undergrounds | she's a vamp, but she still kills the dance

Dance In The Dark
(February 13th)

Lately, there's been a rise in parties at hidden venues. Secret locations around London that you can only get to if you know the right people. Getting there is difficult, but once you're there, it's sure to be a night you'll never forget- if you remember it in the first place.

Tonight's party is held in an abandoned tube station. Climbing down what feel like thousands of steps you step off through a dark tunnel, the old stone walls slick with condensation. After following the winding walkway, you emerge in a cavernous room, with alcoves filled with pillows, the entire place is lit by candle light. Music blares through speakers as a DJ plays all sorts of dance and techno rave music. Alcohol is plentiful, in multi-color cocktails, and the air is thick with the smell of sweat and magic.

But behind all of that is a new nest of five vampires, watching, waiting for the clock to strike midnight. At the signal, the lights will be doused, the doors shut, and what will later be called the Valentine's Eve Massacre will begin.

If you're lucky, there are some ways out. Back tunnels, sewers, ways to escape. You could always fight, too- the vampires are young and inexperienced. Either way, it's up to you to save yourself: there's no mobile phone reception down here.

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[Nancy ducks her head and laughs.] Alright, I think you're right with that. God- flat warm coke is the worst. [of all the things to bond over. Still, she raises the cup to her lips and takes a sip.]

Still hot. [She smiles across the top of her mug like it's some great secret.]

Nothing- it's free. I volunteered, I'm not going to charge

Right? Terrible. [Kyle gives her a wide smile as he grabs his shirt again, slipping it back over his head and tugging it down into place. Then he picks up his tea, taking a large sip in the hopes that hot doesn't mean mouth burning. Thankfully, it's not bad.]

Not bad. [He admits, though he's immediately shaking his head.] Nope. Can't allow it. I have to at least take you out to dinner.

Oh lord. [He was going to do this, he was going to make her let him take her out for dinner. She could tell right now that the two of them would go on for a few hours at least before eventually she gave in. So she may as well skip to the chase.]

Alright. Fine. You can take me out to dinner. [She didn't need anything more.]

Good answer. [He flashes a cocky grin before setting his tea down on the table. Kyle pulls his mobile from his pocket, pulling up a new contact, and offers the phone to her.] Here. It'll be a lot easier if I can call instead of hanging outside your door with a boombox to embarrass you in front of all your neighbors.

[She takes the phone from him and carefully puts in her number, before handing it back to him.]

I'm almost afraid of what song you'd pick. And half-tempted to see if you'll actually do it.

Oh I would. [He replies before laughing. Kyle saves her number and shoots her a quick text with his name so she can save his info too.] There.

[He takes another sip of his tea, then shakes his head. Not really for him.] Listen, I hate to heal and run, but I'm kind of exhausted. Do you mind? I want to know how you're doing tomorrow though, and I'll call you about dinner.

Perfect. [She can hear her phone go off in her bag.]

No, it's late. You're within your right, and I'm exhausted, too. Will you be able to make it back alright? [That was more important than dinner. Which, oddly, she was looking forward to.]

Thanks. I'll be fine. If I have trouble walking, I'll hail a cab or taxi. Whatever they're called here. [He shrugs lightly, standing from the couch and sliding his phone into his pocket. With his military training and what not, he trusts London to be the kind of danger he can handle. Anything beyond what he can handle is unlikely.]

Thanks again. You're my hero. [Kyle flashes another smile, turning to let himself out.] Have a good night, Nancy.

Don't call me that,
[but she says it good naturedly, returning his smile as she walks him towards the door.]

Any time. Take care, and text when you're home, alright, Kyle?

[Kyle turns around at the door, leaning forward to give Nancy a quick kiss on the cheek. Then he nods, smiles, and slips out the doorway back into the night. He waits until he's half a block away before he drops the smile from his face and focuses on getting home. At which point he will eventually text Nancy a simple 'goodnight! :)']

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