Bane's blog: "please don't steal "

As the day wore on her alarm clock went off at 3:15, she reached over to slam her hand down on the infernal beeping device. Her hand grazed the glass of water as she killed the alarm clock and she knocked it over shorting out her clock and shocking herself. She was now wide awake; she cursed and threw her blankets off before she got into the shower. Her hands moving over the bottles she poured shampoo into her hand before scrubbing at her ass length black hair, she let the shampoo sit for five minutes as she shaved her legs. As she rinsed out the shampoo, her hand reached out fumbling for the counter as she grabbed her toothbrush and the paste that was beside it. She finished rinsing out her hair before she stepped under the spray, tilting her head back as she let the water roll over her flesh turning her back to the spray she brushed her teeth quickly. Her eyes scanned the rack of bath products as her fingers traced the bottles stopping on the curl holding conditioner. She worked the cream into her hair and then scrubbed her pale flesh until it glowed a light pink. Her body scrub was a subtle blend of sandalwood, cedar, oak moss, and amber which gave the girl an added layer of mystery. She washed the conditioner out of her hair, which was already starting to curl and then shut off the water, stepping out onto the bath mat before wrapping her body in a towel. She moved over to the counter and looked herself over for a moment before reaching under the sink and getting out her blow dryer she fixed her hair so that the ringlet curls were lying against her shoulders and her back gently. She opened the drawer beside the sink and pulled out her makeup bag, she looked through it before pulling out a bronzer, along with her eyeliner pencil, eye shadow and blush. She began to apply her makeup lining her green eyes with the silver eyeliner pencil after she had applied the bronzer and the blush. Then with one of the tiny brushes she applied a soft charcoal eye shadow. She looked herself over once more and then walked out of the bathroom and towards her closet. She opened the doors slowly as she looked over her collection of “work” clothes her fingers running over the various fabrics before she stopped in the silks. She bit her lip a bit as she debated on the color for the night; she had worn red the night before so tonight was a black night. Her fingers removed the hanger from the closet and then in one motion the slip was in her hands, she walked to her dresser and pulled out her black lace bra, she laid the bra and the slip out on the bed sinking into a chair, she grabbed a bottle of lotion and began to rub it into her skin, it had a touch of color so she wasn’t so pale. Her hands then closed on her deodorant, she applied that and then pulled on her bra before she pulled on the black silk baby doll, this one much shorter than the one from the night before, it barely covered her ass. She sighed and ran her hands over the clothing, before she adjusted her push up bra, giving her chest the added cup size that her boss loved. She then pulled on the black lace thong that she had bought a few days before. She turned slowly in her floor length mirror before she moved across the worn carpet and once again her eyes searched her closet, her eyes landed on a pair of black stilettos that had been a present for her birthday not three days before. She moved back to the chair and sank into it as she slipped her feet into the heels, doing up the lacing in the front as well as the small zipper on the side, this brought her total height to 5’8 and she silently thanked the gods for 4 inch heels. She looked herself over one more time before she headed for the front room of her tiny apartment, her hands closing on her keys as she pulled her tan trench coat from its peg on the wall next to the door, she slipped her arms into the sleeves of her trench, adjusting her hair and her slip underneath before buttoning it closed, tying the belt about her hips. She picked up her small purse and with her keys still in hand, she stepped out of her front door, locked the wooden door and then headed towards the building she worked in, being careful as she walked through the industrial district. She flipped her keys in her fingers as she came upon the old warehouse that her boss had bought several years before. She unlocked the club's security door, pausing to look up at the sign that read "C & F Nightclub". Yeah, she was sure she hated this place, but then again they pay was nice and well if she had problem customers she only ever had a problem with them once.  She shuddered a bit before she stepped through the security door. She looked around for a moment as she took a deep breath, the entryway smelled like leather with a hint of organic cleaning supplies. The walls in the entryway were lined with mirrors and the floor was a white and black checkered lights. The walls made the hallway look longer than it was and then at the end of the hall she began to move down the spiral staircase towards the main room. Here the black and white lights were in bigger squares, and the walls were not as mirrored but there were large mirrors placed strategically around the room so that she could see the entire club from behind the bar. She moved into the back room, through another heavily reinforced door. She hung up her coat and kicked off her heels before she headed back out, her boss could bitch all he wanted she was not wearing those damn things all night, she loved them but they killed her feet. The cleaning crew had made the slaughter from last night non-existent, and the smell of the organic cleaning supplies was almost welcome as she remembered the night before, she had felt bad for the group of tourists, but she had warned them to leave early. She smiled and looked around no matter what happened here it was still one of the only places that she felt safe from the monsters of the night, as she thought about that she had to laugh, how ironic that she should feel safe in a nightclub run by those very same monsters. Behind her floated a small glowing "H" that was a deep crimson in color and had a little silver heart hanging from the middle of the "H" marking her as a Human, and one that belonged to the bar, as in she was off limits for either ravaging or feeding off of. Unless that person had permission from the owner, and RJ was not keen on giving his permission. She had restocked the glow sticks under the bar. Green for Food and White for those that weren’t. She was not sure she liked the glow stick idea but it had helped cure some of the issues of everyone in the club getting eaten after 1:30am, yep that was feeding time all the reinforced doors would be locked and no one was allowed in or out until well after 2 am. The ignorant humans who wandered in here almost never lasted the night. The ones who came here of their own free will, usually came under the protection of one of the more dangerous monsters.  She looked around again picked up a rag and began to wipe down the bar, not that it needed it but she loved doing it anyway, then she leaned over, and kicked on the power to the speakers and the lights, smiling as the familiar thrum filled her veins, she was finally starting to feel alive again, considering what would happen tonight it was ironic that this place made her feel alive. Her fingers hesitating on the dial, as she listened to the words of the song before turning up the music as the bass line picked up. Then she began, the almost too long, wait for sunset. ~ She had been passing out glow sticks left and right as well as making drinks and manning the music. She was going to have to talk to RJ, she needed help behind the bar. She noticed that the twin telepaths at the front door were still as good as ever at marking her targets. The sea of symbols marked their owners, W's for were’s, regardless of their final form, S she assumed was for shape shifters, H, as always for Humans, and seeing as RJ and the twins held vampires as some sort of joke, little glasses of red wine for the vampires. Of course the array of symbols also came in a variety of colors, the deeper and darker the color the more dangerous the creature was. Those were the ones that knew not to give her any trouble and she was grateful as her own H over the years had begun to turn that deeper and darker color that it sported today. She noticed a small group of brightly colored H’s heading for the bar and she shuddered, yep they were food, small and easily breakable food… the kind her “normal” cliental liked to “share” most of the time what was left of their soft bodies were hunks of flesh and bone that were most of the time, unrecognizable. Her fingers hesitated over the white glow sticks. Maybe tonight she could change at least one of their fates. And then she heard his voice in her head, and her hand shifted and with a soft sigh she picked up a handful of green glow sticks as the girls approached the bar. She handed them the glow sticks and spoke- Keep these close to you and don’t lose them. She slipped out from behind the bar to go have a smoke, leaving one of her Vampire co-workers in charge. Her hands fumbled with her coat, before she pulled the crushed pack from her pocket as well as a lighter, she headed for the smoking lounge before she lit up resting against one of the walls.