<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d5/MarcusBeck.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Marcus Beck (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10533965#msg10533965)<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Bar<br/><strong>When: </strong>August 3rd, near midnight<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Shorts (http://www.notempire.com/images/uploads/bandofoutsidersWindowpaneShorts.jpg), shirt (http://www.backcountry.com/images/items/large/CHT/CHT3375/ASP.jpg), unbuttoned, and boat shoes<br/><hr/><br/>Marcus was enjoying his time here so far. He had decided to go out clubbing tonight, and he did not regret it one bit. Though it was nice to have soulful walks by the beach, and he had a lot of fun running down the scenic hiking trails, nothing could quite match the party scene, the music, the body on body touch. This was his first time to the Allnighter, and he looked forward to it. He could only imagine what the club scene at a resort like Bekamor would be like.<br/><br/>He was pleasantly surprised by the club. It was not too loud and crazy, thankfully, but not quiet or boring either. There was nothing worse than a dead club, before it even had a chance to come to life. The songs were nice and heavy with the beat, but as much as Marcus wanted to get on the floor and dance, he knew he'd have to get a few drinks in him before he could totally let loose without being embarrassed. He was not afraid to admit that, though he tried very hard to dance well, it was rated "reasonable" at best.<br/><br/>He sat at the bar next to a girl with red hair, waving for the bartender to come close. He ordered his drink, a cool Budweiser, meaning to get three or four in him before he actually got on the dance floor. He glanced at the girl next to him, and noticed her drink. His eyebrow shot up, and he smiled at her. His voice rose as the next song began to play, but he managed to get his words out. "Not drinking anything hard tonight?" he asked curiously, a wide smile on his face.