Walk without limbs, walk through my soul. The music was overpowering, beating against her body like a raging storm against a rock. Lights glazed around the raven beauty, drowning her in the heat and compulsion of the beat. Every fiber of her body was on fire, dancing against so many people at one time isn't the smartest move, but the most effective. Their hands were nonexistant against her flesh. Gisele felt nothing except the extreme pleasure that caused her pulse to race and her body to tingle with delight. She was made for this, dancing. It was strange that she had never taken up dance before now. There were certain things that one had to be aware of and that was people who got too greedy. A man behind her started to trace his fingers across her body, pulling the other hands away from her. He didn't want to share and Gisele didn't want to deal with it. Stopping in the middle of the dance she screamed, "I need aqua."

It was an easy excuse and it worked nicely. All she would have to do was go to a different level. The first floor was always crowded, but the second was full of a bunch of horny men who had trouble getting it up for their wives. She knew, because she danced daily for them. Passing the bar she grabbed a bacardi on the rocks, running up the stairs. It wasn't like Blood Dolls, but it was still nice. If she ever thought about moving, this would be the place to come. "Pardon," she said in a heavily influnced French accent. The room was stuffy, the heat was unnecessary but it worked. She flopped against a couch, brushing her sweaty hair out of her face. Dancing was fun, but this felt just as good. Laying down was wonderful. "Hmm," she sighed softly against the pillow. Life was good right now, even though she didn't have a real home as of the moment, life was still very very good. After all how many people can say they got to party daily and get paid for it.

It might not have been the future that she wanted for herself, but for now it was sufficent and it paid the bills. She had met great friends and even have some regular clients. Part of her wondered what it would be to turn trick, but she was advised against it. For the most part she listened to others, not really finding the thought of selling her body for money. It was enough that people had to pay to see her naked. Ah well, you pay a price for beauty, non?

Rose was sitting on the couch, she was watching the surrounding crowd, each one their pluse seemed to beat along with the rhythm of the music, the soft veins moving as blood circulated along the line of their bodies. She shook that idea away trying to push it out of her mind, but as each thought only comming back to the dark red copper pennys that would fall across her mouth if she broke the cycle of the beats, she could never remember life as a human and in a way was glad, she wondered occasionally how it must be to be so fragile as a simple string that could snap at any moment given. To be the prey of all and the hunter of none; a slight shiver ran across the line of Rose’s body, shaking off a slight tension in her shoulders.

Rose felt a strong heat glowing around her as bodies bashed and turned moving, gliding to the music, she flicked her hair out of her face seeing her refelction barly on a dark mirror wall ; her pale skin dancing in the many coloured lights that flashed around her.
Everyone dancing in the surroinding circle only a few feet away were hot, sweat dripping off thier shiny faces ; yet she watched as anyone that came to close to her were cursed with a shiver that would run across their spine, humorous how humans could sense the cold deadness of a vampire yet never look twice to understand.

Rose watched as a young woman plonked herself next to Rose, she looked tired, hot, sweaty yet never the less happy, rose felt no energy coming off of the woman and new for sure she was human. She smiled slightly as she went back to observing the room, picking out a lycan now and then. Untill faintly she noticed the woman watching herself, Rose shock her shoulders iritated slightly at the heavy gaze of the woman, she wondered if this woman was now asking herself why the dreadful feeling of alone and coldness was sweaping over her, no doubt because she sat next to a dead corpse.

The heavy gaze remained on Rose, in the end she mentally sighed and turned around facing the woman, clearing her voice slightly and speaking over the music « Hello, nice night hey ? »

Gisele didn't know that she sat next to the undead, but that was probably because she was on a high. A high from life. No drugs, none were needed for her to be happy. Instead, she pushed herself forward and sipped her drink. It went to her head, calming her. It was so wondeful to watch the girls dance above her. A small smile curled around her lips as she heard the words over the music. It wasn't the loud, the second floor was more refined that the first. Cocking her head, she peered over at the woman with the samel smile against her lips. "Well, I suppose one could find it exciting if they enjoyed watching women taking off clothes before them."

The feeling of frozen horror flooded over her mind as she realized what she was speaking to. The undead, it was unmistakable. Beauty was the least she could say to descrive the figure before her eyes. No, this vampire was gorgeous. A moment and she was captivated, only being by the powers that the vampire held. This was the natural effect that the undead had. Fear clouded her mind as she moved backwards. No mind tricks yet, but she had to be careful not to look 'it' in the eyes. Bring a shaky hand to her lips, Gisele took out a piece of ice and sucked on it gently.

Rose looked at the young women smile and reply to her, calmly, yet it was only a second for a trace of fear and horror to cross over the delicate features of the woman, she watched as her body tensed slowly all her muscles screaming to move away from the shivering cold that enveloped Rose.
She watched as the vein in the young woman’s neck started to beat faster, losing rhythm with the music, adrenaline pumping as the woman calmed herself and made her posture look normal.

Rose mentally sighed, She wasn’t a strong vampire, but she came from a strong line, direct from the Queen of Nightmares, one of the council members, Rose was sure if she found out how she could turn the human into a trance and control their thoughts and dreams, but this of course never interested herself. Instead she fell with the power and just never thought twice. This is why she was not a master vampire, she had never put her mind towards it, but was sure that if she did it was only a matter of time; after all she wasn’t a young vampire.

Rose smiled slightly, she had gotten over the age that women and men both seemed equal to her eyes, “ Ah yes one could say such is exciting yet I would rather describe it as fascinating”