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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content">A more extroverted girl, preferably human while also being open to having her play against a supernatural. She met Marceline when they were freshman in high school before she moved from the district just before her sophomore year of high school, but they never really talked much despite how much they both wanted to, and they're about to meet again for the first time since she moved.</div>
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In every sense of the word, Marceline Acosta had changed, and she didn't mind it at all. Not everyone that knew her could accept that it even happened: a shy, introverted girl that suddenly began to show off a 180⁰ personality change, and a few dared to mock her for it that had quickly been cut off. Various scars that were both physical and mental still remained from the man that turned her off to all other men for life, but there was something about being with a woman that made her feel safer than with any other possible gender, which was why she openly declared herself a lesbian the moment she knew that was what she was. While that didn't stop her from going out often with friends she decided to keep around and new ones she'd made, it was clear that tonight was a much different night as the clubs were finally reopened. She decided to keep it semiformal, dressing in a sapphire t-shirt that was sure to make her hair stand out when seen against it, an ombre skirt that started out the same color as her shirt that slowly transitioned to raven as it neared just below her knees (courtesy of her designer friend Heather), gothic style boots that were as dark as the bottom of her skirt and just barely grazed it, and warm jacket that was just a few shades lighter than her shirt was with a night colored lace pattern on the outside. Marcy was practically ready to go, but as soon as a knock sounded from the other side of her bathroom door, she knocked back as an 'all clear' for the person on the other side to enter, only to find her friend and roommate Serena barging in once she returned to the counter.<br/>
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Man, the amount of energy that girl had could power the world if converted to electricity, and considering the two of them were both found to be witches and seers (though anyone modern would've called them mediums), it was a miracle their near familial relationship even worked out so well.<br/>
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"Wow, you're definitely going to kill it on the dance floor tonight, and you can't get out of drinking since Drewbie already called DD for tonight." Although Andrew hated the nickname being used by anyone besides family, Marceline and Serena were practically his sisters at this point in their friendship, so they reserved the right to call him that when his actual family wasn't around. "You can't make me, and maybe if they play a song I like, I'll get out there and dance, but should I have my hair down, up, or some type of hybrid of the two?" Her hair only came down to her mid back, so it wasn't going to be that difficult to work with, and the girl with natural auburn hair quickly got to work on her surrogate sister's hair, opting for a braid that twisted itself into a bun to give a more formal look to her. They chatted idly as the work was done to her hair, only for a sore subject to come up: a girl she only now realized she had feelings for. Back when the two originally met, she didn't want to drag the girl into her complicated family life, even potentially risking the girl becoming a victim of the same man who had hurt her, but it was clear that she now felt she'd gotten away. "She frequents the club we're going to a lot, and she's bound to be there if she knows that the club reopened." A sense of hope, but she didn't want to show it in case it turned out to be false. "How would you know that, Ser? Last I knew, you weren't friends with her or following her on any social media." The girl gave a playful tug at her hair, knocking her a bit off balance as she made the effort to regain her balance. "A lot of our graduating class tagged her in pictures there once we became of age, and if you be the girl you are now, she'll definitely be drawn to you." That was easy, but the year that Marcy met her, it was the worst year of her life, so there was now the risk of her former personality returning with a vengeance upon trying to strike up a conversation.<br/>
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Not that it mattered as time began to blur as they made their way to an upscale club, only managing to avoid the entrance fee by flashing their IDs with a hidden symbol marking them as supernaturals.<br/>
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As a witch, Marceline was adept at reading people via their auras, which meant a glimpse into their personalities for her while most others only saw emotions. Many blurred together as they went to get a booth and some drinks, but then it happened. The girl from her past had an aura that always stood out because it refused to mix with other auras, and she quickly pinpointed it from the crowd as proof that Serena was right. Once her drink arrived, a Pina colada with whipped cream, she quickly downed it as her other hand began to tremble slightly as her nerves took over. "Ser, she's here." Of course the other girl had a hard time spotting her, but with her rare ability to detect a person's moral compass and manipulate it, she found her since hers was the hardest to change. "Her aura didn't change, did it?" Andrew, a Sidhe fae with more human traits due to the glamour he had active, asked as he took a few sips from the water he ordered. "The colors, the symbols for her interests, the inability for it to blend with those around it... it's definitely her."<br/>
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"Then go talk to her, Marceline. You're not the shy freshman anymore, and you'll definitely turn heads as you make your way through the crowd."
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</blockquote>Sara a young girl who is just looking for some time off away from all things that she has to do like school and work sits with her friends at the normal club they go do drinking a walker because it is her turn to be the DD as she is wearing a pearl white crop top with a raven black knee length skirt her blonde hair braided and going over her right sholder as she is speaking to her friends about the week<br/><br/>After she moved a few years ago she had been secretly hoping to meet back up with Marceline because she found her cute in her own sort of way and also wanted to try and break that shell Marceline seemed to have with always being the shy quite kid, but all of that is in the back of her head as she looks around thinking she is being watched as she goes back to her conversation "what is up Sara you seem a little distracted today and your not even drinking" Steph says, Stephanie is Sara's best and first friend she made when she moved and the two have been inseparable ever since going out for the cheer team together getting in trouble together and spending the night at eatchothers houses every other weekend it seemed like, as Sara sighs she nods "yea everything is fine it is just a weird feeling I can't describe came over me" she says as Steph smiles widely "Well here let me go get you a better drink then just water and yes I will make it a vergin drink I haven't had that much yet" Steph says as she gets out wearing a similar top as Sara but instead of a skirt she is wearing shorts that barley go over her butt, Sara smiles a little as she watches her friend disappear in the crowd of people to get more drinks