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Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2015 13:48:09 GMT
It appeared that dance floor was rather vacant. A glance back over her shoulder, and Safira would see Rose and Sam not far behind. It was fine of course; more room and it also meant that they surely held the attention of the room. On the dance floor now, Safira could finally get a better look at Delilah. Safira couldn’t help but resist looking over the bangin’ body that Delilah possessed. It was exactly as you would expect from anyone who served Bane, though Delilah had it all right. Safira never quite understood why anyone sought to pump Venom through their veins; it didn’t look good in the slightest, rather unappealing if anything.
With the first song having kicked in, and the many lights brightly pulsating; it was time for the dancing to commence. Safira was less than a yard in front of Delilah, a distinct lack of space between them as Safira would grind up close in a flirtatious fashion as she swayed her hips, moving up and down the body of Delilah. In due time did Safira weave her way round to be behind Delilah, continuing to grind against Delilah as she ran her hands smoothly around the toned body of Delilah to the beat of the song. Safira’s attention was then taken away from Delilah as she heard the sound of Sam as he hit the floor. Delilah hadn’t noticed it seemed, but Safira’s assassin instincts caused her to glance over. A smirk appeared on her face as she saw what had happened – that boy really didn’t do much for the reputation of Bane.
The first song had ended, and another would transition in seamlessly, Ricky certainly knew what he was doing. Before long did Safira notice the presence of Rose who had popped up behind her, joining them as they grinded to the beat. Some may dislike such an intrusion, but not Safira. ”I can see this going somewhere”. Safira would whisper back with a smile which was telling of her enjoyment. How could she not be having fun, stuck in-between Delilah and Rose?
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Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2015 18:47:35 GMT
Rose smirked softly and turned her attention to the third dancing partner. Delilah. She wasn't Roses type but she could see the appeal in the toned hispanic woman. Curves were all in the right way curvy, nice lips and hypnotic eyes. Just way too dull in the mind for Rose, not enough in the attitude and mind set to attract her personally. Business was one of Delilah's main drives. Rose knew this from a couple of different sources. She also knew that Delilah liked women. It paid to know the players in each city and their weaknesses. For the Bane lieutenant it was the prospect of getting ahead of the competition and a pretty face. Which meant Safira was catnip for the woman. As the song changed again Rose gave a loud and eager laugh as she moved away to find her own space with a shout above the starting beat of " This is my song!" The blonde haired girl began to twist to the music as she sang the words to herself like it was a personal anthem. This was a song she had taken to heart and one she had danced to many many times, either on her own or as she completed a mission with her earphones in. Nothing was quite like attacking a secret base with great music blasting in your ears. Delilah was happy to keep the attention of the assassin on her however, doing her best to seduce the other girl through the dancing. Rose was lost to the tune and didn't really care about anything else going on, this was her little world for now and it was a place she could forget about everything and just lose herself to the words and music. All the death and destruction she caused was a far away land and wasn't even worth considering right now. She was out partying, except she wasn't alone right now. Tay was always in the corner of her eye as Rose danced around, she was making friends. Which according to the assassin was a bad thing or even impossible. yet Rose figured if she could make a friend she could do other things. The only thing that would hold her back was herself and that was not going to happen. Whatever Rose wanted, Rose got. It might be a bit of a spoiled attitude but it had worked for her until now and was not going to be abandoned any time soon. Other people were coming onto the dance floor now, it seemed that since the couple of them had gone up that it had broken that weird effect that clubs always seemed to have. No one really wanted to get up and dance first but once someone did everyone else felt it was ok to do so themselves.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2015 10:10:40 GMT
As much as Delilah was enjoying the attention of the League of Shadows Assassin, so was Safira enjoying having the attention of the Bane Gang lieutenant. Of course, Delilah probably thought that this was somehow buying her a favour or a good word with the Demon Head. It was not. Safira had little influence in that respect, it wasn’t her place to join in with discussing League business. It really wasn’t her style, Safira was one to prefer getting her hands dirty out in the field. Which is needed from time to time, someone that can be trusted to fulfil the requisites that an operation may demand – good reason for keeping her around. But despite that, Safira did know a thing or two about Ra’s Al Ghul, and knew full well that he wouldn’t care for a lieutenant; Ra’s only deals with those who are at the top of the food chain.
It was quite the thumping tune that the previous song had transitioned to, and throughout it’s play-through did Safifra remain behind Delilah, grinding against her with her hands moving about the curvy body of Delilah in a slinky like motion. As the song was starting to draw to a close, Safira would lean in slightly to whisper into the ear of Delilah. What was said could not really be heard by anyone else, as if a good mystery. Whatever it was, it brought a smile to the face of Delilah who while she continued to dance, turned around to look at Safira and nodded approvingly.
Shortly after did Delilah dance away off of the dance floor. Safira would then take a quick glance around, and BINGO. There Rose was, dancing alone in the now packed out dance floor. Safira would swiftly weave her way through the sea of bodies until she arrived at Rose. ”Rose…”. Safira would say initially, but then she soon realized that the volume of the music blaring in the place didn’t help Rose to hear her. ”ROSE. Safira would say, though this time as more assured that Rose heard her. ”Delilah and I are gonna head off… if that’s cool with you?”. Safira added before looking over to one side of the club to see Delilah speaking to her brothers. Safira then turned back to Rose with a smile. She didn’t want to Rose to think she was just ditching her here.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2015 6:44:01 GMT
As the song was coming to an end Tay shouted to get Rose's attention, with an amused smirk the merc listened to Saffy say how she was heading away with her dance partner. With a nod and a smile Rose gave her ok, how could she stop her team mate from having fun? That was after all the whole point of the evening.
If Safira left then Rose would party like she usually did, no real big deal in that. With the dance floor now quite populated Rose had her choice of dancing buddies. Though it meant she didn't need to worry about the assassin going back to the League drunk, looked more like they would see her in the morning after a dirty stop out. With a smirk Rose went back to her dancing, it was why she was here after all, to lose herself to the music and unwind after the earlier mission. The girl had vague memories of when she was young, all this sort of thing was tiring and she would be out of breath and sweating buckets but that was all a distant memory. Thanks to her dads training and whatever it was he had injected her with it took a lot more than dancing to make her feel pushed. As the hour crept by Rose made her way from the dance floor to pick up the bag of clothes she had left and walked to the door. Speaking to the doorman briefly Rose headed out into the cold night air and whistled for a cab. Using the cab to cross the city Rose walked a few more blocks still before activating a safe house that her father and her used while in Chicago. As the lights flickered on Rose tossed her back onto the table and flopped into a chair. A soft curse about high heels had them thrown across the floor. It had been a good night and the safe house was as good a place to crash as any. She hoped Tay had enjoyed her evening as well, Rose smirked again at the recent memories. That sort of thing was going to have to happen a lot more.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2015 10:44:31 GMT
Fortunately enough, the loud thumping music was no match for body language and from the looks of things it appeared as though Rose was quite content with allowing Saffy to take her leave. Safira would nod back as though to say thank you before turning her back to Rose to once again find a path through the highly populated dance floor. Tomorrow Morning may be a problem, regrouping. Had the two Shadow Squad ladies exchanged phone numbers, Rose could have at least texted Safira a picture of where to meet up. But that’s a problem best saved for another day, it wasn’t the right time to dwell on such nonsense.
Surviving the journey out from the middle of the dance floor did Safira find Delilah, waiting beside the exit. The two girls would head out, and then it was the matter of getting back to where Delilah likes to call home. Of course, Safira didn’t divulge her ‘trick’. A cab was hailed, and upon arrival the two entered. Next came the fun part.
End thread?
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