MOST WICKED {GRAND OPENING for ALL}

[Lt. Derek DeVoux]

Nodding his head to what the blond said, Derek frowned. Missions were tricky things and sometimes the window of oppurtunity was miscalculated. Wanting to offer some reassurance but not seem as if he was just trying to patronize her, the dark haired wolf glanced at the mother and then back to Jo.

"If you like... I have contacts on the inside. I can try to see whats going on and if need be... I can go in and check things myself. Curse once saved my life and if there is anything I can do to return the favor, I will."

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a card and handed it to her.

"Here is my office, home or cell number if something should come up or you need my help for anything while he's away. Erik Kincaid can also reach me so please.... Dont hesitate to hollar. "

Then, getting to his feet, he took her hand and bowed over it a bit before smiling slightly and nodded to Ellen.

"Now, ladies.. if you will excuse me, I think I will be heading back to my own club. I just came by for a bit tonight for the sake of an old friend."

With that, the handsome gentleman started away.

[Shane Coulter]

Shane didn't think she would ever get used to the way Trey treated her like a queen. It seemed so unbelievable that at times she wanted to pinch herself just to make sure she wasn't dreaming. Refraining from that because she had no desire for the pain, she simply went along with it all and enjoyed it. This evening was no different as he wisked her out of the house, into the car and then through the club doors once they arrived at WICKED.

Allowing him to keep her close, the blond glanced around as they walked through the crowded club. A familiar voice rang out over hte music and the dancer was forced to laugh when Trey pointed his twin out on stage and then joked a bit about it. She hadn't had a chance to really get to know the other woman but then... Whenever Trey was in the room, everything else seemed to fade into the background.

Reaching the bar, she slid in close and placed her order before his lips claimed hers in a heated kiss and she ended up chuckling huskily as he pulled back.

"Yeah... I think every male eye watched you walk by. I'm just glad there is no doubt who you are with tonight."

Standing on tiptoes, she nibbled at his lips a bit more and then leaned up to nip at his ear as she teased.

"The way some of these women are eyeing you... I"m beginning to think I'm going to have to put a brand on you or at the very least a surgeons general warning."

Letting her body rest against his, she slipped back down and then grinned up at him. Desire flared between them and dancer had to shake her head. It didn't seem to matter how much they made love or how much time they spent together, the attraction only seemed to grow.

"You know I love you, right? For more than just your studly body... "

[Lexi Blair]

From her spot on the stage, Lexi noted the different things going on around the bar. From the floor, she saw her friend Piper come in and then slip back out with a look on concentration on her face and the Erik seemed to be upset about something.

Hoping that nothing was going down that would hurt the clubs opening night, the blond continued to play to the crowd and then felt her eyes widen as none other than her husband chased a brunette woman across the floor. Blinking rapidly, she took in his slightly irritated expression and then shook her head. She'd have to find out what was up with that a bit later.

For the next half hour, Lexi sang her heart out for the crowd and then gave a slight bow before motioning to her friends. The applause about brought the house down and the young woman was fairly sure things were going well. Tilting her head to the bar, she motioned her intentions and then stepped off the stage in search of a drink and her partner to find out what the hell was going on.

[ellen]

Ellen observed the interaction between Jo and the Derek guy and then shook her head as he walked away. Giving her daughter a keen look, she said.

"You look like your uncomfortable... How about we blow this joint and you show me that home of yours? Lexi surely doesn't expect you to stay all night and this smoke can't be good for the babies." she said.

Glancing around, Ellen's gaze suddenly fell on Bobby and his companion. Frowning as she got to her feet, she looked at JO and then back at Bobby.

"And there is another person I want to have words with." she growled.

[konada]

Konada was sure she was in Heaven, Warren's arms felt like that best thing that had ever been wrapped around her.

”Warren? I think you have bewitched me. I've never felt so safe and cared for before. I think I'm Falling In Love. Do you think that's possible? I haven't known you all that long?”

Konada sounded confused, but happy even to herself. As she laid her head on his shoulder and snuggled against his chest.

[mira]

Mirage looked around the room and saw several great looking males and some of them were Angels and Demons. Who would have thought that you would see both Heaven and Hell represented at the same party and actually not fighting?

She wondered if, after all this time, either side had finally learned the truth? Had the minions of the Great Ones start thinking for themselves yet? Did they know that blind obedience, wasn't always the will of their Master? She decided that she needed to put her own animosity a side for tonight and see if either side had developed Brains yet.

Two Angels, that actually looked like they were fighting or rather having an Angelic disagreement with in her book was a fight, had just parted, when Mira danced into their vicinity, ”Bat Snirts, I missed them.” she grumbled as she gave both Angels a small Fae magic 'push' just to see what would happen.

[julian]

Finishing a drink he had ordered after Sibeal had excused herself, Julian was momentarily lost watching those in the club. The place certainly would be a success, and surely there were a lot of beautiful girls around. It was then that he saw a familiar face, a cute little brunette he had gone out with a couple of times…and he hadn’t been quite the gentleman when he told her he wasn’t wanting anything lasting and was pretty sure she still wanted to slap him if she was to notice him.

Moving away from the bar, he hid behind a couple to avoid the brunette. Julian didn’t wanted Sibeal to witness a discussion with an ex and he knew she would tell her things about him that the blonde wouldn’t like. He had broken quite a few hearts, but he didn’t want that to happen with Sib…

Actually, she was taking a long time to come back. At least twenty minutes had already passed since she left his sight and the boxer grew concerned about her. Things were going well between them, so he doubted she would have just ditched him there. Spotting the ladies bathroom, he knocked on the door twice and called her name but got no reply.

As a girl walked closer to get into the bathroom, Jules asked her to see if everything was alright with the blonde inside. The girl nodded and entered the bathroom only to walk back out with a nervous look on her face. Just by seeing that look, Jules knew something was wrong. Pushing through the door, he quickly saw why. There was blood all over the place, like somewhere got hurt on a fight and Sibeal was nowhere to be found.

Walking back out, the nervous boxer started to search for his date, not even noticing that the word date had crossed his mind.

[Jo Jordan ★]

Jo

Jo sat quietly after she finished speaking. Then listened to what the mysterious man had to say. It was difficult for her to think about it. When he mentioned that Curse had saved his life once, the thought of Curse's life endangered and needing to be saved sent a bolt of pain through her heart.

Working hard to keep herself from breaking down in such a public place she nodded her head. Taking the card he handed her she looked it over and slipped it into her purse. With a small sad smile she spoke quietly.

"Thank you for your offer. Anything you could do would be helpful. Even if it's just to find out some kind of information. I'd appreciate it very much. It's hard not knowing. Thank you again."

Jo watched the man stand up and walked back in the direction he had come from. Jo rubbed her forehead and tried to push back the thoughts that were now invading her mind again. Where was Curse? What had happened to him? Why hadn't he come home yet or at least contacted her? After a few moments her mother's voice broke into her thoughts and she turned to look at her. Nodding her head again she struggled slightly as she pushed herself up and out of her chair.

"Yeah mom, I'd really like to go home now. That's a good idea. I'm kind of tired."

Heading toward the stairs she stopped for a moment when her mother caught sight of Bobby. Jo managed to smirk and felt a bit sorry for Bobby. She certainly didn't want to be in his shoes when her mother finally did corner him to "talk". Shaking her head she started down the stairs and toward the exit to go home.

(Jo has left the building!)

[Azrael]

Azrael bit down on his tongue, breathing deeply through his nose. Right now, he was dealing with two scornful looks; one from Michael, who looked like he'd like nothing better than to teach Azrael a lesson, and Jasper, who mentally was trying to regain control on his arm and pull the same stunt that he had done with Lexi earlier. 'Nice job, asshole,' Jasper spat once he had given up on his futile attempt. 'You're a fucking idiot, you know that right?' The venom in his tone was acidic, and strong.

'I know.' Azrael's voice within his mind held none of its previous anger, but the utter defenselessness in those two words were striking in their own right. Truthfully, he knew how much of a bitter old bastard he'd become, and he hated it. He hated that he was just...angry, all of the time. No matter what he did, it was just like their was this rage inside him, and it kept building and building. And when there was nothing to be pissed at...it was like all of it just turned inside, and made him cynical and hateful.

And what made it even worse was that he blamed Heaven for all of it, or the way he was. He didn't hate them for what they'd done in the beginning, when he Fell. He knew what he was doing when he rebelled, and even when he turned sides again and betrayed Lucifer he knew; he could have done what he'd done and expected to get away cleanly. And so when judgment came, and he was condemned to Earth, he'd harbored no hard feelings whatsoever. He was paying for his crimes rightly, just as he'd deserved.

It was funny though, that all his rage and hate for his brothers could all be for a human. He didn't blame Heaven for Falling, but he did blame it for Elizabeth. For the first time in his existence he'd felt love...true, everlasting love, and they'd taken it away from him...torn them apart. How could he ever forgive them for that?

Azrael knew Jasper was feeling everything was feeling, hearing everything he thought, and he could feel the soldier's shock and silence. He'd never let Jasper see that side of him before, partly because he'd always refused to even admit it to himself. Self-contemplation had never been one of his strongest points.

"Wait, Michael!" he shouted after the blond, and rushed up to his retreating form, laying a hand on his shoulder. "Listen....I'm...I'm sorry, okay?" The words coming out of his mouth were unfamiliar, as was the breadth of hurt and emotion that saturated them. "You're not Heaven, and I shouldn't blame you for all the shit they've. I just...I want to know why. Why me?" By now, his tone was defenseless, pleading. Michael had answers...and Azrael needed to know.

Just then, Azrael felt a strange presence pass by. Before he had time to look, he felt the mental push, and staggered back for a moment, having been taken unaware. He glanced back at Michael, his expression solemn. What they hell was a Fae doing here?

[Sam Winchester]

Sam

Sam kept swiveling his head around. Trying to look around the place in case he spotted Sammie. Maybe he was over reacting and she would just show back up. She could have run into a friend or something and started talking. But.. He looked back at Dean when he heard his voice.

"Uh... The girl I brought here tonight, Sammie..."

He gave his brother a glare that told him he wasn't in the mood to joke around. This was not the time for Dean to crack on the whole name thing.

"Don't even start dude... Anyway, she seems to have disappeared. I can't find her anywhere. I got a bad feeling, I think something has happened. We have to find her."

Sam made another visual circuit of the club. He was starting to get more worried as the minutes ticked by. They needed to get a move on and find her.

"I've pretty much checked the club out. I think maybe we should head outside and start checking out there."

Without waiting for an answer Sam gave Dean a quick look and then started moving. Making his way through the crowd heading toward the front door. Maybe the bouncer out there had seen something. If not they'd have to check the parking lots and then the back exits. There was a lot of ground to cover. Sam's long legs stretched out as he started to walk faster.


(I wasn't sure if Sammie was taken out the front or back or if it even matters... I guess we can just go with whatever. LOL.)

[mira]

Mirage grinned when the Angel stumbled a little, He couldn't help but know that she was here now.

Strolling over to him, she held out her empty glass and cooed, ”Be an Angel and buy a Fae a Drink?” She gave a small pout of annoyance, ”I don't like Vodka or I would have a Purple Fairy.” then she smirked up at him with a teasing smile before adding ”So, Mr. Powerful, ask for a Green one instead, Okay? I like the green ones.”

[dean]

Dean's focus was on Sam now, he could tell his brother was worried about something. ”The girl I brought here tonight, Sammie..." Dean's eyebrows rose, but he didn't make a comment, and wouldn't have even if Sam hadn't cautioned him. Not right now anyway, his Sammy was too upset.

Normally a chick ditching his brother would have been funny, but somehow Dean didn't think that was the case this time, Sam seemed too sure that this girl hadn't disappeared voluntarily.

Dean nodded when Sam stated he had already checked out the interior of the club. He would have asked for a description of the girl, but Sam was already moving toward the front door. Giving a shrug Dean decided that any woman that didn't look like she was where she wanted to be was probably a good enough description for his purpose right now.

Turning to the Bartender he said, ”Tell Lexi that Dean and Sam had to go Hunting. Got it?” he tossed a ten spot down on the bar to make sure the man understood how serious he was. He just hoped Lex would think to tell Jess. Dean then moved towards the back door to find out what he could.

[micheal]

Mike felt and heard Azreal come after him but he almost didn't turn around. He had enough to deal with without putting up with a disgruntled angel with a chip on his shoulder. His duty was to protect the angel on stage and was exactly what he would do. However, Az's words did make him turn around and listen to what he said.

"Wait, Michael!" he shouted after the blond, and rushed up to his retreating form, laying a hand on his shoulder. "Listen....I'm...I'm sorry, okay?" The words coming out of his mouth were unfamiliar, as was the breadth of hurt and emotion that saturated them. "You're not Heaven, and I shouldn't blame you for all the shit they've. I just...I want to know why. Why me?"

Sighing, Micheal ran a hand through his hair and shook his head.

"I don't have any answers for you, mate. You know I didn't hang with the pricks that passed your sentence. My duty is to our Lord and the Lord alone."

Before he could say more, however, he to felt the push in their vicinity and his brows shot up. He could see by the look on the other archangels face that he'd felt it too. Whipping his head around, Micheal gazed landed on the LAST thing he expected to find hanging around WICKED. What the hell? A FAE? A good looking Fae with mischief in her eyes but a Fae just the same.

”Be an Angel and buy a Fae a Drink?” She gave a small pout of annoyance, ”I don't like Vodka or I would have a Purple Fairy.” then she smirked up at him with a teasing smile before adding ”So, Mr. Powerful, ask for a Green one instead, Okay? I like the green ones.”


Hiding a chuckle at the sight of "Mr. Powerful" being ordered to get her a drink, Micheal crossed his arms and leaned on the nearby bannister. People ebbed and flowed around them but he just watched the show.

"Yeah, Mr. Powerful... Why don't you get the lady a drink? Make sure its GREEN and not PURPLE."

Grinning merrily, the angel settled back and waited for the sparks to fly.

[mira]

Mira grinned impishly at the other Angel when she saw that he was vastly entertained by his own thoughts, and requested sweetly, ”And you Mr. Muscles, would you like to do something for me as well? I haven't danced with a partner out on the dance floor yet.”

[julian]

The search for the missing dancer had the nervous boxer searching the club from one end to the other. He even tried calling her phone, but had no answer. So ok, he had girls ditch him before and he would just shrug and find himself a new girl, but neither one of the girls that had ditched him had disappeared leaving a trail of blood in the bathroom.

When he was unable to find any trail of her, Julian’s worry increased tenfold. Sib was more than just a hot body to him, he really cared for her, and it went deeper that he knew. If anything had happened to her…no, he refused to even think that way, the blood in the bathroom wasn’t hers couldn’t be, he just knew it.

Deciding to check her car he had spotted out on the parking lot, the boxer made his way to the vehicle. Unfortunately, there was no trail of her to be found.

Gazing about, he spotted a familiar face and quickly walked towards the guy. He was standing to someone he didn’t knew, but right now Jules didn’t care for introductions.

“Hey Dean, have you seen Sibeal? I was with her back at the club, but she has disappeared. Her car is still here,” he pointed to the dancer’s car, “And looks like someone was hurt in the women’s bathroom…”