There was nothing quite like a busy club to get Evie’s adrenaline flowing - especially when there was someone with a loaded bank account and a safe deposit box full of priceless goods around, just waiting to be bamboozled. It took almost no effort to start a little fight that quickly turned into a brawl on the dance floor. All the alcohol and loud music made people jumpy, and she used it to her advantage. Smirking to herself, Evie slipped through the chaotic, fighting crowd toward the back door to the VIP lounge. She stopped in the shadows of the staircase and shifted her features into those of one of the people throwing punches in the crowd - a wealthy woman who’d have no problem going anywhere in this club. It was only as her nose finished reshaping and her eyes turned bright blue that she noticed someone was watching her. Her mouth went dry.
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. “Want to have some fun?” she asked, forcing as much excitement into the words as she could. She needed to find out who and what this person was, and fast. In the shadows, she couldn’t quite make out their face. If it was a human, she’d have to call it a night and drag their ass down to the slayer hub. // @bloodkcpt
