Alice Grey (Dec 4, 2010 11:20:55 PM)
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James Laurence (Dec 4, 2010 11:21:52 PM)
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Rona Bennett (Dec 4, 2010 11:22:00 PM)
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Alice Grey (Dec 4, 2010 11:26:30 PM)
*the security personal was at the door and around the club, making sure underage people did not drink and keeping things calm but the crowd itself was rather laxzed.. when james showed up in his outfit and payed his door fee and they checked his idetification they told him to proceed to the v.i.p section up the stiars*

Cameron Parker (Dec 4, 2010 11:26:30 PM)
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James Laurence (Dec 4, 2010 11:28:34 PM)
*It had been a long week for him, showing up at his destination in his new model charger. He stepped out dressed in his work clothes, for those who knew what he did at least that would be apparent. He was dressed in black pants and white shirt with a tie, the length of the week showed in that his hair was slightly messy, though it was short enough that it didnt really matter. He also yes be it night or day wore a pair of sunglasses, and would be rocking the men in black look were it not for the slightly worn light leather jacket hanging around his shoulders. He showed ID, but he hadn't felt like going home to change, so to keep from getting too awefully harrassed by people, he would just flash his fed credentials and his badge to keep the hounds from turning him out*

Alice Grey (Dec 4, 2010 11:34:41 PM)
*she was seated in the v.i.p section in a rather high backed chair, All dressed up holding a obsene sized tea cup*

Alice Grey (Dec 4, 2010 11:36:52 PM)
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Rona Bennett (Dec 4, 2010 11:38:26 PM)
*A small top hat with red lacing affixed across the brim then snaking up and around the crown sits atop Rona's intricately woven hair. Threaded into every braid are colored ribbons of neon pink and green, capped at the ends by bright yellow rubber bands. While the hair do was interesting to say the least, the rest of her make-up and attire outshined the hair. Dark shades of eye shadow aided in further highlighting the thickness of her full lashes that had been coated by layers of shimmering silver mascara. Upon her lips manic panic blood red lipstick, gothic vintage. Her clothing consisted of a red and black horizontal lined corset that pushed up the grace of her breasts, enhancing them to their full potential. Paired with the corset was a lengthy black mermaid skirt of satin that covered the shiny gothic platform heels. And hanging from one shoulder was a small purse for personal items. She arrived to the club, shown a smile to security and was let immediately inside.*

James Laurence (Dec 4, 2010 11:43:30 PM)
Hello Alice *He approached slowly, removing the sunglasses from over his eyes, the odd dark stormy grey with its streaks of pure sky blue studied her before he looked around slowly. Wondering if she would be disappointed he had not worn one of the outfits they had gotten, though that worry about such was tempered by his own weariness with the week. He tucked the sunglasses into an inner jacket pocket, before removing the jacket itself. He kept a badge clipped to his belt as well. Also attached visibly to the back of his belt was a handgun in its holster. He walked towards a chair and hung the jacket casually* How are you?

Cameron Parker (Dec 4, 2010 11:47:48 PM)
*he is no where to be seen but can see and hear everything*

Cameron Parker (Dec 4, 2010 11:47:56 PM)
(woot for tiny posts)

Alice Grey (Dec 4, 2010 11:51:10 PM)
*She looked over at him with those bright green eyes of hers* I am very well.. *her voice had that ultra youthfull innocent sound to it.. Her hands moved from the edges of her tea cup..* Rona Should be arriving soon.. She is eager to meet with you.. It is a shame you did not wear the clothes we shopped for, but I will gather that look of utter fatigue planted on your facial features means that is was not on purpose but out of utter exhuastion that you did not dress according to code. *A small smile gave him the feeling she understood his lack of etiqute or at least made a excuse for it.*