Not Looking for Rich Little Devas [Open]

[Danielle Maiker]

New York City at night is an incredible sight at night. Lights and nightclubs breed at the center and grow out, fading as they hit the seedier bits of town. That was New York, attractive, but dangerous. It may not be as shiny as Vegas, but New York certainly attracts people.

Danielle, however, was not one of them. She was skirting through the back allies with a certain sense of disgust about her. The city was a lot different when you could smell every little trail of rat urine and old drunken bum. If she hadn’t been hunting some supernatural critters, Danny wouldn’t have been caught dead within a hundred miles of this place. Only a few people bothered her along the way, but one well placed punch in a rather insistent man’s face seemed to scare them all off. Maybe it had something to do with her immediately knocking him out and proceeding to be very pissed.

She’d been chasing these vampires through two states already and picking them off one by one was a pain in the ass. She’d killed two already and there were three left. The moment she’d started chasing them, they’d laid low, taken fewer victims. Thankfully, they hadn’t “multiplied” yet. Of course, that might have changed now that they thought they could be anonymous in this filthy city. God, she hoped not. She was seriously getting tired of this whole cat and mouse thing…or was it dog and cat? Dog and bat?

Eh, whatever it was, no other hunter had yet managed to pick up their trail and she knew that she couldn’t let innocent people die. Murder was commonplace here and it was less likely to draw the attention of another hunter. So even if it was annoying and tiresome and keeping her from other hunts, she had to finish it. With any luck, she’d be able to end it here. Maybe they wouldn’t run while she picked them off? If she was lucky, they’d assume the city could cover them well enough, but then they knew she wasn’t human. It was in her scent just as much as their blood sucking was in theirs. She probably wasn’t going to get lucky. No, not that kind of lucky! You pervert.


Shifting her backpack to one shoulder, Brie reluctantly took in a whiff of air. She felt the hair along her spine rise in anticipation. So they’d gone into a night club, eh? Ugh. Noise and lights and sweat…and alcohol. Alright, so it wasn’t all bad, but she never really drunk that much. Still, she needed to go in there, catch sight of them and follow them out. The club seemed big enough to support her sneaky spy plan, but she had no doubt it would feel pretty cramped (or cozy) in there.

Stashing her pack behind a dumpster, she slid into something more presentable for a club (nice red tank top, tight jeans, the works), and walked around front. She flashed the bouncer a smile and he smiled back. “ID?” Oh come on. Did she really look under twenty-one? Still smiling, she reached into the pocket of her skintight jeans and pulled out a fake ID. It was a pity she didn’t have a real one, but at least her time with her adoptive parents had taught her how to make all kinds of fake ones, everything from FBI to a simple personal license. She had a million of ‘em in her pack behind that dumpster. For tonight, she’d chosen the name Katie Simpson. At least that would provide some amusing conversation with whatever scum tried to buy her a drink.

Sliding up to the bar, she ordered a simple beer. Smiling pleasantly, she thanked the bartender and turned to examine the room. It wasn’t much of a hunter hangout. There was no pool table, just a dance floor and a bar and few tables and booths for couples to smooch (and probably more) at. The place didn’t serve food beyond peanuts and it looked like there were as many people high as there were drunk; some were even both. It was the perfect place for a savy vampire to find prey, especially since their scent was disguised in all the human sweat. She could still feel them though and she wondered if they could sense her too.

God it was hot in there. Hot and sexy. Seriously though, it was killer in here as far as the heat went. Couple that with music so loud it could give a worm a headache and all the sexy grinding going on, and you had one den of iniquity.

[Castiel]

"Go out and get laid" Dean had told Castiel.....or was it "paid"? Cass couldn't remember and as far as going to places where they offer sex up front he had tried that and failed. So Dean suggested somewhere where the girls would be all over him but not go for sex right away. Plus at a nightclub like Dean suggested, only money for her alcohol consumption which was apparently rather important was needed. So Cass walked up to the guard for the door and said "I require entrance into your establishment". The guy simply rolled his eyes and let Cass pass.

Once inside he knew he wasn't alone....supernatural being wise. But like Dean said "Go for the gold. This is pleasure not business". So Cass ignored the vampires in the corner and went to the bar. At the bar there was a cute girl who was not human. Feeling as though they may have some common ground Cass approached her. What did Dean say to say? Cass could not recall exactly but blurted out to the young supe "Hey, baby want a ride on my angel wings" in his monotone voice.

[Danielle Maiker]

Danny was busy sipping her beer when she started to sense something much bigger than the vampires. It was such a huge presence that it drowned them out nearly instantly. But it didn’t feel dark like theirs, just heavy and dangerous. Whatever this was, it was strong. Great. Just great. She couldn’t help it, she had to turn and look. It was almost like she was compelled to look.

What met her were the blue eyes of a gruffy-faced man in a long, tan trench coat. She could practically see the white light coming off of him. Almost instantly, she started choking on her beer. But it wasn’t some magical attack that tried to kill her; it was laughter. Cupping a hand over her mouth and quickly setting the beer down, she started laughing hysterically. Alright, so he was dangerous, but he wasn’t evil and that was the worst pick up line (in substance and delivery) that she’d ever heard. Somehow she found that seriously amusing.

“Sorry,” she choked. “Gimme a minute.” She coughed a little and then gave another amused giggle before meeting his eyes. She wasn’t sure, but she might have seen confusion and a hint of hurt in there. Well at least it was something different than the typical vampire she’d been seeing lately.

[Castiel]

Castiel was greatly confused as to why this lycan was laughing. Dean had assured him the line was "foolproof". But for some reason she had found it funny. Maybe that was the appropriate response. He decided to ask. "I have done something funny?" The grave confusion and perplexedness was worn all over Cass' face. The angel however became aware that she knew he too was not of the normal world. Maybe that's why she laughed.

Disregarding the rest of Dean's advice, Cass stuck a hand out and introduced himself. "Hello My name is Castiel. What is your name beautiful Lycan?" Cass hoped that this straightforward approach would serve him better than Dean's one liners.

[Danielle Maiker]

“I have done something funny?”

“Uh?” She regarded him with a crooked smile and a raised eyebrow, unsure of how to respond to the question. Of course, the look on his face made it even more amusing. “No…yeah..uh, don’t worry about it.” She licked her lips, glancing over at the still busy vampires before returning her attention to her current conversation partner. There was something…out of place about him, but innocent at the same time. She wasn’t quite sure how to place this guy. He felt dangerous, but somehow naïve at the same time. He was old, she could feel that much.

When he introduced himself, she was a little out of place herself. For one, his supposed name had a familiar ring to it and she found herself trying to place the sound. His scent was new too, but more importantly, had he really just called her lycan? “I, um. I’m not one of those,” she answered, not correcting him, just negating it. A brief glance around showed no one was paying attention or at least weren’t reacting if they had heard. The vamps were still there too.

She took the hand tentatively, smiling a little awkwardly. The monotone way he was trying to flirt was not only highly amusing, but proving very interesting. What was he exactly? It was something about his presence that made her shy. Normally she’d have about ten miles of upper hand on this guy, but tonight…nope.

[Castiel]

After shaking her hand he got a much clearer picture of her. She was a hunter but not a Lycan? She must be a therianthrope. But as she did not correct Castiel it may be a sore subject for her. Maybe she was ashamed, though she didn't seem to be. "You still have not told me your name. Do I frighten you? Can you sense what I am?" Castiel was not too familiar with therianthropes and did not know the extent of their sensing abilities. He supposed it had to do with which animal they were bound with.

"You know there are vampires here huntress, don't you? It is why you are in the den of inequity." Cass had decided that he was drawn to this particular club because of the supernatural beings in it and the work that was to be done. He would get paid on another night.

[Danielle Maiker]

“Katie,” she answered pretty immediately. “And nah. Fyi, people don’t normally talk about that stuff in public.” She was referring to the whole not being human thing. He was rather brave, or insane, talking about it here. True, this was New York, so no one was really paying attention, but one could never be too careful. Again with that feeling of naivety coming from him... How could something so strong possibly not know the rules of interacting with humanity? Maybe he was strong enough not to care? She didn’t doubt the strength, but somehow she was pretty sure he also cared if he freaked anyone out. True, New York wasn’t the place to be too worried about that.

When he mentioned the vampires, she instinctively looked over at them. They were looking up. She sighed, half rolling her eyes as she looked away. They’d probably heard that. “Don’t know what you’re talking about,” she answered a little annoyed. “I’m just trying to have a beer.” She offered a disguising smile at the end of that one. He was amusing at least, even if he had kind of blown her cover. The scent of vampire was drawing closer and she had a feeling she was about to get an earful from pissed of blood sucking bat. But it was unlikely he’d start a fight here, too many human males who’d object to him hitting a girl and …well, her new drinking buddy. Come to think of it, he wasn’t drinking was he?

She turned, tipped her beer to the one who was storming over, offering a fake, bright smile.

[Castiel]

Castiel watched as the vampire sauntered over to where Katie and he were. Cass was sure she could defend herself but could not risk an all out fight in this crowd. The man walking towards Cass was tall wearing a leather jacket and had deep set in eyes. He even gave Castiel the creeps.

"We got a fucking problem?" The vampire so crudely asked.

"No problem. Return to your vampire friends."

"FUCKING HUNTER!!" The vampire exclaimed as he threw a punch at Cass, who simply grabbed his fist midair and proceeded to shatter it. "Do not swear in front of a lady." Castiel said in a calm voice. With the vampire on his knees, Cass placed his two finger upon his forehead, rendering him unconscious. "We should go." Cass placed his arm around Katie as they teleported to the alley where she had stashed her things.

[Danielle Maiker]

Danny had expected a fight, maybe even some help from a guy or two around her, trying to be all chivalrous and such. Men tended to try and impress a lady and “buy” her by saving her life or through buying her beer. Personally, Danielle felt it was kind of not flattering at all. Still, she’d been relying on that to save her. But that plan changed when this Castiel guy stepped in, made probably the stupidest move ever, and completely owned that vampire.

Unfortunately, everyone in a club will turn to watch a fight. The moment the vampire went to his knees, about twenty or thirty heads turned their way. Danny was quite aware of that when Cas somehow…put the vampire out with just a touch of his fingers. Well that was new. What the hell? And at least five more people were staring at them now, some with seriously confused looks on their faces. The other vampires were already getting up.

Before she could react and diffuse the situation, the other guy wrapped his arm around her and they were in the alley again. Danny jumped away, looking at him with confusion and surprise that quickly turned to anger. “Are you insane?!” Her arms were talking as loud as she was. “Please tell me that all those people did not just see that …What the hell are you anyway?” Honestly, if she hadn’t been a little freaked out, she would have been a bit more curious in a friendly way instead of a, “What the hell?” way.