Costa del Sol/Edge - 7:08pm (Phone Conversation)
Who: Charity, Humility
Status: Closed
When: 7:08 pm
Where: Costa del Sol Nightclub
What: While celebrating the twenty first birthday of one of her friends, Charity receives a phone call from Humility.
The dance music was blaring loudly out of the speakers as the throng of people hung around the dance floor. A barrage of young men and women lost themselves in their movements as they danced, drunk and smoked in a variety of lewd and almost degrading acts. Skin slid against skin, while tongues teased and battled. All the while centred right in the middle of the horde were two people while the rest were either attempting to dance with them or simply nearby when the former was impossible. Bodies slid up and down against each other as their barely clothed forms seemed to be almost joined together.
“Oi! Charity!” A voice called out over the top of the loud music while a hand thrust its way through the crowd with a drink. “Here’s your screwdriver babe.”
A delicate hand made its way through the parting crowd as a young and attractive woman was revealed. “Thanks Saiyo.” Blue eyes sparkled beneath a frame of hair mirroring the same colour as Charity took hold of the drink. The glass was blissfully cool to the touch, and she flashed Saiyo a positively charming smile as his arm slipped around her waist shortly before his touch drifted down to tease along her thigh.
Swaying her body in time with the beat, Saiyo’s figure followed her guidance as she tasted the alcohol on her senses. “Mmm just the way I like it.” She said with a playful smile while pressing her body up against his.
“Either you’ve forgotten to turn off one of your toys, or someone’s calling you babe.” Saiyo murmured against her ear as his hand slid beneath the short skirt she wore and brushed against the phone strapped to her thigh.
Slipping her hand down to her phone, Charity made certain to teasingly caress the back of her partners hand before taking the cell out of its holster. A small pout appeared on her lips as she caught sight of just who was ringing. “Damn, I’ve got to take this.” She said with a sigh. Slipping from Saiyo’s hold, she began making her way out from within the crowd as she answered.
“Humility?” She called out over the top of the blazing music, “I can’t hear a damn thing. Hold on a sec!” Charity yelled without bothering to hear the others greeting. Her step had an extra bounce in it as she finally exited the crowd, and with a pleading grin at one of the bouncers. Gesturing to her phone, she grinned when his eyes rolled at her antics, but otherwise made signal for her to follow.
The sound of her high heels clicking against the floorboards was entirely drowned out by the music as she half-jogged over towards the stairs leading up to the managerial area. “You’re a lifesaver.” Charity said with a thankful kiss to his cheek before making her way up the stairs.
The music began to bleed away into a softer hum as she entered into the upstairs office - the intrusion a common occurrence within the club by now. Bringing up the phone to her hear, there was a faux sympathetic tone in her voice as she spoke. “Yo, I’m sorry about that Hume. What’s going on?”
Status: Closed
When: 7:08 pm
Where: Costa del Sol Nightclub
What: While celebrating the twenty first birthday of one of her friends, Charity receives a phone call from Humility.
The dance music was blaring loudly out of the speakers as the throng of people hung around the dance floor. A barrage of young men and women lost themselves in their movements as they danced, drunk and smoked in a variety of lewd and almost degrading acts. Skin slid against skin, while tongues teased and battled. All the while centred right in the middle of the horde were two people while the rest were either attempting to dance with them or simply nearby when the former was impossible. Bodies slid up and down against each other as their barely clothed forms seemed to be almost joined together.
“Oi! Charity!” A voice called out over the top of the loud music while a hand thrust its way through the crowd with a drink. “Here’s your screwdriver babe.”
A delicate hand made its way through the parting crowd as a young and attractive woman was revealed. “Thanks Saiyo.” Blue eyes sparkled beneath a frame of hair mirroring the same colour as Charity took hold of the drink. The glass was blissfully cool to the touch, and she flashed Saiyo a positively charming smile as his arm slipped around her waist shortly before his touch drifted down to tease along her thigh.
Swaying her body in time with the beat, Saiyo’s figure followed her guidance as she tasted the alcohol on her senses. “Mmm just the way I like it.” She said with a playful smile while pressing her body up against his.
“Either you’ve forgotten to turn off one of your toys, or someone’s calling you babe.” Saiyo murmured against her ear as his hand slid beneath the short skirt she wore and brushed against the phone strapped to her thigh.
Slipping her hand down to her phone, Charity made certain to teasingly caress the back of her partners hand before taking the cell out of its holster. A small pout appeared on her lips as she caught sight of just who was ringing. “Damn, I’ve got to take this.” She said with a sigh. Slipping from Saiyo’s hold, she began making her way out from within the crowd as she answered.
“Humility?” She called out over the top of the blazing music, “I can’t hear a damn thing. Hold on a sec!” Charity yelled without bothering to hear the others greeting. Her step had an extra bounce in it as she finally exited the crowd, and with a pleading grin at one of the bouncers. Gesturing to her phone, she grinned when his eyes rolled at her antics, but otherwise made signal for her to follow.
The sound of her high heels clicking against the floorboards was entirely drowned out by the music as she half-jogged over towards the stairs leading up to the managerial area. “You’re a lifesaver.” Charity said with a thankful kiss to his cheek before making her way up the stairs.
The music began to bleed away into a softer hum as she entered into the upstairs office - the intrusion a common occurrence within the club by now. Bringing up the phone to her hear, there was a faux sympathetic tone in her voice as she spoke. “Yo, I’m sorry about that Hume. What’s going on?”