OOM: Fangtasia

[onceaviking]

They made it through the door unseen and Eric handed Jay a slip of paper before practically pushing him out of the staff entrance door.

There was half an hour till opening time but a line had already formed outside the windowless, black painted building. Goths and punks and quite a few locals as well. The latter were especially rowdy, gathering their courage and riling each other up.

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[runningred]

"I'm sure Pam's being very thorough about that. I was worried they'd go after the girl; the one who threw herself at you earlier. They struck me as the sorts who'd mess with a young girl because they didn't have the guts to pick a fight with anyone stronger."

[onceaviking]

"I don't even think they were going fight to begin with. Just show off by being daring." The sarcasm burns.

"Then Pam called him out and he thought that he could deal with her. And he was wrong."

[runningred]

"Oh dear. She did mention that dress wasn't meant for cleaning in." Jay sighs. "How bad's the mess?"

He unfolds slowly from the chair, stilling up and stretching his limbs. "I feel like I should tell - your blood seems to work different here. Stronger, quicker, more potent. Makes me wonder if Milliways has been filtering out some of the effects."

[onceaviking]

"She just broke his arm. In three places. And smashed his collarbone. No blood. It excites the regulars too much."

When Jay mentions the different effect of his blood, he briefly closes his eyes.
"I can't feel you,"he says, opening his eyes again. "We should be good."

[runningred]

"Ooh Nasty! He's not going to forget that in a hurry. Collarbones are a bastard to heal and too damn easy to re-break." Speaking from bitter experience. "It seemed like the regulars got plenty excited when you fed off me on the dais."

He cocks his head, watching Eric's expression. "That's what you meant by bonded? You'd be able to feel me? Interesting. I guess as long as we keep it to Milliways, you won't have to put up with me in your head."

[onceaviking]

"Pam is good with these things," Eric says. Proudly.
"Yes. Bonding creates a psychic link. Some seek it out but I've never gotten the idea. Of course, knowing where your food is is convenient, but still..."

He wrinkles his nose a little. Then he cocks his head to the side. "Is the intoxicating effect more pronounced as well?"

[runningred]

"I can see why you chose her." Jay smiles back, somewhat impressed by Pam's no nonsense efficiency.

"Yeah but, you don't need a psychic link to know there's always blood for you at Milliways. And I'm almost always there, these days."

"Not really. I'm healing a hell of a lot faster and I'm pretty sure my senses are a little sharper. I can practically hear my red blood cell count going back up. Pity the bruises are healing too."

[onceaviking]

"We can always get you some new ones," Eric smiles. It's a slightly menacing smile.
Then it fades as he evidently listens to things going on out in the bar.

"I think I have to get back to work as it were. If you're up for it, feel free to go back inside. Or you can stay here. Or try to see if the door will let you back on your own."

[runningred]

"Promises, promises." Jay chuckles.

"I won't mind another drink and a chance to pay my regards to Pam properly." And given his slightly messy state. "Mind pointing me towards the bathrooms? I should clean up a bit first."

[onceaviking]

"Yes, you probably should," Eric agrees.
"There's a staff bathroom down the corridor. Your drinks are on the house. The bartenders will know. Let me know if you leave."

Very efficient.

[runningred]

"No worries, see you out there." Jay knows Eric has things to do and a bar to run so he nips out to the bathroom and gets himself cleaned up.

If he doesn't run into any of the other staff on the way, he'll be back in the bar in a few minutes - shirt mostly clean and slightly damp and hair smoothed back from his face. He's curious to see how the crowd has chanced later in the evening and even more how the remaining crowd will react to him.

He grabs another scotch and a very large glass of water and find himself a table in a quiet corner.

[onceaviking]

The scene is definitely different when he renters. The people who'd merely been curious seem to have been driven away by the earlier events. The dance floor is full and there's a lot of kissing going on in the corners.

But it's a strange place. Clearly, there is also business being conducted which means that a good deal of the vampires in the room have little interest in the preening and the flirting and the suggestive dancing.

They do notice Jay though. One of the vamps, a young good looking women, even seems to be about to approach him when she is intercepted by Pam. After a few words, her eyes widen and she hastily backs away.

The humans are just as interested and a small group, dressed in very little with lots of chains attached, sidle up to him.


"Did he, like, bite you? For real? " one of the women blurt out. Breathlessly.

[runningred]

Jay spots Pam's catch and give her an appreciative nod. Clearly it's being made known that he's Eric's property.

Jay sips his drink and watches the dancing. He needs to be a lot more drunk to join in and he has a feeling that would be unwise right now. The bar has a much darker feel now the tourists have moved on.

He looks up from his drink as the woman approaches him and cocks his head. "Clearly you came a little late to see but yes." His voice is calm and mellow and he keeps his eyes on her face.

[onceaviking]

"Oh. My. God," she breathes, eyes shining.
One of the others interrupt, a skinny guy with bottled black hair. "Was it mostly painful or mostly, you know....." He trails off, blushing.

[runningred]

"Mostly an intense and incredible turn on?" Jay answers, still serene and trying not to laugh at them. "It was both."

He rises and steps to the man. He shouldn't be doing this, it's kinda cruel but let's face it, it won't hurt business here. He moves in close, his voice low and intimate. "Knowing that a being that powerful, that dangerous wants you. Kneeling at his feet, resting your head against his muscular thigh as he penetrated you, fang sinking deep into the veins of your wrist, feeling the skin tear and the blood rush forth..."

He lets out a breathy sigh, looking right into the man's eyes. "Knowing in that moment; you, your blood is all that matters to him. There is nothing that could be more of a turn on."

Question is, can Jay make this guy's nose bleed without nothing but his voice?

"Now if you'll excuse me." Might be time to slip outside for a smoke and some more water.

[onceaviking]

Judging from the tiny, strangled sound the guy is making a nosebleed may not be far off. The others hang by Jay's lips too and are clearly disappointed when he is about to leave.

"But, do you, like, know him? " the girl blurt out.
" I've heard that some of them have like, human lovers? "

She is clearly taken with that idea.

[runningred]

Jay smiles mysteriously and carefully pulls his jacket sleeve down over his wrist. "That's not my secret to tell."

He slips between them and past the bar, getting some more water before heading to carpark for some air and a smoke. He stays closeish to the door, having a feeling it might be unwise to drift too far from the lights but finds a discrete corner out of the way.

[onceaviking]

Suddenly, there is someone next to him.

It's Pam.

"I am just here to make sure nobody gets any ideas," she says, looking at the carpark instead of Jay.

[runningred]

Jay chuckles and nods his thanks, offering her a cigarette because it would be rude not to.

"I'm starting to understand where you and Eric got your low opinion of humanity." Even through he's pretty sure it's not the human patrons she's concerned about.

[onceaviking]

"Don't get me started," Pam says, shaking her head no to the offer of a cigarette.
"And the no ideas goes for you too," she says, turning to look at him.

"If you do anything to compromise him, I will kill you. And not Ina fun way."

[runningred]

"I won't expect any less. Like I said, I'm just here for a quiet night out. If being fed in helps business then I'm glad to be use." He takes a quick drag and stubs out the smoke, breaking off and pocketing the filter in a gesture of professional paranoia.

"Eric mentioned the local boys had rather a high opinion of themselves earlier? I'm glad to hear they were corrected. I'm just sorry I was too preoccupied to see it."

[onceaviking]

She smiles.

"That does lighten up the evening. It's just a shame a couple of chairs got smashed in the process. Might as well open an account at the local furniture store with the rate things are being destroyed, "she says, leaning back against the wall.

It is a remarkably tight dress.

[runningred]

"It might not be a bad idea." He grins, giving her an appreciative look over. It is a very nice dress and she wears it incredibly well. "Perhaps they can help you out with slightly more sturdy furniture."

[onceaviking]

"I don't think that will help. I can throw incredibly hard," she deadpans.
"I can do a lot of things really hard. "

[runningred]

Jay can't help but smile. "Of that, I have absolutely no doubt." Doesn't mean he wouldn't love to see her demonstration just how hard. He misses those bruises already.