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[Closed - Val and Nick]
May. 22nd, 2013 09:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
malachaiIt hadn't taken him long to find her but, full disclosure, when you could flash into a bar and know within seconds if your quarry was there. Within ten minutes he was positioned on the second floor of a crowded club. It also didn't hurt that he could mask himself away from human eyes. It wasn't invisibility, it was more that human eyes would see him and not register his presence. Even under hypnosis, they'd remember nothing more than a blank spot where he'd been.
Handy for getting a feel for the room, but not a part of the game he wanted to play. If the others around them could only see her and not him? Not nearly as much for any paybacks she wanted to throw at him.
And fuck if he didn't want her to play as dirty as he did.
Grinning at the idea of it, and feeling lighter than he had in centuries, Nick left her perch and made his way through the club. He dropped the illusion as he went down the stairs and positioned himself directly across the dance floor from Val.
The floor itself was, thankfully, recessed. Made for easier eye contact over the mass of bodies writhing to the music pumping from the speakers.
It didn't take long for the danger junkies to start moving in on him and this time he didn't glare them away. What he did do, though, was wait until the Necro was looking anywhere but him and focus on her mind. Fang. Nipple. Remember it now.
Handy for getting a feel for the room, but not a part of the game he wanted to play. If the others around them could only see her and not him? Not nearly as much for any paybacks she wanted to throw at him.
And fuck if he didn't want her to play as dirty as he did.
Grinning at the idea of it, and feeling lighter than he had in centuries, Nick left her perch and made his way through the club. He dropped the illusion as he went down the stairs and positioned himself directly across the dance floor from Val.
The floor itself was, thankfully, recessed. Made for easier eye contact over the mass of bodies writhing to the music pumping from the speakers.
It didn't take long for the danger junkies to start moving in on him and this time he didn't glare them away. What he did do, though, was wait until the Necro was looking anywhere but him and focus on her mind. Fang. Nipple. Remember it now.
