<div align="center">Name/Alias: Nichademus " Nick" McManus<br/> Creature Type: Mortal<br/> Location: P3<br/> Tagged: Anyone</div><br/>(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g40/MistGreyWolf/Nick.png)<br/><br/>Nick arrived at P3; the club he had heard was tough on the fake ID’s. Time to put old Jake’s Work to the test. Shaking his head to himself as he walked up to the club, he really needed to get a ride soon and the place to stay.  Nick walked up to the bouncer and showed the ID and after a few moments of looking it over he was waved through.  As he walked into the club, Nick let his gaze linger around the room taken in the people at the tables, bar and then lingering on the dance floor.<br/><br/>There were a large number of provocative women in the club tonight. The ravenous males drooling over them would make a target rich environment for gathering some quick cash if needed.  Moving through the crowd, Nick scanned the room taking his time. His five foot nine, well fit frame not enough to cause a lot of heads to turn, but enough to show he was decent looking. Time enough for dancing in a bit, first a drink. When Nick reaches the bar he orders a beer and a shot. Nick downs the shot before the bar tender gets the cash off the bar and then turns taking the beer to a table near the dance floor. As he sat there his eyes travelled over the people in the bar. His eyes paused over the man with several women gathered with him, talking. Then they shifted back to the dance floor pausing on the five foot two figure dancing with the six foot something guy. Speaking softly to himself as he planned how best to spend his evening. “ Seems like a lot of big guys around here”<br/>