<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/MgrFcgI.png)(https://i.imgur.com/cIxYMa0.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Gorrah (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322428.msg15615772#msg15615772)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, 11:35 PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Black District, Club Zodiac (Inside)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory, Lily<br/><strong>CURRENT FORM:</strong> Human<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> <span class="bbc_u">Navy Blue Suite and Tie</span> (https://nextluxury.com/wp-content/uploads/man-with-navy-blue-suit-brown-shoes-fashionable-style-look.jpg') <br/></td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><hr/><br/><br/>He'd been watching the pair of women for about ten minutes by the time he'd decided to push himself up from his seat at the bar and reach down to grasp the edges of his suit jacket so that he could pull it closed and button it up for a more formal presentation. He then began taking long, controlled strides across the club as his sapphire eyes continued flickering back and forth around the club searching the many smiling faces for something that was out of place, and even though he wasn't picking up on too much just yet, he could tell that something was off. Not only that, but Mepholes was going to be arriving soon enough, unless of course he'd slipped into the club at some point without him noticing. Either way, though, he couldn't afford to squander a year's worth of careful positioning just because some kids wanted to cause a bit of trouble for him while he was on assignment.<br/><br/>As Gorrah approached the pair of women, one looking for more alert and in control over herself than the other, he was beginning to hear those subtle little alarms whining in the depths of his subconscious warning him that something was amiss. For now, though, he smothered that feeling and decided that some surveying of the younger patrons in the club would have been an appropriate way to start gathering information to see if he could pick up on a few clues as to what was up. Of course, it could have been just a misplaced bad feeling that he'd gotten, but from what he could tell there were too many sideways glances, too many patrons 'people watching' and far too many individuals who ere having one on one conversations with people that did not appear to have any form of emotional connection.<br/><br/>Of course, that didn't really mean anything, because friends and work associates tended to go out rather frequently with one another, but as many people as he'd seen whispering to one another despite the musing that they should have been yelling over instead, he wondered if there were some things being shared that people were intentionally trying to keep to themselves. That was about as paranoid and inconclusive as anyone could have ever possibly been, though, and he was well aware of that as well, but that didn't stop that bothersome feeling of a tingle that was presently running up his spine.<br/><br/>"Ladies.", Gorrah said aloud as he sauntered up to the two women before planting his feet and tucking both hands into his front pockets. "I hope that I'm not interrupting, though I couldn't help but to notice that your friend appears to be a little sick. Is there anything that I can do to help?", he offered, well prepared to help carry her to a couch that would be more comfortable, or to the bathroom in case of a stomach related emergency.