and the stars in their orbits shone pale through the lightof the brighter, colder moon

The fact that he had taken her playful suggestion to heart caused an internal dilemma; she could either correct him and tell him she was just playing or use it to her advantage and see what happens. The second one won as the temptation was too great to pass up a possible chance at molding the perceived wild child to something more manageable. "Yes, he'll stay if you are happy and stop being so angry all the time." Her voice trailed off as they came upon the club building, the beat from inside drifting out through the door guarded by the bouncer that filtered in the line along the sidewalk. Nadya braced her hands up on the middle of Tobias' back as he back peddled towards her, still fighting with the shoes that his feet were trying to dispel. "You don't have to like it; you just have to do it. Don't say anything, just walk." She slipped her arm through his, sidling up beside him, making them appear as any other couple that belonged there. She led him to the bouncer, skipping the line entirely, a sultry smile gracing her features as her fingers curled a stray piece of hair behind her ear...lingering near her cleavage as her hand trailed down the length of her hair. "Oh dear, I've forgotten my ID...I thought I put it here somewhere." Her fingers skimmed her side to her hip as if looking for a pocket that her outfit did not have. She probably didn't even have to talk, her show up skin from cleavage to legs was enough for the bouncer to shift nervously, gruffing out a go ahead as he stepped aside from the door, waving the pair into the building.

Nadya held firmly to Tobias' arm, using it to guide him where she wanted him to go and prevent him from appearing too out of place with his distaste for the shoes. Once inside though her grip loosened, falling away completely as her senses were taken over by the bass in her chest, the lights flashing overhead, and the smells that permeated the room. Her sense of smell wasn't as fine-tuned as Tobias, what he said was Death she couldn't pick out, all she could smell was a scent that marked non-humans, an earthy sickly sweet smell, and the unmistakable scent of alcohol and lust. It was rather intoxicating being inside, like stepping into a different world where strangers threw caution to the wind to see where the night would take them. She tried to stay focused, her chocolate eyes scanning the undulating crowd as they passed through for any sign of Tetra, at this point relying on Tobias to find him in the mess of bodies. As they were passing the dance floor a young man had noticed them, taking a liking to Nadya apparently, his hand grazing her arm, leading her just as deftly away from Tobias onto the dance floor a few paces away. The fight to ignore the music was futile, and since Nadya knew Tobias wasn't about to dance with her she was more than willing to dance with the dark haired handsome man who had stolen her away.

My body rocks a rhythm
You beat my drum hard
I might just kick it, kick it
You wanna lick it, lick it

I love to stick it, stick it
From London to L.A.
Yeah, that's the ticket, ticket
Come on and kiss it, kiss it

I like that

I like the Gucci, Gucci
I love the dollar bill
I love your pocket rocket
We live to shock it, shock it

I like the way you smile
I might just bite your lip
I see you talkin', talkin'
Your hands are talkin', talkin'

By the grace gifted to her by her feline counterpart she was just as able to dance in her black pumps as any other shoes, moving closer to the boy as she rested one arm on his shoulder, the other bunching in her hair. The man's eyes roved over her form as their bodies moved in tandem, his hands held at her waist. Her had a scent to him that hinted at something beyond human but indiscernible from the rest of the scents around them. In that moment the only thing that mattered to Nadya was having fun, Tetra had made them wait night after night and now that they were in the building Tobias was assured he inhabited, her brother could wait a while longer so she could dance. The implications of such things like perhaps the man's intentions beyond the dance, didn't cross her mind just yet, hypnotized by the music and intoxicated by all the scents. She had been separated from Tobias now, pulled into the crowd of the dance floor, the distance between them of no concern to her for she figured he would be far too concerned to find Tetra than bother with her now. He had always had a one-track mind when it came to her brother anyhow, there was no reason for her to think that it would be any differently now that they were in the building.


I like your dirty mind
Mine's on it all the time
Oh, let me shake it, shake it
I'll Polaroid it, shake it

I'm lockin', not hip hopping
You lace me up right
You's gettin' tricky, tricky
You're gettin' sticky, sticky

I like that

I love the money, money
I'm drippin', drippin' gold
I like to disco, baby
You wanna kiss now, baby?

My body rocks a rhythm
You beat my drum hard
My body rocks the rhythm
Rocks the rhythm, rocks the rhythm

I like that

nadya tetradore