what a b!tch...[open]

[HOLLY LA'PAMN]

This H O L L Y bitch

Holly sat in the back corner booth. Her arms were folded an her legs were crossed. Her black eyes scanned the pounding, pulsing crowd for familiar faces, none she could see.
She liked the noise however, she would focus on one sound, weather it be the chatter or the bass and let it consume her. Let it wash over her like a wave, then was she able to concentrate.
Currently, she didn't want to sit and think, she was too alert and too agitated. One of her small hands played with her hair, stroking and twirling it in a calming fashion, she could still smell the salon chemicals on her hands. Her hair cascaded down her back like a deep mocha waterfall, the few lights in the club reflecting streaks of blood.

She was proud of the name she had made for herself, cunning, vain, it was who others thought she was, although not who she really was. But hey, she thought power is respect, and respect does not come from kindness. That is the rule.
Maybe she should be getting home, she wondered. There was a rumor of new kits being born sometime soon. But she didn't know, or care, if the mother chose to hide and not take the families help, why should they start helping now? Her eyes narrowed at the thought, her lips twisting. Light reflecting from the high-gloss-vanilla paint that sat on her lips, making them look all the more twisted.
She tried to relax and breath as she sat. her shoulders dropped and she slouched down in the booth, eyes closing as she rested.

[ADRIANNE HILL]

The world outside the pulsating club was growing darker and more hostile by the minute. Why she had chosen to walk down the streets dressed in a short dress and knee high leather boots would only be a mystery to her. She could have easily taken a limo to the club, or gone with Holly, but she was so determined to do everything on her own that traveling in the safety of her friend was far beyond her. In fact, it had never crossed her mind until she was two blocks away from the club when a strange man approached her asking her price.

Of course it took her a second to realize why he had asked.

Then remembered her choice of dress. She did not mind dressing for reaction during the day, but she was quickly learning that if she was going to do so at night she was going to have to find safer ways to travel, lest she get raped and then her throat slit and body dumped in a river, left to float for weeks before police find her water-logged body. The image was vivid in her head, so vivid that she punched the man in the stomach and ran the last two blocks to the club. Sliding in the doors, breathing hard and already sweating, she was hit with the hard lower bass of the music and the stench of sweaty animals dancing. She almost wanted to throw up, but gathered her self control and held it in. Standing up straight she grazed over the heads of the crowd and finally spotted who she was looking for. Sliding up to the bar she sat by her friend and said,
Well, if you ever tell me that you’re going to the club, for the love of God, please make me go with you, I’m never wandering the streets again alone.

She ordered an drink and pressed the tip of the cup to her mouth and sipped on it before asking,
Is there any particular reason as to why you decided to come here tonight? Or did you just decide you needed to get out of the house?

[TOBI BLAKE]

He had gotten there early, like any self respecting club going alcoholic. By the time the crowd had started to thicken, he had already downed seven different alcoholic drinks. His mother always told him to never mix the types of drinks he had, but he hated her rules, so he ignored them as much as possible, and the fact that he was not a human and could therefore not get as drunk as a human, he was barely feeling the buzz. Ordering more drinks he carefully watched the crowd for anyone interesting. His eyes wandered to the door as a reddish-brown haired woman walked in, he kept his eye on her and made a mental note, she would be worth talking to later. Shortly after, the bulk of the crowd arrived and the bass of the music was pumped up to beyond bearable. Shuddering, he did his best to ignore the pumping bass that began to match his own heart beat. Most the people went directly for the dance floor and avoided the bar. This disappointed him, if he wanted to take someone home tonight that meant he’d have to actually chase after them.

The thought of such effort made him frown.

As the door to the club opened he averted his eyes from the throbbing mass of grinding animals on the dance floor to a clearly spooked. He couldn’t help but notice the extreme shortness of her dress and the height of her boots. Perhaps she was a whore who just got smacked around by her pimp. It was a strange world; God knows what she was into. He followed her until she went and sat down with the reddish-brown haired ‘Megan Fox’, and smiled. Friends and they were at the bar. Perhaps he’d at least get lucky once tonight. He just hoped the blond was free.

Walking up to them he smiled and said,
I am shocked to see that you two are not on the dance floor like everyone else. The name’s Tobi.
He mainly talked to the reddish-brown haired girl, seeing that the blond gave him a very dirty look when he walked over, oh well. Her loss.

[HOLLY LA'PAMN]

this is H O L L Y my sister

HOLLY'S eyes broke apart and looked as a stranger, no wait it was her sister, walked towards her, the blinding blond hair holly probably saw through her eyes lids.
As he eyes cleared and she focused on details she notice how her sister was dressed and as she came closer gave a disapproving look.
she lifted slightly from the couch and kissed her once on one cheek, once on the other.
She sat back down on the plush red couch. She was in a back room. Near the entrance stood two large men. and then there was a long hallway with a few rooms, reserved for those who paid for the clubs existence. Hollys usual room was this one, a red plush couch with white bubble lights hanging from the ceilings. drapes hung in corners, with high sparkle crystals that seemed to dance around the room when light from the club shined through. she took a seat back down on the large couch.
"Je ne sais pas" she replied "I was bored, and i did ask you to ride with me, but you wanted to be stubborn sissy." she said raising her eyebrows.

From the corner of he eye she could see a man approaching, what he want? These rooms were not off limits, the men were only there to make sure nothing bad or illegal happened back here. So everyone got through. She hoped he was walking to another room, but part of he didn't, he whole head mimicked her eye movements and looked at him as he sat down. Her head moved up and down, sizing him up.
you could take him. was her first thought.
but you dont know his shifted form. was the second.
he better not lay his grimy paws on addie. was the last before he started to speak.
And actually its not like he looked that grimy, in fact he looked sort of...cute. But even so Holly could smell the alcohol seeping out his pores. Yet still, she felt attracted to him, as soon as that thought, that would hit her bran, an boy dd it come like a ton of bricks, Holly was ready to bolt from the room. Her body language showed no sign of the chaos that was going on within her internal structure.
it was his turn to speak....

...

what did he just say? she was prepared for battle, ready to spit fire, even with the kind words, but what came out of her mouth was something much different.
"i didn't come to dance, simply people-watch and enjoy myself---" her voice changed from its usual stress-filled-sharp-barking-commanding tone into something softer, and sweeter, Holly herd herself and stopped talking. eyes narrowing as she looked at him, it was no way a mean stare, it was more inquisitive. She added to her statement."Plus you never can quite tell what mangy mutt you might end up dancing with out there." and a small smirk crossed her face. as she looked at Addie and nudged her softly with her leg. she gave a hint to her shifting form, she was hoping he would expose his before she did hers. She did not smell that tramp anya on him, and she marks EVERYTHING. But he still could be wolf... but the thought left her mind, no way. he couldn't be, they don't travel alone. she thought confidently.

OOC: sorry about change in setting, but i wanted something that might fit our needs better.
But yeah Holly is trying to be flirty almost, she has mastered it like addie but the voice change was an animal reference, when animals find mates or go in heat or males meet females of vice-versa, attitudes change, pitch in sounds, behaviors, body language, thats what the whole voice thing was.
and the [Je ne sais pas] = i dont know in french.

[ADRIANNE HILL]

She smiled as her sister rose to greet her. The room was one she hadn’t been in before. The couches were red, velvet and plush, and there was most certainly no lack of crystals. She wondered how much Holly had to pay to have access to this room. At the thought she shook her head and sat back, she wouldn’t think about that, she’s just sit back and enjoy the luxury. She glanced out at the throbbing mass on the dance floor and scrunched her face up. Why did it have to be so crowded? While she loved parties, loved to dance, and loved to be in the middle of everything, the fact that one could not see daylight between and dancing pair out there disgusted her. She liked to pick and choose who she danced with, not be forced to dance with twenty other people.

as Holly spoke a bit of French, Addie glanced at her and smirked,

Oi, when did you start speaking French?
She smiled at the woman. It was odd how a fox and a coyote got along so well, but it all had to do with old ties from before the vaccine came out. Both coming from affluent families where social gatherings and ‘money’ parties were the thing, it was nearly impossible for them to not meet. Upon the first encounter, they hit it off immediately, friends at first sight. After that any party that went on, they made sure to find each other. Most of the times when they were younger they were shoved up in a large nursery like room with a maid to watch them. While that was a great setting for kids under the age of 8, when they got older, they got into more trouble.

When the vaccine came out, Addie had feared she’d lose her only best friend due to the social structures of the shifting world.

Lucky for her it turns out family and friend connections are harder to kill than normal. She looked up as she felt Holly’s attention leave her and fell upon an approaching man. From the distance she could smell the alcohol and feel the negativity seeping through his every pour. Curling her lip up she glared at the man, he took this silent hostility as a hint to not talk to her and kept his attention on Holly, though Addie would tear his face off if he made the wrong move, thankfully he recognized that and remained a relaxed posture. When Holly spoke she cut in, bitterness laced through her voice like poison,
Heaven forbid we end up dancing with someone like you.

[TOBI BLAKE]

While he had prepared himself to experience some negativity and backlash from the two ladies, he was not geared up to face the blond’s acidic negativity. Watching her fidget uncomfortably around in the couch as he spoke he smirked and said,
Oh cool your jets little girl, contrary to popular belief, I don’t rape every single thing that moves and has boobs. So you can just relax, though I’m sure you wouldn’t get so many ‘whore’ comments in your direction if your dresses actually covered your ass.
He did not speak in a manner that meant to irritate or start fights, he just simply pointed out the truth.

Then the reddish-brown haired woman spoke.

His attention fixed back onto her as he watched her, she seemed to be sizing him up, perhaps checking to see if Anya or whatever the hell that stupid leader’s name was had already claimed him as hers. If she wanted to do that, she’d have to obviously drop her attitude or at least play along with his games, because for now he was irritated with her presence at all times and would not hesitate to throw something at her if she provoked him. Actually, he’d throw something at someone if they pissed him off enough. The thrown object generally consisted of something like a beer bottle. Leaning against one of the far walls of the room he listened to her speak and noticed her quick change in tones, a smirk crossed his face. No one could stay mad at him for long. Laughing he responded,
People watching is indeed fun, however I can’t way I blame you, the dance floor’s awfully crowded.

As if to make a point, he looked back at the dance floor and shook his head.

When she mentioned ending up dancing with a mangy mutt and he laughed, wondering if she was hinting that she’d prefer to know his shifting form. He was an easy going guy, what harm could come from it? The worst thing that could happen is they shifted into large bears or lions and could easily eat him for dinner if they wanted,
Mangy mutt? Ouch. I prefer to call myself a wolf. No, not a mangy werewolf. And I’m not sure you got my name, it’s Tobi, what’s yours?
He really hated talking to people whose names he didn’t know.

[HOLLY LA'PAMN]

this is H O L L Y my sister

She shrugged at her sisters comment. "i could always speak it remember sweetie. Ive just chose to start using it again. Might go to France soon." she shrugged it off, she was not very interested in talking.
WOLF.
The evil lyrics rang through her head sharp and clear. Evil words from an angels face. Her head whipped around, now to face him full on. Her Dark hair wrapping around her face. She straightened her spine. Hair now seeming longer, face thinning, her pupils seemed to narrow at him as he finished, the hair was still grasping the sides of her face as she began to speak.
"Im Holly" she said blankly. as she stood up.
Her black ankle boots clicked onto the floor, the dark skinny jeans pulling up slightly from them. The white fur shrug she wore was an old fashioned one, that covered just her shoulders, it was tied with a white bow across her collar bones, a baby pink tank top placed underneath.
She left her Cluth, phone and sister on the couch.
Her form was seductive. She walked towards the man, Slinky and sly she moved very close to him. Only maybe 3 pieces could fit between her chest and his, her pelvis and his, her face and his.
She tilted her head and looked up at him.
Her eyes slowed and closed as she lifted her herself onto her toes, and let her soft pink lips brush across his. Her stomach flipped and she dropped back down, and looked at him, she could not tell weather the flip was that of good or bad, and that thought made her stomach flip once again, she let out as light, flirty purr from the back of her throat.
"Im a Torus." She said.
She sharply turned around on her heels, waving her hand as she turned her back towards him and went to sit back on her couch.
"This is Adrianne, My sister, She belongs to my family as well".
Why give up more than needs to be known? Holly was small and if he was quick could take her, but Addie added size and number to her cards. She would not mention addie was not a Fox.
"So please do not disgrace her with hurtful and malicious comments"
She did not say it meanly, although she could not decide why. He did not smell like Anya. Though He seems one she would seek out.
Well him she finds him now he shall reek of Torus. She smirked as she looked at him.
"Is there a reason you are here?" she batted her eyes at him. not enough to seem flirty, but just enough to get her message across.

[ADRIANNE HILL]

As his mocking words came out of her mouth, she smirked. She liked this kid, he knew how to play along, and he knew how to be sarcastic. For a split moment, she actually liked this kid and hoped he was a fox; it’d be nice to have someone good to look at in the family. But the way he acted, the way he stood there she could tell he wasn’t a Torus. This made her heart sink; she saw the way her sister was beginning to look at him, like a toy. The Torus family most certainly did not need another mutt in the family tree. Frowning she sat back and crossed her legs, closed her eyes and waved her hand dismissively,
But if I covered my ass, then I wouldn’t get sarcastic comments from people like you, and really. Sarcasm just makes me so much happier.

Tobi smiled and she smirked. Too bad he had no chance of her ever liking him.

The second his shifting shape was exposed, she frowned and hissed. They did not need to be fraternizing with the enemy. Anya had probably already made her dirty little claim on him, he was just a spy, just a spy set out to tantalize and torture Holly. At that moment she decided she hated him, regardless of what ‘kind’ actions he would ever do for the family in the future. She reached out to grab Holly as she inexplicably stood up,
No…don’t…he’s a wolf…Anya… She whispered.
But Holly obviously didn’t hear her, and before she could say anything further, or prevent anything from happening, her sister pressed her lips against his. She wanted to jump up and rip his lips off of his face, her fingernails dug into the couch, leaving deep gouges as she watched wide-eyed in horror as her sister did what she thought would have been a lot like kissing Anya herself. Retching in disgust when Holly pulled away and sat down she stood up, she could feel the hair bristling on the back of her neck as she crossed her arms and took a defensive stance, if he wanted to come into the room he’d have to fight past her, turning around she stared at Holly, horrified.
Really? REALLY?!
She looked from Tobi back to Holly. Her mind was whirling with confusion and rage. Why? It’s not like it really mattered, no one who was anyone saw it…or did they? Her eyes flicked back to Tobi as he took a few steps forward then stopped, clearly understanding she would claw his eyes out if he got any closer.

This night could only go so well.

[TOBI BLAKE]

He chuckled at the girl’s small joke, for the moment it seemed like she tolerated him, he was making some headway. When the brunette hear his shape, she appeared to fall into a bought of contemplation. Perhaps she was weighing the pro’s and con’s of having a full conversation with the likes of him. If she told him to go away, he would most certainly understand. He was after all a self-loving douche bag with little respect for other people or their damn rules they put down for him, if she liked to be in control then he could already see the downside of the possible friendship. After all, by being a wolf that meant he inevitably belonged to that stupid ‘werewolf’ pack. At the thought of having to be in cohorts with such mangy animals made him shudder. The fact that they walked on two legs bothered him so much, why they couldn’t be normal and walk on four legs like every other canine was a mystery to them.
Holly…a very old fashioned name, you don’t hear too many people named Holly anymore, it seems the word is reserved for the smelly Christmas decoration.
The moment was awkward, he wanted to shake her hand or do something to complete the greeting, but it was quickly clear to him that the fox had other plans.

Before he could react, step back or put his hands up in defense, she had risen up off the couch to kiss him.

It had not been long since the last time he had felt another’s lips against his, but it was still a high-inducing sensation. Habit told him to wrap his arms around her waist or run a hand through her hair, but before he could do something she had broken away and her sister looked like an atomic bomb about to detonate. Smirking and leaning against the door frame to the room he kept a close eye on Addie,
Generally people shake when they first greet, but I suppose it’s perfectly acceptable to kiss, the French do it.

He took two steps in, but Addie returned her acidic gaze to him, and he stopped dead in his tracks.

When Holly introduced them he nodded his head in a friendly greeting, praying to god she didn’t copy her sister’s actions- wait. There was something different about this girl. How could she possibly be in the Torus family when she did not seem to be as ‘foxy’ as Holly? In fact, there was a bit of wolf that he got off of her, perhaps coyote or hyena? He would assume coyote. That would be a rare sighting, a coyote in the Torus family. He wondered if they knew each other from family, after all, money knew money did it not?
So, Miss Holly, there must be a more specific reason for you to be here other than watch as your coyote sister practically begs to pluck my eyes out and kiss random wolves. I mean, the alcohol isn’t the best either, so you’re not here for the quality drinks…
Addie did not seem surprised that he had already figured out one of her many dirty secrets; instead she looked back at Holly with a ‘this guy is trouble’ look.

Tobi really had to beg to differ, he did not think he was that much trouble.