Post by Ryder Cohen on Oct 1, 2007 0:34:45 GMT -5
[It was another night of regret, yet at the same time the thrill of her job was what kept her coming back. Ryder had always taken pleasure in doing things she wasn't suppose to, especially when it came to what her father wanted. For one she sang, not that it was something to be looked down on, but what she sang, would cause her father to want to hurl. No father wanted to picture what she sang about, but then again it was the life of an active, well liked young Darkyn. So like every night Ryder found herself under the neo lights, with a pole being her only companion. If her father ever found out about this he'd be furious, but then agian Ryder was simply living the life she wanted, not the one her father had planned for her, and that wasn't a crime. She smirked as she walked out in the skimpy, yet still tasteful outfit that she looked rather amazing in. The top was a lacey corset, that showed off her chest, and slender stomach all to well. Her bottoms consisted of a mini skirt, and her long slender legs were decorated with knee high boots. ]
[When the music started, she began to dance, and the way her body moved was hypnotizing. Ryder allowed her arms to go over her head as she wrapped them around the pole, and let her body slide down it till she was on the floor, before seductively making her way back up the pole. Her eyes ever so often looked at the people who were around as she attempted to search out a potential meal. That was one perk to her job, her targets had already be lured if they dare to follow her, well.... they wouldn't be coming back. She continued to dance, her long feathered bangs ever so often sliding into her face, her light pools still watching the crowd. Her body moved in the most flirtatious and seductive ways. Yet once the song was over, she quietly exited the stage...another night had come to a close, and she was a couple hundred dollars richer. For once she wouldn't have to ask daddy dearest for money.]
[Ryder headed to her room, quickly changing out of her clothes and into a pair of jeans, a black top, and a pair of slender combat boots. She pulled her hair back into a pony tail, before grabbing her jacket and heading towards the back door. She slowly exited the club, and began to walk down the dark alley that lead back into town, and towards home. As she walked, she wrapped her arms around her, rubbing her rather cold arms. She couldn't help but get the feeling she was being followed, and in all honesty she hated the feeling. She forced her fangs to fall down, and into view as she walked. Ryder was more than capable of defending herself, as long as it wasn't the Brethren. At the sound of footsteps Ryder turned. "Whose there?" Ryder commanded, before a low growl escaped her vocals, she really wasn't in the mood to mess with some horny human. Though a potential meal wasnt something to be turned down in this day and age.]
[When the music started, she began to dance, and the way her body moved was hypnotizing. Ryder allowed her arms to go over her head as she wrapped them around the pole, and let her body slide down it till she was on the floor, before seductively making her way back up the pole. Her eyes ever so often looked at the people who were around as she attempted to search out a potential meal. That was one perk to her job, her targets had already be lured if they dare to follow her, well.... they wouldn't be coming back. She continued to dance, her long feathered bangs ever so often sliding into her face, her light pools still watching the crowd. Her body moved in the most flirtatious and seductive ways. Yet once the song was over, she quietly exited the stage...another night had come to a close, and she was a couple hundred dollars richer. For once she wouldn't have to ask daddy dearest for money.]
[Ryder headed to her room, quickly changing out of her clothes and into a pair of jeans, a black top, and a pair of slender combat boots. She pulled her hair back into a pony tail, before grabbing her jacket and heading towards the back door. She slowly exited the club, and began to walk down the dark alley that lead back into town, and towards home. As she walked, she wrapped her arms around her, rubbing her rather cold arms. She couldn't help but get the feeling she was being followed, and in all honesty she hated the feeling. She forced her fangs to fall down, and into view as she walked. Ryder was more than capable of defending herself, as long as it wasn't the Brethren. At the sound of footsteps Ryder turned. "Whose there?" Ryder commanded, before a low growl escaped her vocals, she really wasn't in the mood to mess with some horny human. Though a potential meal wasnt something to be turned down in this day and age.]
