<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/Hsi3Q2k.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Malachi, Dark Prince of Passion & Beauty<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Luca Castillo<br/><strong>Where:</strong>ageHa<br/><strong>Time:</strong>April 7th,  11ish pm<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>In Picture<br/><strong>Muse Inspiration</strong>: Fancy (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B0yOzQjYSmQ).<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Abaddon, Open<br/><hr/>"...I'm wondering if that was truly necessary." His glacial blue eyes fell upon the glass fragments that now sprinkled the other prince's lap. Shaking his head, he ran his fingers through his blonde hair.  "Luca...there is no S on the end, Damien." The other prince's true name nearly slipped from his tongue, quickly swapped by Abaddon's Earth name at the last moment. His lips pursed and his eyes fell half lidded as he turned his gaze towards the dance floor of the club, enjoy the view quite well of the humans' gyrations and movements to the music pulsing through the club's sound systems.<br/><br/>"This is my usual scene. My presence here isn't out of place. Yours however, is and had me curious. Especially when you're here all alone...and there's usually only one reason why one would come to a club alone." He grinned, nodding his head. Common practice for a man pr woman on the prowl to find someone to take home for the rest of the evening. "Asian boys are fun. The cute ones. Especially the way they squirm under you when trying to go balls deep. Like a virgin everytime." He chuckled lowly as he crossed one leg over the other and glanced over to his 'brother' once more. "Find anyone worth your attention in this crowd yet? " He asked reaching backwards to grab his drink from the bartender. In one sip, a third of the glass' contents was drained. "Hmmm?"