A Night To Remember ~open~

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Viper seem to slither between the flocks of people the danced or stood around in the club. Victoria, her large pet boa, had stayed home today. The club didn’t allow animals in and the snake would surely cause people to cause a seen. No, she had to come alone to meet her client. She was wearing a sleek black outfit and her shoulder length hair was straightened like always. She wasn’t wearing her sunglass inside, so her deep amber silted eyes wear very noticeable. It was clear she was a mutant.

The slim woman walked over to the bar and sat on the stool. She ordered a beer and crossed her legs as she waited for the bar tender to come back with her drink. Her snake-like eyes scanned the club. A couple was making out in the back. Many men and women were up dancing to the rhythmic music. She frowned at the sight of all the people. She didn’t like people because they all couldn’t be trusted. No matter how trustworthy or nice someone seems, they will always end up betraying you in the end for some reason. Viper didn’t need friends.

The bar tender came back with her beer and bag, which he gave her. It was probably her money for completing the job. A lot of the time her employers didn’t want to be seen giving her the cash, so the bar tender usually was their mediator. She took a drink of the beer and strapped the bag over her shoulder. She would leave after a few beers, it had been a while since she had a good drink.

[donny]

Donny was out and about today. Actually he needed some equipment for something he was working on so it caused him to leave school grounds to find it. He's also run out of books to read from his own stash so he's gone to pick up new one as well. It wasn't something that was so random people would wonder where he was but it did happen seldom enough that people would be surprised to see him out. He just wasn't known for it. What was even more suprising was the fact that he was heading into a club of all places. He did keep part of his life a secret from people. He had more than just one or two reason to leave the grounds of the school. He looked at the bouncer at the front with a I've got business to attend to type of look and flashed his id. The bouncer gave him a nod and let him through. It would when you'd fixed the guys car so that it drove better than it did before it had broken. He smiled and hurried in with the crowd that was walking in.

He was looking for someone. He was sure his contact was there already. After all the teen was a tad bit on the fashionably late side. A few of his contacts knew he would be if he came out to do other things then just meet them. He found the guy sitting in the corner. Other mutants were very entertaining people. Donny walked up to the man with a smile on his face. "Sorry I'm late got caught up in the parts store." His smile became brighter at the thought and the guy just laughed. "You finish the device." "That I did sir." Donny put his hand into the pocket of his hoodie and pulled out a small device. It looked like just your ordinary watch but it was more than that. It had a very small poisoned blade that came out of it and was a communication device as well as a place to archive. "It took me days to actually get the posion on there and there is a small amount of it in the watch itself. You have to be very careful if that ever breaks. I also have the antidote." He pulled out two small viles and then another similar looking watching. "For your partner or whomever is to know where you are." The man looked at the both of them and smiled. "Well done my boy well done." Donny only smiled.

The transaction only lasted a little bit longer and Donny was staring at a wad of cash that would end up hidden somewhere in his and his brother room at the school. He'd even give some to Mikey when he saw him. Life was just so entertaining sometimes. He gave a nod to the guy and vanished into the crowd again. He headed up to the bar. He might as well spend some time there getting a drink and being partially a teenager only the fact that he was more in the adult section then his own was different. The bar tender just shook his head and grabbed him a club soda. He was sitting next to a woman that seemed to have just gotten paid for something too. At least he had seen the tale end of her strapping on a bag that seemed interesting looking. He said nothing as he looked back at the crowd. He was only three stoles away from her.

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She took a hearty drink of the beer, the cool liquid slipping refreshingly down her throat. She licked her lips with her forked snake tongue. Her deep amber snake-like eyes caught motion from her left. Someone had come up to the bar for a drink, but he looked under aged. Odd he was able to be in the adult section, but it made no difference to Viper. She then noticed the fair amount of money he was handling. Her eyes lit up at the sight of the cash. There was only one thing in this world she loved more than herself and that was money. She had her money already so she wouldn’t try to steal that what was his. Still, she couldn’t help with her curiosity.

The blonde walked over to the stool next to him, a soft smile on her perfect lips. She sat next to the young man looking at him with her snake-like eyes. If he was at this club that must have meant he was either a mutant or didn’t mind hanging around them. “That’s a lot of money you got there.” She said. She took a drink from her beer bottle. “So, you do a job for someone or are you just some rich kid?” She asked. The woman knew perfectly well that some clients didn’t want what they paid for to be revealed. Still, you could just say that you did one and that’s all, no details needed.

The snake woman looked over the boy once, sizing him up. He didn’t look like a killer, though she wasn’t thinking that he didn’t have the ability to kill. Everyone had the ability to kill. Take Viper for example. On the outside she looked a ‘normal’ woman, (mutant woman that is), who probably couldn’t take on a pro wrestler. Well in fact, she could wipe the floor with many pro wrestlers. She was very skilled with her job of being a freelancer. She took another drink of beer, hoping she hadn’t made the young man feel uncomfortable.

[donny]

Donatello had never given the club owner or well anyone in the club a hard time for anything. As a matter of fact he had fixed a few things for them when say the restrooms went down or the computers did the same thing. It was one of the reasons why no one really moved him from one section to the other. His dealing always involved adults anyways and the first time one deal went down was the only time that anyone had said anything to him. Of course all had been settled by the club owner himself. Donny smiled to himself as he drank his club soda. He was sure that any of his other clients that might be there today would come up to him in a very descrete manner to ask him things if he did not already have something he as working on for them. After all the boy was rather good with deadlines.

It took him a matter of seconds to realize the woman that had been sitting three chairs away from him was not sitting next to him. He was a bit taken aback by her asking if he was some rich kid. "I'm not just some rich kid. So yes I just did a job for someone." A smirk crossed his face for a momet. He wasn't going to say anything about it because there was no need for that. Usually if you said you'd done a job that was enough for the person who was asking. Least in this place that was. Sure there would be some people that would question you more but if you stood your ground then they wouldn't get anything out of you. Donatello was not stupid by any right. "You just finish one yourself or are you just here to take a breather from every day life?" He question in return. He wasn't even a bit afraid of her though he knew that he likely should be. There were many that could take him down and kill him if he wasn't careful but that didn't mean that he had to fear them.

He kept the smirk on his face and looked from her back to the crowd and then back to her again. He was always rather observant as he liked to get out of there before a fight broke out. It could happen seeing as the club was full of mutants most of the time. He finally let his attention stay completely on the woman next to him. Her eyes seemed to keep him and bit entranced for a moment.

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A playful smile fell on her lips as he spoke noticing the smirk that was upon the boy’s own lips. She leaded her elbow heavily on the bar, snake-eyes fixed on the boy as he asked a question in return. She let a small, yet slightly cold, laugh at the question. Breather from everyday life was it? Doing jobs as a freelancer was her everyday life and there was her everyday life. But I guess you could say having a beer at the bar or even shopping, in her case, could be considered “taking a breather”. She patted the bag at her hip not caring if he knew it was her reward. If anyone tried to take her cash he’d be dead in a matter of seconds.“Just like you, I just finished a job. I am a freelancer after all.” She said.

Viper took another drink from her bottle her gaze leaving the boy for no more than a few seconds. She noticed him glace around clearly taking in his surroundings. It was wise of one to always be aware of what was going on especially in a place where people get drunk. It would make it worse that most of them were mutants. She could take care of herself, but it would a pity if her favorite bar burned down in a mutant fight. “It’s a little rude of me to just randomly start asking questions with out introducing myself. My name is Viper.” She said not minding if he chose not to tell her his own name. She just wanted to have a harmless conversation with the boy.

“So, what do you specialize in?” She asked genuinely curious about what he did. If he had questions for her, she’d answer them to an extent. That was her rule, don’t reveal too much about herself and don’t get close to anyone. Viper was very much a loner. She took another drink, the bottle now halfway empty. She was thinking before of just having one beer, but now, remembering how much she loved alcohol, Viper would probably order another few rounds of the booze.