Post by siren on May 18, 2008 18:43:40 GMT -5
Siren grinned in anxiety to enter the club as they were waved in. She entered the club and her oricles glared over the literal, neon lights. It was dark except for the colorful spurts of light. Her pupils dilated once again into those trademark catlike pupils. A great atmosphere to have some fun. She stepped over to some empty chairs by the bar to clear room for the other clubbers. Siren was lucky she came with Klair, seeing as Siren doesn't know anybody. She generally doesn't reach out. You know, the -hard to get- kind of type. Siren always acted like the ran the place. Fiesty little Filipino gal. She turned to Klair, waiting for her to make the initial move. Though Siren was outgoing, she had no clue where to start in such an unfamiliar club. Without an answer Siren opened her mouth first.
"Want to dance?"
