Post by jassalyn dawn moriarty on Feb 21, 2012 20:29:52 GMT -6
don't know what you need ,
Leaning against the rail of the overhang on the upper floor of Seduction, Jassalyn watched silently as patrons of the night mingled on the floors below. It was a typical night at Seduction, vampires and their donors mingled across the floors having drinks and indulging in other types of social interaction. Sure it was odd that there was a porch inside a building, but it gave Jassalyn the ability to watch over the entire room without having to deal with talking to people if she didn’t want to; and today was sort of one of those days. She had moved her way through the underground that night to arrive to her establishment, trying to avoid anyone if she could. Jassalyn never liked people, except for a select few in general, but today she felt like if someone said something wrong, that she might just punch them in the face straight out the bat. And Hell knows that she didn’t need any drama in her life over a busted lip or a black eye.
Pulling her fedora more over her eyes, Jassalyn listened to the on and off chatter from the security team as they roamed the room and watched the door. Normally, she didn’t were the same device her security teams used, but it gave her something else to do besides financial paperwork and whatever else needed her attention at the moment. Jassalyn was a workaholic to put it bluntly; though she would never admit it…she’d call them hobbies. Her business, kept her occupied through the days so she just didn’t sit around idly. Drumming let her release her anger and any other emotions that didn’t cause her to come into contact with human authorities or anyone else she would rather not get involved with. And her new thing, tattooing was just something to do. She had an interest for them for a while, having five of her own, it was only a matter of time before she got into it.
Her silent watch over the club was interrupted by a scuffle at the door, she could hear her team talk to each other about what was going on as a few moved to the situation but the screaming she could hear all the way from her perch. Deciding to join in on the fun, Jassalyn jumped up on the railing and then let herself fall to the floor below. When she landed, she got some looks from some patrons, the donors-to-be looked at her wide-eyed, but the regular patrons just gave a soft nod knowing that was her usual entrance to make a statement. Striding over, Jassalyn slinked her way through the bodies until she came face to face with the person causing the disruption. Before she spoke though, she acted like an onlooker as the security team relayed the information to her. ’Another wanna-be…lovely.’ Jassalyn grumbled in her head before she made her way forward. Without a word she shoved the male back by the shoulder so he stumbled to the ground, half out of the door.
”Now, listen here. I like confrontation usually, but tonight I really do not have the patience to deal with some snot-nosed wanna-be trying to get into something he thinks he can handle but will cry like a baby after he already made the commitment,”
Pulling her fedora more over her eyes, Jassalyn listened to the on and off chatter from the security team as they roamed the room and watched the door. Normally, she didn’t were the same device her security teams used, but it gave her something else to do besides financial paperwork and whatever else needed her attention at the moment. Jassalyn was a workaholic to put it bluntly; though she would never admit it…she’d call them hobbies. Her business, kept her occupied through the days so she just didn’t sit around idly. Drumming let her release her anger and any other emotions that didn’t cause her to come into contact with human authorities or anyone else she would rather not get involved with. And her new thing, tattooing was just something to do. She had an interest for them for a while, having five of her own, it was only a matter of time before she got into it.
Her silent watch over the club was interrupted by a scuffle at the door, she could hear her team talk to each other about what was going on as a few moved to the situation but the screaming she could hear all the way from her perch. Deciding to join in on the fun, Jassalyn jumped up on the railing and then let herself fall to the floor below. When she landed, she got some looks from some patrons, the donors-to-be looked at her wide-eyed, but the regular patrons just gave a soft nod knowing that was her usual entrance to make a statement. Striding over, Jassalyn slinked her way through the bodies until she came face to face with the person causing the disruption. Before she spoke though, she acted like an onlooker as the security team relayed the information to her. ’Another wanna-be…lovely.’ Jassalyn grumbled in her head before she made her way forward. Without a word she shoved the male back by the shoulder so he stumbled to the ground, half out of the door.
”Now, listen here. I like confrontation usually, but tonight I really do not have the patience to deal with some snot-nosed wanna-be trying to get into something he thinks he can handle but will cry like a baby after he already made the commitment,”
Her office wasn’t outlandish, it was in the same style as Seduction though it was very large having to hold her desk with a few files of paperwork on the top and her computer, a small area to sit with a TV and gaming system if she got really bored and of course, the corner with her tattoo gear. She could have had a special room for it, or just opened a shop but not being able to go in the sun cut the time she could be there, so she just set herself up in her office. Back on her perch, Jassalyn watched over Seduction once again sipping her drink ever so often. Watching for anything else to take up time, Jassalyn looked over everything silently, letting her sense become overtaken by the sights, sounds, and smells of the expansive room below.
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