The curly haired woman was not the type that was enthralled with her scars. Truly she was mortified for even having them. Always if she walked along the street she was used to other gawking or taking a second look. Should she approach another in public, be that the clerk at the grocery store or the waitress at the café, she was used to their eyes tracing the slanted permanent lines that crossed her face. The whispered questions always buzzed in her ears and she did everything possible to drown it all out and simply ignore it. There was a reason why she preferred to be in her wolf-skin. The long fur was nicer than just flat out open pale flesh. Even though she despised this damn club with a passion, she was grateful that not everyone could catch a glimpse of the permanent lines that were engraved with her flesh, thanks to the flickering neon lights blazing through the darkness. Only one so close could see and for some unknown reason the client that Lucian wished Raven to meet was enthralled with tracing them along her arm. Blue-grey eyes narrowed as her shoulders were raised back, jaw clenched, as she attempted to keep herself from flinching and retaliating. She did not like being touched and she never appreciated it when her scars were the focus point. Her attention on the male was dashed away as she make an effort to save the girl beside her from a terrible night sleeping beside the toilet. While the other girl decided to flash her a smile she simply nodded and turned her head in the other direction watching the male, for the time being, distracted by bouncing coins into a cup. Over the music she heard the girl take her advice as she ordered her meal, quietly appreciative that for once someone listened to her advice. Slate eyes narrowed as that soft sigh came, wishing to flee from this spot when suddenly she noticed the female that was once beside her had decided to worm her way into his lap. Taking this moment as her chance to bounce the coins in the cup, she heard the compliment over the roars of cheer, turning her head slightly to face her. While the woman winked at her and took the drinks, her hand went to her tumblr and she threw it back, swallowing it down in one gulp before slamming it on the bar and slipping off the barstool. She was free.

She had no idea where the girl went, but she was grateful that she was a distraction. She had been itching to leave his side. They had already swapped the product for the profit and she saw no reason to stay. But since this was a big client of Lucian, she felt that for a moment, she could indulge him momentarily until she discovered a way to slip out. Silently and swiftly she moved through the throng of people, clenching her teeth as she felt numerous bodies grind along hers. Blue-grey eyes focused on the door from the other end, ignoring completely the fingers trailing along her waist, some tugging at her arms or shoulders, holding her breath as she forced her way out. Managing to get herself out she leaned against the door shoving it open and inhaling her first breath of fresh night air. Allowing the heavy door to slam shut behind her, she pulled the hood over her as her hands shoved into the front pocket of her sleeveless hoodie. She was eager to end her night with a quick stroll through the warehouse district, only interested in placing the cash she received from the client into the safe at the Den before crashing in her bed. The girl hoped Tobi wouldn't be around to want to play whatever game he was itching to have- he was not pack and she was well aware that he had a pack to play with. While walking down the steps she heard a burst of laughter behind her. Swinging her upper torso around, blue-grey eyes narrowed warily as the girl from the club approached her. Hearing the inquiry she would shake her head muttering softly.

"A date? No. I don't...I've never...just no."

She was not one that discussed private matters. Not once had she been on a date, let alone, even want to go on such a thing with another. Seeing as how this was Lucian's business, and the girl before her was not privy to that information, she didn't see any need to explain just why she was there. The only thing she did owe the woman was gratitude. Continuing her nightly stroll in the direction of her second home she would speak softly to the woman once more.

"Thanks back there...you didn't have to do that."

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven