[OPEN] MURDER ON THE DANCEFLOOR

[baisant]

The Duke of Central London's Samhain festivities are open upon invitation only. Those who are fortunate enough to have received one, either from the Duke himself or from one of his guests, are privy to quite the affair. Raymond has obviously been planning this for some time now, and the bar is fully stocked, the room fully decorated for the festivities. Collected from the fae hunt that their leader had encouraged, fae blood flows freely, available freshly served in punch bowls or straight from the source itself, in the form of kidnapped fae off of the streets. The vampires who partake are drunk with it and high on the euphoria that it offers, a drug unlike any other their kind can partake in.

As promised by Raymond himself, it is a rave the likes that London has never seen before. And it's about to get a lot more memorable still...

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[baisant]

After the battle is over, Jean-Claude is making his rounds among the survivors and congratulating them on their victory. It is here that he encounters Thomas, and the outfit Thomas has on. Even if it is now somewhat destroyed thanks to the fighting that had come to pass, Jean-Claude can still appreciate the whole picture for what it is. And despite their surroundings and what has just come to pass, he flicks a smile at the other vampire and runs his eyes appreciatively over his body for a moment before meeting his gaze again.

"Whatever you do with your time these days, mon ami, your talents are clearly wasted. If you would ever care for such employment, I am certain we could find room for you somewhere at Guilty Pleasures..."

[loveconquersdinosaurs]

"Hmmm," he hummed, "I'll have to keep that in mind."

He'd jokingly discussed that line of work with Natasha once, but it wasn't something he'd seriously considered. Still, he was certainly enjoying the feeling of Jean-Claude's gaze, and it was a tempting offer.