Thread: Divine Darkness- Nightclub

Name Heath Winters Location Outside Devine Darkness ending up inside Attire Same as picture, Leather Trench Coat Weapons Sawed off Shotgun, Silver Plated Combat Knife engraved Daddy's DateTime August 7th, 2025, Around 800pm Tagging Metallica, gestures to Heather Name James Hetfield and Lars Ulric Location Outside Devine Darkness ending up inside Attire Same as picture Weapons Boot Knives DateTime August 7th, 2025, Around 800pm Tagging Heath, gestures to Heather Sitting on top of the roof of the building across the street from the club, Heath had followed his sisters scent to find her. Knowing he was alone, Heath didn't hesitate to speak his thoughts out loud, then again, that was something he ever worried about. So this is the Big Apple. The city that doesn't sleep. We'll see about that. I've been in this dump for a week now, and I like jail better. Looking to the left Heath let out a chuckle. Wall Street is that way. Little Italy is that way. Crinkling his nose he took a moment to stop and sniff the air. And China town is a couple blocks behind me. Moving to perch on the edge of the roof Heath shook his head and sighed. What the hell does my sister have me involved in? Some type of civil union between vampires and werewolves. Do they expect me to hold some vampires hand and help him across the street just because he is wearing a fluffy shirt? Oh I look forward to that day. Heath let out a low chuckle. I'll look at him and say 'Madam, good luck crossing the street. But what you should be doing is looking for your dentist cause there is something wrong with your teeth. Shaking his head Heath let out a laugh before continuing. Heather says Darius is legit. We'll see how long this lasts. My sister is well known for her keen choices in things to do. She's such a stupid bitch. Heath then let out a laugh he continued to survey the area. Looking up and down the street before looking at his watch Heath took a deep breath in. Maybe Heather is right. I can't live a nomad style life forever. Maybe it's time I find me a bitch and make me a couple puppies, and if I have a girl I won't be like my father. I'll keep the little bitch off the pole. But New York is the city of dreams. Millions of people have traveled across the ocean. Shuddering at the word 'ocean' Heath gave a slight cringe. To this armpit of America, to fulfill their dreams. I guess it's time for me to start educating the young pups out there about the true ways of our people. Our past, our history. It's time to make my pack the most dominant pack in this city. Lucky for me, I brought a few new friends and a couple old ones. Not long after, Heath spotted a familiar car coming down the street and stopping in front of the club. Getting up, Heath made his way down the fire escape, opting to jump down the last two floors and landing with his feet thumping to the cement below. Walking over to the car, a grin crossed Heath's face. Smirking Heath tapped on the window and spoke loud enough for the passengers in the car to hear. Come on ladies, Daddy is thirsty. With that James and Lars got out of the car and smiled at Heath. Why you in such a rush Heath? The party doesn't start till we get here. At that, Heath looked at Lars and glared at him. Shut up little man, I'm thirsty. Daddy has his knife today. Hearing the mock threat Lars just nodded. Heath's knife was almost as infamous as he was. Let's go drink! James patted Heath on the back as they walked towards the door. Making their way to the door, Heath smiled as the doormen noticed Lars and James and completely missed him, allowing him to slip by security without any hassle. As he got inside Heath looked around the bar and noticed Heather. A low toned growl filled the room for a moment as Heath made his presence known. Once his friends had made their way over to the bar, Heath eyed the hunters for a moment, then gave a smirk as his two famous friends started talking to the bar tenders making their presence known. Almost as if it was routine, Heath walked over to the edge of the bar and reached over the counter grabbing a bottle without being seen, due to the commotion surrounding Lars and James. After finding himself a couch and sitting down with his friends Heath looked at James and smiled. Tell Daddy a story about the old days James. Smiling James chuckled. You mean the days where musicians actually played their music? Heath mocked a frown and looked at James with a 'annoyed' look to his face. Yes James, stories like that! Letting out a laugh James shook his head and took a drink. I'm not drunk enough to remember those stories yet. Looking up Lars smiled. Well then, let's get drunk enough to tell those stories. With that, the three broke into their bottles and started to drink till they remembered, while chatting amungst themselves.