Alone and Drinking [open]

[Jace Grey]

Jace walked into Amnesia, a smirk on his face. It was Friday night and the place was buzzing with energy. Tonight would be a good night, he had a feeling about it. He had put on some smart-casual clothes; tight black jeans and a loose fitting t-shirt that still showed off his muscluar chest. His tattoos seemed to glow in the glittering lights of the club.

He made his way over to the bar and ordered a shot of vodka, followed by several more. Alcohol was like a best friend for him and most of his nights consisted of having at least a few drinks. Tonight, however, he was after something in particular: someone to sleep with. It had been a while since the last nameless girl and he was in the mood for another one night stand. Perhaps he would even find a nice guy for a change.

He sat down on a bar stool and surveyed the club, watching people as they bobbed up and down to the pounding music. Judging by the amount of people here, he was pretty certain that he would be able to find someone who was at least half decent for the job. And if not, he could always go for a hunt in his wolf form in Garland Forest. All he had to do now was sit back and wait.

[Vanessa Lorna Freeman]

Vamessa was not in a good mood, although she rarely was, she especially wasn't tonight. Her day had started off normal enough, she'd woken up late, just about gotten to school on time and fallen asleep in most 0f her classes. All normal enough things to happen to her.

Then when she'd gotten home, she'd found the letter. A letter fropm her birth mother, the woman who had abandoned her the second she was born, she wanted to meet up, to explain why she'd done what she had. Mark and Christine had told her to give the woman a chance. Give her a chance! This was the woman who had dumped her in an alleyway and walked away without a second chance.

Vanessa had stormed out of the house and walked aimlessly around the town for hours. She'd eventually ended uip outside Amnesia and had gone in deciding thgat she wasn't going home that night, she'd find someone to spend the night with easily enough, she was a seductress after all.

She sat down at the bar next to a guy covered in tattoos. Give me something that will get me so drunk I won't be able to remember my own name. She said to the guy behind the bar. She ran a hand through her hair absentmindedly, it was black at the moment with two blue streaks. She was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans a low cow red top and a pair of leather boots, having taken a change of clothes with her before she'd left the house.

[Jace Grey]

Jace eyed up the girl that had taken up the bar stool next to him. She was good-looking with long blone hair and smokey make up. He smirked as he heard what she said to the barman, before quickly knocking back the drink she had been given. "Can i get you another?" he asked, shifting on his stool so that he was facing her.

Without waiting for an answer, he called the barman over and ordered 2 shots, sliding one down the bar to the girl. "Tell me your name before you drink it, I'd like to know it before you aren't able to remember it," he said, a slight smirk on his face. His eyes gazed up and down her body slowly, without him even trying to hide the fact that he was eyeing her up. She seemed like the sort of girl who was into one night stands and that was his type of girl.

[Vanessa Lorna Freeman]

Vanessa smirked at the guy talking to her. Call me Angie. She said coolly, she was in the mood for some fun, that didn't mean she was dumb, she didn't know this guy, he could be some psychopath for all she knew, not that she cared, but she didn't want some weirdo coming after her at a later date.

She ran her eyes over him. Not bad. Good looking, I like the tattooos She thought, downing her drink like it was water. What can I call you? She asked, brushing a strand of hair from her face. Her make up suited her pale skin, dark eyes with emerald green eyeliner and blood red lipstick

[Jace Grey]

Jace chuckled and ordered another two shots for them both. "You can call me whatever you want but my name is Jace," he said, coolly, aware of the fact that she was using a fake name. It didn't surprise him much, afterall she had no idea who he was or what he may or may not do. In Jace's mind that was a good thing.

"So what do you do on a day to day basis?" he asked, sliding the shot glass down to her, before downing his own drink quickly. He could just start to feel the effects of the alcohol as it warmed him from the inside out. He wasn't sure how well this girl handled her drink but he was definitely interested in finding out.