Living The Late Life [Open]

Omega. Club Anubis. Friday Night

The streets of Omega were always active this time of night. Most of the young people are either just getting off work or just leaving class and usually look for a means to have a good time. Club Anubis being one of the many nightclubs in the city, for the moment, was one of the most popular due to location and prestige. It was the largest in the city having up to 3 floors the first being the bar, the second being the dance floor and the third being for employees only. The club was ran by a man named Bumpy Jones, a rather hideous looking man but a genius when it comes to dealing with money. Bumpy is very strict about who he deals with in terms of money so the process of who he hires is one he takes seriously. The reason Sabure got the job as a bouncer was Bumpy happened to catch him while he was fighting off a gang from trying to rob him. Shortly after he offered Sabure the job and guaranteed if he stuck with him he would be richer than he ever dreamed. Thus from then on Sabure had been working at this place for a total of a year.

Sabure stood inside the club with a drink in his hand and flirting with a pretty little red head. Though most would frown on this, Sabure's knack for kicking ass made up for his unprofessional mannerisms. As he and the young woman's conversations heated up to the point of almost immediate fornication a loud crash came from across the bar area. Sabure looked up seeing what was going on through the slit in his mask to see another fight had broken out and they had totaled a table in the process. Sabure looked up to see Bumpy with large stacks of money in his hand and a Cuban cigar in his mouth looking back at him. Bumpy gave Sabure a nod to handle it as he turned away still counting his money as he went back to the second floor. Sabure put a single finger to the young woman's lips,"Hold that thought beautiful, gotta put in some work," he said as he walked away from the girl and toward the problem starters. Those who had been here before knew Sabure well as he tends to end problems rather quickly and often times it best to give him space. The people all stepped aside so Sabure had a clear path to the two idiots fighting and arguing,"Gentlemen I would have to ask you to leave the club now," he said in a almost laughing tone. One of the men knew of Sabure and backed off wanting no trouble, the other person however was less docile and approached Sabure in a rather aggressive manner. Sabure looked up as the man towered over him, easily being 6'10 or 7'0 and was considerably more built than he was,"Damn dude do you eat steroids as a snack," Sabure said with a huge grin. The man however didn't take a liking to his jokes and showed as much by slamming his fist into the face a Sabure knocking him to the floor. The pain was hardly noticeable but the damage was as blood trickled from his nose, despite this however Sabure's smiled remained. He flipped from the ground to on his feet laughing as he did so,"That was a nice punch dude, I think my kids are gonna be feeling that one." "ENOUGH JOKES," he yelled as he made a attempt to punch Sabure again. Side stepping slightly, Sabure grabbed the man's arm and use the man's own weight to through off his balance sending him to the floor. With a swift yank Sabure popped the man's arm out of place causing him to yelp in pain,"You come in here again starting trouble and I will take the entire arm," Sabure whispered to the man so no one else could hear. The man nodded and Sabure released him letting the man leave the club to lick his wounds. The people in the club clapped for Sabure as he made his way back to his seat only to find the young woman had left. "Damn just my luck, I save the day but don't get the girl," he said as he sat down and kicked his feet up on the table. The night was still young and hopefully something good would drop in his lap.

Dread walked into the doors of club Anubis, silver eyes looking around the area at the people dancing and having a good time. The kid chuckled and walked up to the bar and sat dwn ignoring the man a little down the way and the red head with him. His attention instead was fixed on the bar tender who looked at the kid with a wonder. Dread just smiled. "I would like a soda and some cookies." The bartender continued to look at the kid like he was nuts then turned to see if he was there with somebody. Dread sighed and leaned forward tapping his fingers on the counter. "Not to be rude....but I said a Soda with some cookies...please." Dread continued to smile but his impatience with the man was showing in hsi eyes. It wasn't like it was a hard order to fill and he knew they had coke for simple reason they had rum and coke so a coke without the rum.

Dread leaned back sighing wondering if all people in the world was this dense as the Bartender continued staring. "Do you have I.D. Kid?" the man asked. Dread stared at him for a long moment wondering if there were retards in the world still. "Ok, You bumbling idiot I am saying this once. I ordered a coke not a bottle of jack and some cookies. Never in my very short lie had I ever heard of someone asking for I.D. for a soda and some damn cookies. Get me my drink and my snack before I report your stupidity to the nearest alcaholic and see if he can be persuaded to knock some fucking sense into that area between your ears." Dread stood up on his chair looking at the bar man. "NOW I WANT A FUCKING COKE WITH SOME GOD...DAMN....COOKIES, YOU RETARD." Dread screamed the last part and several people looked over to see the kid yelling at the adult.

Dread was trying to keep from smashing the guys face in since he was in a club possibly owned by Osiris and he didn't want any actual trouble but some people were just too stupid to be alive on the planet. A simpel order was all he asked for, Coke and cookies. Both start with C and neither is difficult to get. Dread Stared at the man wondering what he would look like with a crushed skull. Instead he sighed and continued to wait while the bar tender looked around for help wondering what he should do.

Sabure hadn't sat back down for more than a few seconds before the sound of yelling could be heard again. Now this time the music didn't stop, simply because only the people in the immediate area could really see what was going on. That was always a good thing since to many fights in one night would normally make people go home. So now Sabure's eyes were on this next issue, he stood up and walked over so that he was seated directly next to the kid.

"Shh kid, your gonna get the people all riled up over nothing. We don't serve soda in here," Sabure said with a snap of his finger,"We serve drinks for adults. We both know your a little young to be in here, but I like your determination. I mean its obvious you came to have a good time, check out some girls, be a bad product of society." As he finished the statement the bartender brought to cups full of Vodka 1800 with no chaser. "So if you want to play with the grown-ups, your gonna have to drink like one, just finish that and you will be allowed to stay in the club. If you throw up or refuse," Sabure said pausing only to take a sip of his drink,"I am gonna put you out of here personally. Understood?"

Sabure couldn't deny he had taking a liking to the kid. He reminded him of himself back when he used to sneak into clubs. It was never to cause trouble, sometimes the young people just wanna party like the grown-ups. Sabure glanced up to see that Bumpy was gone, so he wasn't watching anymore. Normally, Bumpy would intervene in some way due to the fact he wasn't keen on petty crime. Osiris cared little what the people did, but whatever it was always had to be a profit. The fact the boy snuck in already proved a profitable thing, since he had the skill to sneak inside in the first place. Sabure took a big gulp of the drink, his face cringing like he had just tasted a lemon. He then looked down at the kid and waited to see just what he would do, 1800 was no drink for rookies after all.

Dread looked at the new guy and smirked. "Your the guy beating up on that easy prey, you know showing off doesn't make you look cool. You could have easily just taking out his leg instead you wanted him to know what he was facing." Dread grabbed the drink and looked at it before placing it to his lips, They parted and fiery liquid poured down his throat without stopping until it was empty and he placed the shot back onto the barcounter. "You wouldn't be trying to get a kid drunk would you?" He laughed looking at the glass.

His fingers tapped as he looked at the guy in front of him. "So now that I did as you asked...can I get my coke and cookies now?" The drink hadn't seem to phase him at all and it wouldn't since Dread had been drinking whiskey since he was seven. With a drunk, druggy father and mother there wasn't much Oj and Koolaid in the house. However once he escaped Dread had discovered coke and cookies and it had been his favorite combo since. His silver eyes stared into the older mans without flinching and without fear. His fingers continued to tap. Tap, Tap, Tap. there seemed to be a rythem to it but it was under it a since of something unexplained. "Two people come to a cross roads and both ask a question. I answered yours, now you answer mine." The kid smirked and waited.

Sabure laughed as he gave the kid a pat on the back after he drank the liquor. The fact the kid assumed Sabure was showing off showed how naive he still was. No person learned a lesson by just using words these days. These idiots understood pain and that was something Sabure was more than willing to oblige these fools. But that was the past, and Sabure didn't live in the past he was all about his future only. The kid had a high tolerance for the drink, Sabure was indeed impressed. But when he went back to the issue of coke and cookies Sabure last that little respect the boy had just gained. "I guess a kid will be a kid after all," Sabure said as he walked back to his own seat. He gave a nod to the bartender, "Get the kid his cookies and coke, then get someone to escort him out. This isn't the place for whiny little brats anyway." The bartender folded his arms as he looked at Sabure, in the man's eyes was apparent disapproval of the request. "Corleone, you know full well that we don't sell those kinds of foods here. We have the cooked food only, and that is order on the second floor of the club," the bartender would pour the kid a coke and give it to him. "That's all we got kid, now get out of here," the man said as he walked off to serve another customer.

Sabure smiled as the bartender was obviously annoyed at the request as he was mumbling something under his breath. Sabure then walked away from the bar, leaving the kid to his own devices. If he started more trouble then it would be a simple matter to remove the boy. For now he would enjoy the night as he was approached by yet another pretty lady. She had approached him almost out of no where and had whispered something in his ear. The expression on his face showed his immediate liking to the whatever the woman had said. She reached into cleavage and pulled out a number for Sabure. After she finished she gave Sabure a final look before walking back off into the crowd of people dancing.

"Now the party is really looking up," he said with a smile as he sat back in his chair. Aside from two idiots fighting and a kid that was obsessed with being a kid, the night was looking up. He glanced up to see Bumpy standing over the balcony of the third floor. Still counting money and a cigar in his hand, Sabure could tell that the man was looking towards him. Sabure simply looked away and went back to chilling as usual. "I need to get a smoke, I will be back," he said to another bouncer that was nearby. With that Sabure stepped over to the back door and opened it so that he was now standing in the opening. The hot atmosphere could almost be felt as the night air hit Sabure's body. It was refreshing.

He pulled out a blunt from his pocket as he sparked it up with a lighter. He took a big hit while he looked out around in front of him. The back door led to the parking lot of the club and thus Sabure could see all the numerous people coming to Club Anubis. "What else could happen tonight," he wondered as he took another hit.

Dread ignored the man who walked off, adults were too uptight and all they cared about was stupid stuff. He however had one thing on his mind well two. Coke and cookies. He didn't mind being dismissed to be honest it was one way he stayed alive but the bartender refusing to give him what he ordered had been the last straw. Dread sat at the counter silent as a shadow and only his eyes betrayed the rage burning inside him. His whole body was coiled as a spring and when the bartender walked off it enraged him further. Dread stood up looking at the Bartender. "Hey you fat ass waste of space, I said i wanted Cookies and coke, I gues your too retarded too understand those two words. COOKIES, AND COKE, YOU DUMB, IGNOARNT, STUPID, RETARD, BASTARD. Get over here and give me my GOD DAMN COOKIES.." Dread was standing on the counter his eyes smoldering with fury and for a moment the entire room seemed to dim.

Dread was doing his best not to lash out and strike the guy, ignorance was one thing he couldn't stand. This was Omega, everyone was better than everyone else that was the way it was. but ignorance and stupidity was just another thing. His fists clenched and several gloaing balls appeared around him each one pulsing with matter as if they were as eager as there master to destroy the man behind the bar.

Lucian V. Crimson, was his name and working his way into the night life without destroying it was his game, Unlike the other jesters, he was civilized and calm when not putting on a charade. He zipped up his jacket jsut enough to hide the jester on his shirt, smelling fresh and clean, Lucian left the jester hangout, caught one of the under ground subs to the northen part of East city which was close to Omega Four. Climbing from the ground he dusted himself off and walked pass the large onto the city of grandeour and glam, His golden, red crimson hue eyes shone with a tint of maliciousness as he spotted his target.

The large neon sign that pulsed with the jackal head, and the long line and the booming bass, he knew he had come to see the infamous Club Anubis. The air smelled of sweet perfume and strong cologne, cheap and expensive drinks. It was gonna be a great night and he wouldn't have to mess anybody up atleast not for a little while. Turning down his aura he knew that he didn't need a riot going on tonight, he had enough rowdiness with the jesters.

Flipping his hair back, he walked toward the club noticing that the line was longer than what he had thought. Smiling he turned his aura back on, nearing the line he could tell that two guys in front of him were seemingly already hating each other. Drawing close to them he watched as they grew angry and they began to fight, the people pushing back along the wall. Getting out of the line Lucian walked over to the bouncer "Better go stop them man, who knows what they will mess up." The bouncer was obvious strong as he did not react as violently as Lucian was trying to suggest but he left the door open. Taking his chance he simultaneously slid into the club while yelling open club. Without turning back he laughed as the Bouncer restored order outside.

Once inside the air had changed, Turning down his aura he could feel the music rattle the floor and the multiple women shaking what they had , Lucian smiled and kept on walking hoping to land him some tonight. As he looked at the bar, he saw a child with floating balls around him. Shaking his head he grew angry, "Haven't been in here a few minutes and already someone is trying to ruin my good time." With purposed strides, he walked over and wrapped the kid around his shoulder. "Come on bro, mom told me to find you she knows you tried to sneak now come on." Grabbing the kid, he hope he would comply and walk with him. Leaning down he spoke in his ear, "Kid when we walk off tell me what you want and I promise I will get it for you just don't mess this up for me now."