Drown the sensories of the world in a bottle of tequila {Open} pg-13-R depends who interacts

Dantevian went far from the brotherhood mansion. Or not really that far. Into Times Square. One of the active most heavily human filled nightclub and bars. How did he know? Well he had less headaches there from ignoring things than anywhere else. There was rarely ever more than four mutants to nine at the most in the group of humans. Sometimes none. He was hoping for a mutant free night. Even more so he hoped to not see any of the brotherhood anytime soon. Ordering a bottle of whiskey and told the bartender to keep the bottles coming. It was going to be a long night.

Scott left the Xavier Institue once again. He felt restless ever since coming back. Or it could be the fact he was feeling guilty for some of the things he said to Jean a couple weeks prior. Though it had only been two days since he fully returned to Xavier's School for the Gifted. He still hadn't apologized to her. He knew the red head held a flame of rage for awhile when you ignited it. He was dressed in dark jeans, a black shirt and a leather jacket. his red shades upon his face. They would stay there all night. Even inside the nightclub he was heading to. He wanted to dance, drink and find company in a club that would be full to the brim with bodies. Six hours of club hopping since sunset and he finally ended up at this one.

A half hour waiting in line. Showing his I.D. and finally allowed inside allowed him to be greeted with the most interesting variety of music he'd heard all night long. Walking through the bodies and over to the barside he looked at the bartender. "Whiskey." He ordered before he glanced around. No one he knew but also no prospective ladies to flirt or dance with. He just hoped this wasn't a gay, bi and lesbian club or he was going to be screwed. The whiskey arrived and he started to drink from the glass. Looking to the man near him. "Drowning in the bottle as well stranger?" He asked before ordering another when he finished his glass.

This was a place Amelia loved to go.  She couldn't stay away from the music and drinks.  Her smile and flash of red eyes got her through the line faster than anything else, plus, she knew how to work the guy at the front letting people in.  Once inside, she let herself get tranced to the music, dancing through the bodies until landing at the bar.  Still dancing slightly she waved the bar tender over and flashed a flirty smiled, "Dirty martini."  She said and licked her lips, twirling herself around and looked at the men she had brought herself between.  


They couldn't of looked any different, but who was she to judge.  They didn't know what she could do, so why judge on looks?  Although the one guy wearing sunglasses inside was odd, the other man was just big.  Still, Amelia was out for fun.  "Hey boys.  Either of you wanna buy me this drink?"  She asked, winking at boy of them.

Dantevian was less than thrilled when Scott Summers sat next to him. His whole intentions of coming to this club was to not deal with mutants. "That was the intentions yes." Came the stoic and flat response. Drinking down the remainder of his bottle. A woman joined them a moment later. Once more sensing another mutant. There went a pleasant evening. She was physically appealing as was the man if he allowed himself to acknowledge these factors. He refused as the fact they were mutants was enough of a current turn off. Looking at the woman or girl, whichever she was, as if she had dropped down from a U.F.O. and was speaking a foreign dialect. He ordered another bottle. Let pretty boy there buy her drink. He did not recall inviting conversation from either of them. He hoped, albeit two people speaking to him one after the other, though was doubting he gave off the keep a distance vibe to anyone seeking to bother him. Seemed unlikely yet he wanted to see what the shades wearing man would say. "Drown in the bottle and let the liquid float me away." he muttered.

Scott soon finished off his glass and ordered another whiskey. He had the whiskey song stuck in his head for some odd reason. He looked at the man and shook his head. "Aren't we all stranger. Aren't we all." He said as he downed the entire glass with a single swallow. Ordering a refill as a pretty young woman wandered over. Either he was getting a very subtle buzz from not drinking in awhile or he just wasn't caring. Either way he chuckled and turned to the young woman. "Sure I'll buy your drink but can I get your name in exchange?" he asked in a somewhat lighter tone then when he wasn't drinking. Why not? It was just a night out on town and he was currently single. He went ahead and paid for the young woman's drink.

Amelia grinned at Scott when he said he would buy her the drink, flashing a very sexy smile and turned her back to the other man now.  So if he didn't want her affections, she'd go to the one who did.  "It's Amelia.  How about yourself, Shades?"  She asked, with a wink.  She leaned forward, her body completely selling her sex, and in a way, her behind was still trying to catch the other man t want her too.  Amelia was selfish like that.  She wanted it all.

{Feel free to skip me for the time being. My military duties and my injury are requiring more time than anticipated currently. -Lucian-}

((okay lucian don't you get yourself killed being a real world hero. >_<))

Scott listened to Amelia as she spoke. "Scott. Scott Summers." He said with an odd formality that almost gave it the same ring as Bond. James Bond though that was completely unintended. "Another bottle tender this one just went empty." He ordered. Drinking straight from the bottle. She seemed to be wanting something he wasn't sure he was up for. Alot more to drink and who knows where it would go from there. Lookin at her through the shades. Well she did have a nice booty to go with those curves she was flaunting.

((sorry for delay I was hospitalized again, be safe Dante!)


"An entire bottle eh?  How kind."  She smiled, lighting up her entire face, adding more to her beauty as she leaned closer to Scott, showing off some skin.  "So what brings such a hunk to the bar.  You don't seem like the kind to be found in this place by the way you dress.  Not that I'm complaining."  She said and winked.  Her eyes flashed red again for a split second before returning to their normal green blue.