Poison Inferno [ colbers ]

Destiny smiled walking in even pace with her sister, she could feel the eyes the scaned over her and her sibling. Taking care to give her walk alittle sway but not to much she would give a flirty smile to a boy here and there.

"So, what club are we going too?" She asked her sister, feeling proud but not strage at the attetion. She could eaisly tell her sister was having a major glory moment.

"What? Oh, Poison Inferno. It's in Manhattan. Most of the clubs we go to are in Manhattan, Des. I may have grown up in Brooklyn, but Manhattan was my stomping grounds," Grinning evily, Roxanne pulled the keys to her Mustang from her clutch. She hit the unlock button and the car made a noise in response.

"Since it's only eight we'll be going to a normal club first. It's called Ice. It's in Manhattan, too. But it's not a demigod club."

Destiny nodded and hoped into the vechical smoothing her skirt down it wasn't very poofy but it was rather short but not nearly enough to be frowned upon. "Ha, Yea I've noticed." Destiny checked her makeup in the mirror and smiled with please. "Ice? Sounds interesting. You've been?" She asked her sister looking over at her.

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"Ice? It's not too bad. We usually don't see too many mythological creatures. At least not too often," Roxanne peered out her window at her side mirror, wondering if she was going to run anything over in her blind spot. She hoped not. Successfully pulling out in a moment, Roxanne toed the gas as gently as she could to avoid any attention pulling out of the parking lot.

For a demigod parking lot, it had a huge selection of cars. From Kias to Mercedes, Fords to Porsches, it was odd. She'd never really looked, though. So this was the first time she'd ever noticed. Zan was always too busy peeling out of the parking lot to notice other things.

(I revised Des, you look at her? If no then go.))

Destiny looked at her silver colored nails. Looking up after a moment she desided they were flawless. "Ah. No to often ey?" Destiny's bright blue eyes scanned over the parking lot as the pulled out of the parking lot.

Looking over the parking she tried looking for familier vechicles but couldn't really spot them well, she half thought about getting her glasses from her purse but desided agaisn't it. "So any basic rules for tonight at all?" She asked looking back at the dash.

Flicking her blinker on and craning her neck to see the road, she shook her head. "No, what happens in New York stays in New York," she grinned, hitting the gas. The car squealed out of the drive and cruised nicely down the road. Sometimes she almost forgot what a beautiful world outside of camp was. "Hey, let's stop at Starbucks. I definitely want some coffee for tonight." She said, letting an arm fall from ten and two on the wheel.

She reached over and turned on the car's radio. Mumford & Sons The Cave started playing softly from the speakers. She shook her head and changed to the next song on her mix CD. An Adele song was it. "No," she said skipping the song. Coming a particular song called 'Look At Me Now,' by Chris Brown and some other rapping dudes, she decided to leave it on that. She liked the beat to it. It was fancy.

Destiny smiled widely. "Alright, but if you get drunk your arse is getting drug out of New York." Her bright blue eyes were alight as she turned the radio up just alittle louder finding her self tapping her fingers along with the beat she looked out car. "Oh I like coffee. Theres cookies there too." She nodded alittle fast.

Keeping her wheel she tried to push everything from her mind from, any responably, or heavy thoughts she's had. She needed to have fun and she was really hoping she could let loose tonight.

"Yeah," Zan agreed quietly. Lost in her own thoughts, they drove on quietly for about forty minutes when Zan finally exited off the freeway and into the city. Of course, there was tons of traffic. The city smelled like smog, sweat, pee, and stale water. But, it smelled like home to Roxanne. She'd been born and raised in the Brooklyn, but she'd always loved Manhattan.

Right now they were in The Bronx and heading towards Manhattan. Hopefully they'd pick up some rich guys tonight. Manhattan was known for its rich, ritzy guys. Right now Roxanne was wearing a designer outfit, they'd like that.

Destiny sniffed with a sideways sniff. "You know. I'm from New York too, but it's so much different from here." Keeping her eyes peeled to the road. She knew there was diffently some nice guys to pick up around here, but she was slightly worried rather she looked right. Once they got past the traffic she woundered how much longer it'd take.

Destiny nodded and climbed out of the car careful about shutting the door. Streaching her arms over her head the shirt rose up alittle on her belly but went back down as she laid her arms by her side. "No Buffalo actually." She remembered when she was little and the tv got stuck on animal planet. She watched a thing about bufflos and asked her mother if they lived inside bison since it was the same thing.

Walking down the allyway she frowned and looked side to side. "So meet any interesting people lately?" Her topic was rather random as she was looking for something to distract her thoughts. She didn't much like the confided space or the smell but she felt it was better then some places.

Zan snorted. "What in the hell are you talking about, Des? Buffalos? That's a little random. Even for you," she laughed and sauntered out of the alleyway, teetering a bit on her heels. It had been a while since she'd been in the city.

"Well," she started, not sure if she should bring this up, "I did meet this one guy. He's an arrogant butt-face named..." not finishing her sentence, she thought for a moment. 'What was his name?' She thought, frantically searching her mind for the name. "Huh, I guess I didn't catch his name. But, he's tall, handsome, blonde, and you'll know him when you see h-" bumping into someone, Roxanne snapped impatiently, "Watch it!"

((Cue Grant! :D ))

"Ugh! I thought I got rid of you!" She shouted, angrily. She thwacked his chest in annoyance with her beaded shell bag thing. "And my name is Roxanne, pretty-boy," her cheeks were red with color. And not from her makeup either. Walking away from Pretty-boy briskly she shouted over her shoulder, "Come on, Destiny!!"

Grant gave a deep chuckle, his dark eyes sparkling. "Yes, But I found you, my heart follows you." He said sappy like with heafty sarcasim. As she walked off he chased after her and gently grabbed her wrist and spun her around. "But, Sparks, after all daying of thinking about my over whelming beauty don't you wana spend time with me?" He joked and released her wrist from his gentel grip. "By the way, you look much better without being covered in guts."

Destiny watched the extange with a giddy grin. "Wow, I guess this is him." Looking at her sister she winked. "Just how you discribed him." Boucing up and down and able to see the doors right ahead. She looked back and forth. "You know, your busy I'mma go." Destiny ran off and nearly fell threw the doors and disappering.

Before she could get past him, he stuck a large arm out in the door frame stopping her. His lips pulled tight. Leaning down towards her alittle just so he wasn't so far from her and could she her eyes and features more closely he could inhale her sweet tangy smell he recognized as Poison. "Oh really? You weren't."

Sending a glance through the glass door he could see Destiny pointing to several cookies and he raised an eyebrow slightly distracted shaking his head he looked back down to the dark haired girl. "You know, if you'd stop trying to aviod me I might get to show you my more enjoyable side." Standing up straight his pushed a lock of her hair behind her ear and pulled his arm away. "But since your friend there is about to over dose on sugar I'll let you go." He winked at her sweetly and walked away down the street with his aggorent stride.

Don't fret, he will return.

Too stunned to respond, Zan found herself hardly breathing as he came closer and closer to her. And then he was gone. She took a sharp inhale. His smell was so amazing. She took a deep breath of it. Blushing and thinking very girlie thoughts about his butt as he strode away Zan shook her head, rushing into the coffee house. "Destiny!" She hissed.

Detiny turned around with wide guilty eyes, having been watching them through reflective glass eariler. With her eyes large and innocent and a cookie half way to her lips she gave a mumbled sweet, "Yes my dearest sister?" Backing away she was quite stuned that he managed to get such an affect on Roxanne. It was quite impressive and right now she could only hope she remained fazed and desided not to blame her for ditching her with the boy.

Slinking over to her sister, she muttered under her breath, "Let me pay for a coffee and I'll you in a moment," she slid a crispy twenty onto the counter and said, "Caramel macciato with whip and a roasted tomato and mozzarella panini." Turning and winking at Des, her order ready in a few minutes. Her food was slid across the counter to her by a bored looking teenager. He hardly looked older than sixteen or seventeen but too young for her. And mortal.

Slidding into the booth with Des, she unwrapped her panini and slid the extra twelve dollars into the middle of the table. "Feel free to get something to eat if you want. It's the only meal until breakfast tomorrow. Or dinner depending on how late we sleep in tomorrow," she muttered that last part. Taking a bite of her delicious sandwhich, she chewed and thought. 'What was that guy really doing in New York? Was he stalking her? She'd dealt with stalkers before. He didn't look like the other stalker guy, though,' she swallowed.

"That guy was the guy I was telling you about. Except I don't know his name and he calls me Sparks. He's so ... arrogant!" She said, her fingers nonchalantly twisting a strand of her. Her mouth said one thing while her heart and eyes said another.

Destiny watch her sister nearvously then calmed down when she went for food. Taking the money Destiny ordered her self a club sandwhich and a bag of chips. Enjoying her light meal she smiled at her sister. As Roxanne ranted about the guy they had ran into on the street Destiny just giggled alittle.

Feeling the guys at the counters eyes on her she flipped her hair over his shoulder and angled her shoulders alittle most towards him. "You and I both know, that guy was hot." Destiny looked Zan in the eyes for a moment before saying in a very teasing manner. "And I do beilive your mildly attracted to him, and it can't be just his looks."

She ordered a large vanilla cinnomin express latte and the guy handed it to her with a smooth "Here you go." which she bluntly ignored still watching her sister's expression. Then shock lit her face. "YOU DON'T KNOW HIS NAME!?" She hissed loudly utterly shocked anyone would let a guy like that walk away without a name.

Scarfing down the panini and taking occasional sips of the coffee, Roxanne replied with her mouth full, "I never bothered." It was true. She really hadn't care all that much but now she found herself wishing that she had. "He is attractive," she said, a smile forming on her lips. She shook her head and gulped down the rest of the coffee, the caffine rushing through her body like a wave.

Shaking her head at sister's rather dismissing tone of the boy. "You know what he was doing in New York?" She asked as she felt her energy starting to build in her body, trying to bottle it for alittle longer. Her red curls bounced around her shoulders as she turned her head to look out the window then back at Zan.

Zan grinned. She could see the caffeine working its way into her sister's system. She couldn't wait for the results. They'd be absolutely hilarious. "No, it's like the guy was stalking me. It was so odd. He said that his love follows my heart or some weird crap like that," She snorted and rose from her chair, leaving a tip behind on the table. Sure they weren't served, but she liked to leave tips everywhere. Usually they said things like, 'You need a new haircut,' or, 'Try using your manners.'

This time it said, 'Get a haircut, hippie.' Zan began walking over to the door as she called, "Hurry up, Des," she took a drink of her coffee.