Thread: Empire - City of Lust (Black_Out and superheroinevengeance)

The DJ himself must of sensed the sudden shift and his choice in music couldn't of been more fitting for whatever feelings were currently swamping Andi as the dense bass beat began to thud out of the towering vertical speakers. The riotous crowd roared their approval as the two young college men that were initially grinding against Sensational Girl continued to wrestle and scuffle amidst the packed dance floor. Some of the more concerned and decent minded students sought to break that melee up while others were too drunk to even register what was going on. Then there was the flock of students that were ogling over Dani and her sudden loss of inhibition. Camera phones were out in full force, snapping pictures and trying to capture video of the colleges famous student heroine making out passionately with her helplessly overpowered roommate. From the relative safety of the wall Heather had been watching the whole thing unfold. It was all going far, far better then she ever could of expected as she observed the erupting chaos that swirled around the chemically aroused super blonde beauty. She couldn't help but smile as she watched Andi giving in to the urges that the Euphoria spiked cocktail demanded from her. She felt a sadistic sort of self pride well up in her cheeks and the excitement of it all caused her heart to flutter. Then she nearly had gasped when Andi tossed that empty red plastic cup aside and with one hesitant step she forced herself off the wall and into the storm. She absolutely needed that cup, her eyes were focused on it like lasers as she surged into the crowd. Immediately she could feel the heat climb around her as the mass of revved up bodies lifted the temperature to uncomfortably balmy levels. Beads of sweat formed where there were none and her nose twitched at the stink of perspiration, alcohol, and other rank body odor's that assaulted her nostrils. Her head was on a swivel as she ducked and dodged through the turbulent shifting movements of the multitude of students on the dance floor. Fortunately most of the people congregated on the dance floor had turned their full attentions onto Andi and her wanton reckless desire for her Amanda. Heather slipped through the crowd, practically unnoticed, watching like a hawk as the plastic red cup got batted around by shuffling feet. She cringed when it got stepped on, and was left in a trampled, cracked, and useless state. She tried to push forward through the crowd that was growing rowdier by the moment in desperation to lay claim to that mangled plastic cup. Then a wave of students interrupted her advance as she found herself caught in the middle of a mass of young men and women that were swarming over towards where Andi was lip locked with Amanda. An abrupt and incidental elbow caught her in the chin, snapping her head to the side as she suddenly found herself knocked onto her hands and knees. From the tacky beer stained floor, she caught sight of the blonde haired young man that had spurned her just moments ago as he tried to find a way to fit himself back into the equation. Heather didn't have time to enjoy that humiliating scene as she tried to shake the stars from her vision. She wanted to watch, but oh she needed that cup as she tried to scuttle and scurry across the worn wooden dance floor in search of it. Through the tangle of legs she spotted it, broken and crushed, just a few feet in front of her. Just as her hand stabbed out for it and claimed her prize she let out a yelp of pain as a heavy boot inadvertently came down across her wrist. Fuck! She yelled out, but her cry of agony and frustration were swallowed up by the roaring shouts and jubilant laughter all around her. Her wrist was aching like hell and she hoped it wasn't broken as her fingers desperately tried to clasp around the shattered cup. She could see the little glimmer of the pink gloss of Andi's lip stick upon the white rim of the cup as she dragged the cup in towards herself. Her hand clutched it against her belly as she sought to turn and get the hell out of the maelstrom of the savagery unfolding upon the dance floor. She let out a deep sigh of relief as the tangle of people were left behind her while she kept her hand clutching the cup against her belly. Her wrist was screaming in pain, her head was pounding in agony with the music, and she felt somewhat dizzy from it all as she staggered back to her feet. She stumbled out of the room, feeling the pain in her wrist bringing tears to her light brown eyes. The fresh air of the night wafting in from the open doors of the main foyer as she made her way to escape out of the wild party. When she was finally beyond the light of the front porch of the Alpha Kappa Omega house she allowed herself to take a break. Slumping her shoulder up against a tree to support her weary body as she looked down through eyes glassed over with tears at the red cup with the smudge of pink lipstick along the rim. Gotcha. She murmured to her prize.