",

looking at him like an innocent girl, who wanted to play with a new toy.

Don't ask, where my braveness came from....
 
“Welcome to Haven.” I said from my chair. I lifted the shadows slightly and gave my warmest smile leaning into view. The welcome was always the most important part…

“I hope your evening has been entertaining thus far?” I was slightly disappointed in her reaction. She did not even show any surprise. She just turned and looked at me with a slightly evil smile. It was like I was expected. I did, however, hear her heart start to beat stronger again. “Haven is for members of the Pit but we can bring a guest from time to time. Exavier have you asked our guest if she is hungry- I know Exavier and myself are very hungry… I hope I am not intruding. If I am I could leave.”
 
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