<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/1276306615-ChaceCrawford-an-tu-2.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Sam DeMarco<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Umbra<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">This</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b4/Sam-formal.jpg)</div></div><br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Party<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Any<br/><strong>Mood Music:</strong>Sharp dressed man (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7wRHBLwpASw)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Sam stood with his back to the bar, slowly sipping on the amber liquid in his glass, letting his gaze roam over the packed dancefloor, and the heaving, writhing mass of bodies on it.<em>Hard to believe they actually had this</em>, he mused, taking another sip. Most of the others near enough to hear had asked for beer, or some of the more common spirits like whiskey or vodka. Amaretto was hard enough to find at the best of times, let alone in a college environment.<em>Probably one of the staff has a taste for it</em>he thought.<br/><br/><em><strong>We should move</strong></em><br/><br/>Malcarions voice drew his mind out of it's reverie, and he glanced around. With the volume of the music, someone right next to him would have a hard enough time hearing him, so he wasn't overly worried about that right now. Still, it never hurt to be cautious, and he pitched his voice low as he replied.<br/><br/>"Why, what's wrong?"<br/><br/><em><strong>The faith stink thing is nearby. I do not like it, and since you won't let me eat it, I don't want to be around it.</strong></em><br/><br/>He blew out a deep breath and nodded. "Alright, we can move away a bit."<br/><br/><em><strong>And get some food.</strong></em><br/><br/>"We can do that."<br/><br/><em><strong>Pizza. Pizza is good.</strong></em><br/><br/>"Pizza, seriously?" Sam asked as he threaded his way through the crowd.<br/><br/><em><strong>What? I like pizza. It has much meat on it. And the smoky sauce. There is much pizza on tables over there. We should get several.</strong></em><br/><br/>Sam chuckled and glanced across the room, where indeed it looked like some kind of buffet had been set up. "Pizza it is."<br/><br/>He reached out a hand, calling the darkness to him, feeling the shadows swirl around his feet like an eager dog. With an effort of will he focused on it, giving it shape and purpose, and a small, goblin-like creature grinned up at him, nodded once and scurried off through the legs of the crowd at high speed, heading for the buffet. He laughed quietly it as it vanished into the strobing darkness.<br/><br/>"You remind me of the babe."<br/><br/><em><strong>What babe?</strong></em><br/><br/>"The babe with the power."<br/><br/><em><strong>What power?</strong></em><br/><br/>"The power of voodoo"<br/><br/><em><strong>What?</strong></em><br/><br/>He laughed again, shaking his head.<br/><br/><em><strong>I do not understand. Is someone practicing magic in here?</strong></em><br/><br/>"Probably, but ... nevermind, when we have a bit of free time, I'll introduce you to Netflix and then you'll understand."<br/><br/>He drifted towards a quiet ... or at least a quieter ... corner of the tent, and waited for the pizza to arrive.<br/><br/><em><strong>What's a Netflix? Can I eat it?</strong></em><br/><br/>Sam shook his head and pulled out his phone. "Ok, let me show you<strong>this</strong>(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dDkp7GysvbY)."