Hellzapoppin' {open}

[Xavier Yorston]

The lights of the night clubs were intoxicating. The sound of jazz floated through the air and drew Xavi in. Everything about the smoky club reminded Xavier of her favourite era, the 1940's. Though that could have been guessed easily, considering that the girl looked like she had just walked out of that time period. The dress adorning the girl clung to her curves, while the heels upon her feet seemed to sync perfectly with the beat of the drums.

Xavier was used to the attention she received whenever she went, so as she turned heads, she almost seemed aloof; as if she didn't care about the other patrons of the jazz club. All she was here for was to listen to the smooth and sensual tones of the band.

Settling in to a small booth by herself; her eyes were now fixated on the band. It was almost as if she had stepped back in time 60 years. This club even had the same smell of the one she haunted back in 1945 Chicago, except it was a different time and a different city.

It wasn't long before the waitress came around to take Xaviers drink order.
"Zombie, if you would" she said smoothly, the waitress nodded at her and Xavi watched her carefully as she walked away. The way someone would stare down someone else to intimidate them.

Bright red nails tapped the old carved table top as the band went from a slow sensual song, to a more upbeat and yet familiar song.

"Hold your hats...the roof is 'bout to tumble in
Holy cats...the walls and floors are crumblin'
Hellzapoppin'...hellzapoppin'...hellzapoppin'
The whole gang's whoopin' up the whoop-de-doo''

"There you go" the waitress said dropping off the glass filled with the potent mixture, "It's not very often someone orders those"
The other girls dark eyes flashed up to her again and a smug smirk crossed the Fae's face.
"I like drinks stronger than most" she said, though she knew most girls would shy away from such a strong drink, Xavi would down a whole bottle of rum if she could.

The waitress offered Xavier a smile that seemed uncomfortable and forced before she left. Her slender fingers wrapped around the cool glass and she delicately started stirring the drink with the provided straw. It had been so long since Xavier had touched alcohol, but given the environment, it would be considered weird to not have any.

"Me oh my...it's gonna be uproarious
We'll fly high...tonight we'll be notorious
Hellzapoppin'...hellzapoppin'...hellzapoppin'
And you're invited to the party too

Better look out...ain't no cook-out
We're playin' this one by ear
We through the book out"

[ravendarkheart]

Raven's sweatshirt was stained with blood so much so that you almost could not tell it was gray He sat down next to a nice looking Woman normaly he'd be eyeing her but he had someone he loved so he didn't he looked at her eyes although the hood covered his face. "Hello" he said in a friendly tone. He felt saddened but all the rejection from places just because of the blood it was all he had to wear. "Not my fault." He whispered. He looked at the girl again she was beautiful. Raven knew his manners and only looked her in the eyes. "Sorry I didn't mean to stare you've got nice eyes thats all I'm really sorry."

[Xavier Yorston]

She didn't even start when the bloody shirted man sat next to her and started talking. Her exterior was cool, calm and collected.

"What are you apologizing for? Is staring a crime? Did you do something wrong?" she asked in a monotonous voice as she took a sip from the heavily rum based drink.

Xavi finally faced the boy sitting beside her and looked him up an down. Not really being phased by the fact that his shirt was covered in blood, she had seen worse. The only thing that was bothering her was the fact that he was covering his face. In her experience only people who had something important to hide hid their faces.

[ravendarkheart]

"Where I come from If you stare at a girls eyes too long like I just did you get your eyes cut out. I just like your eyes thats all they're really pretty and they don't show anger and evil your not like them your...really...beautiful." He barely got the words out he nearly choked. "I'm sorry I just had to get that out punish me as you see fit."

[Xavier Yorston]

Xavier listened intently though keeping her eyes focused on the bad playing. Like them?

"Call me old fashioned but I believe that an eye for an eye would make the whole world blind" she said looking down at the table and then out of the corner of her eyes to Raven. The fact that he was still hiding his face was bothering Xavier.

"What exactly did you mean by 'you're not like them'?" she asked with a confused tone to her voice. To her, 'them' could have meant anyone, and Xavier knew that she wasn't quite like anyone. So he had to mean someone, right?

[ravendarkheart]

"The Red Roses I doubt you've heard of them they're a family cult combination I was forced into it where I was tourted twenty-four seven Life was nothing but trouble still is...I though when I escaped from Illinois I was free instead I just jumped further into the darkness." He waved the waitress over. "Just a Miller." Can I see some ID Raven was worried she'd ask that. Reluctantly he gave her his drivers licence she laughed. Honestly...no one can look that ugly it's just not possible. "Well thanks that helps my self esteem but it's ligit ok can I please have my beer?"

Well I have to see your face you know to make sure this...monster is actually here and is real. Raven sighed and took off the hood the waitress screamed. OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU? "Just a twenty one year old covered in scars." a few scars is one thing but having them cover your face so much so that they make you look like a monster, different story. He put the hood back up a couple tears feel down his eyes. "That's why I hide my face Now can I have a beer?"