Cer stepped through the giant metal door and was hit with the overwhelming sound of laughter and drunkenness. The scent of bile and urine was almost as bad too. She almost instinctively covered her nose but fought back the urge. To a human it wouldnt be so bad. She found her way to the bar and frowned as the scent of werewolf found its way to her. She looked over and saw Micky halfway across the bar, sipping at his drink. So she ordered herself a beer and walked over to him.<br/><br/>"Well if it isnt little Micky." she smirked. "Cant say im surprised to find you here tonight. You missed out on the meeting earlier. Though i cant say that is surprising either." She placed a hand on her hip and took a large gulp of her drink. "So why did you skip again?"<br/><br/>----<br/>Aiden's nostrils suddenly picked up Kirse's scent. He quickly hurried down the hall, hoping to catch her before she disappeared again. Any sane vampire would know better than to mess with her, let alone intentionally annoy the pureblood. But he wasnt exactly sane when it came to this. He sprinted towards her location, following her scent the entire way. When he turned the corner he smirked; she was within sight now.<br/><br/>"Hiding again Kirse?" he asked cheekily. He never addressed her as he was supposed to. Purebloods were either addressed as master or mistress. "And i came all this way to find you."