Post by Deleted on May 27, 2013 14:34:46 GMT -5
Braxton had slowly become very accustomed to this time period, however at times things were a little more, rough you could say, on him. His memory as well as his mentality were constantly tested, however that was never the true test, no it was the law enforcement in this god forsaken time period that caused him the most trouble. His meals had become less frequent as of late for if to many people went missing well then what would he do when the police started knocking at his door?
Gritting his teeth as he shoved his hands into his pockets Brax felt a shiver run up and down his spine as if someone were watching him. He'd been pretty good with hiding his habits along with what remained of his 'meals' when he so chose to take them, yet it had become common knowledge of the PIDA loving to keep their eye on the accumulating population of untamed supernatural creatures, which put him near the top he had a feeling, however whether that was the true case or not was yet to be determined.
Finally after several minutes of walking in the cool nights air Brax felt his ears perk at the sound of intriguing music hitting them. Looking around his eyes landed on the Vixen's Keep a club that he'd heard much of, however had never taken the time to enter. With all that was going through his head along with that feeling of being followed however caused him to hurry his form across the street and slip into the club's doors. As soon as he was inside the thudding vibration of techno and dance style music hit him causing him to almost fall backwards into the doors he'd just entered, "Mother fucking hell..." he grunted not used to such bass hitting music.
It had become common knowledge of the loudness of a drum or a guitar, but this, well this was far beyond what the immortal had even attempted to get used to in this time period. Allowing his eyes to finally get adjusted to the lighting Braxton headed towards the bar near the back that he could barely make out quickly ordering a drink to hopefully calm his nerves, whether he would be allowed to relax this seemingly gentle evening would be another story entirely.
Gritting his teeth as he shoved his hands into his pockets Brax felt a shiver run up and down his spine as if someone were watching him. He'd been pretty good with hiding his habits along with what remained of his 'meals' when he so chose to take them, yet it had become common knowledge of the PIDA loving to keep their eye on the accumulating population of untamed supernatural creatures, which put him near the top he had a feeling, however whether that was the true case or not was yet to be determined.
Finally after several minutes of walking in the cool nights air Brax felt his ears perk at the sound of intriguing music hitting them. Looking around his eyes landed on the Vixen's Keep a club that he'd heard much of, however had never taken the time to enter. With all that was going through his head along with that feeling of being followed however caused him to hurry his form across the street and slip into the club's doors. As soon as he was inside the thudding vibration of techno and dance style music hit him causing him to almost fall backwards into the doors he'd just entered, "Mother fucking hell..." he grunted not used to such bass hitting music.
It had become common knowledge of the loudness of a drum or a guitar, but this, well this was far beyond what the immortal had even attempted to get used to in this time period. Allowing his eyes to finally get adjusted to the lighting Braxton headed towards the bar near the back that he could barely make out quickly ordering a drink to hopefully calm his nerves, whether he would be allowed to relax this seemingly gentle evening would be another story entirely.
