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It hadn’t been that long since she had confessed her feelings for Kale. And was turned down…

Rocky had left in a hurry, before Kale could say anything else. He already had someone. A mortal to boot. Was she not good enough? Rocky had known Kale a long time and the werewolf situation had stirred up feelings the orange haired vampire didn’t even know she had.

Maybe it was just an in the moment thing. But then why did she feel so aweful about it?

She had made her way back to the city. Where she would go she had no idea. Maybe that new club that just opened up. Perhaps she could find someone who would take her mind off of Kale. It’s not like she had gotten any interest from anywhere else.

After a time she finally found it. It seemed rather busy but that was fine for her. That just meant more options. She made her way inside, stopping in the entryway to scan the room. Definitely busy. The Gangrel made her way to the bar and slid onto a stool. Ordering a drink from the nearby bartender. Her head turned just slightly, gold cat like eyes narrowing just a bit. There seemed to be a lot of dogs around here. Rocky wondered what that was all about. But the thought was quickly chased away when the bartended returned with her beer.

Rocky took a nice long drink.

She had glanced at him out of the corner of her eye when he approached the bar next to her. Obviously one of those who was hanging around the joint. Although being an Elder she didn’t recognized him as one of her own clan. Rocky had never met him before or even seen him around. Unless he was like super new.

s**t, she was really failing at this Elder thing. Why had she left him talk her into it, oh right.

How did he even see with all that hair hanging in his face? If he were attacked would he even know where the threat was at? Such a liability. But she had to admit that it meant a certain….charm. Rocky sniffed once when he tipped his glass in her direction. “Whatever you say, pup.” Her voice was smokey with the smallest hint of an edge to it.

He smelt different. Way different than Kale but then the other elder was more bird like than cat or dog. Not like them. Finishing her first drink she ordered another, lifting two fingers before pointing at her glass as she caught the bartender’s eye. An orange claw tapping against the rim of her empty glass. The female glanced at him again, ok the hair was kind of cute she had to admit, but why let it hang in his face all the time? Not like she was going to ask, she didn’t have that kind of familiarity with him.

Of course, cute was just scratching the surface. She could appreciate his larger frame and that tight black shirt that clung to his form. No, no. She was here to drown her sorrows. Ok, maybe not sorrows she was more angry than upset. There was no point in getting distracted from what she had ultimately come here to do.

Obviously he wasn’t just going to up and leave. He didn’t look like a bouncer but for some reason she got the distinct feeling he was watching her. She hasn’t come here to start anything, she’d come to forget. Maybe drown in a few dozen beers and go home with someone. Anyone that might want her. To be honest she didn’t feel all that wanted at the moment anyhow.

An ear twitched at his low chuckle. Either he was really dumb and that fluff wasn’t just on the outside or he just didn’t care. When her next beer came she sipped at it, holding the top of the glass with her claws as she drank. “Who wants to know and why?” Gold eyes lidded halfway as she settled her glass back onto the bar. “Looking for a good time big boy?” A single claw came away from her glass and ran down his arm. “I doubt you could keep up even if you tried.” Turning her head to regard him fully now, her pupils narrowed to thin slits.

This male would do one of two things. He would either retreat or he was such a fluff brain he’d think she were serious. Maybe she was, maybe she wasn’t. There was only one way to find out. However it played out perhaps she would just go with the flow. It’s not like she had anything else do at this point in time. She had been contemplating her role among other things. Why was she even here?

Turning back to her drink she tapped a claw against the glass again. “If you must know no I’m not waiting for anyone. In fact since you asked I’m trying to forget about someone if you don’t mind.” She sounded more sour than she felt she had any right to be. It was her own fault anyway. Time wasted. For what? Nothing.

Some males found her forwardness quite intimidating. They could dish it out but taking it was another story. They’d try and corner you but once you gave it right back they turned tail and ran. Her small size tended to throw them for a loops There just was something about this male that was different. Rocky wasn’t sure what it was just yet.

Her lips pursed and she turned on the bar stool so that her elbows could rest back on the bar. “Not against it Hm?” The orange haired vampire gave a mild shrug. “You’re right, no better way. Ok, Beau I’m game.” A small fang slipped from beneath her upper lip as a smirk played upon her lips. “Are you sure your other puppy pals won’t mind you leaving?” She jerked her chin towards the group that smelt similar to him killing about like they were some kind of security detail. “Or are you a big enough dog they won’t care?”

Downing her second beer Rocky finished it off before settling the glass down a bit harshly so it this against the bar. “The names Rocky.” She didn’t care weather or not he knew her name, likely if she stayed away from here she might never see him again. That was fine. ******** it.

Pushing herself up off the bar stool she locked a hip to the side. “Are you comin’? Or were you just all talk?”

Rocky shot one singular gold glance back over her shoulder to make sure he was following. She had to admit he just might make her forget but talk was cheap. Rocky was a vampire of action. The show me kind of gal. And he had better show her a real good time, the Elder hated wasting time for something sub par.

She had wasted enough waiting around. It was time to move on. If he couldn’t see she was a catch than she’d find someone who did. Kale wasn’t the only piece of a** in town.

The cold night air banished those thoughts away with a quickness as she instinctively slipped her hands into the pockets of her leather jacket as she waited for him to join her outside the bar. The cold didn’t bother her in the least. That’s what a thick coat of fur was for.

“Mine.” Whatever hole in the wall Rinko sink apartment he was thinking about taking her wouldn’t do. Now, the place she had in mind wasn’t exactly hers. It belonged to some stuffed shirt Ventrue who would remain nameless. Rocky knew there was more booze there as well so she could drink what she wanted. Not like it would be missed.

She linked an arm with him and turned left from the bar. Making her way down the street. It wasn’t super far but it was still a little bit of a walk. Her eyes flashed in the low light as her pupils expanded drawing in as much light as they could on this moonlit night. “So what are you like security or somethin’? Seems kinda boring to me standing around all night.” Rocky was just curious. It’s not like she wanted to get to know him or anything like that.

“Seemed kinda boring, just standing around like that.” The club had been rather empty when she was there. There were probably just as many patrons there as were him and his friends. For such a chill place there sure was a lot of security. But then again it had been her first time there so maybe she just came in on a slow night. Maybe she’d go back on another night.

But that was something for another night.

“You’d be right, I don’t spent much time in the city. As for what I do…” she was an Elder, she did Elder things. But sometimes vampires got a little weird whe. They found out her rank. “Ohhh a little bit of this a little bit of that.”

She continued to guide him along the street towards the haven. Soon they’d be there and she could get another drink. And then they could get to the real reason they were there. Rocky would regret nothing, she deserved this. A strong male who just might give her a thrill.

Just as she thought. She had come in on a zuper slow day. There might be more excitement on another day. But it was hard to tell which day that would be. And if he could just up and cut them yea it was definitely a slow day. Too bad, Rocky would have loved to watch some nimrods get into it and get their asses thrown out.

But then again, if it had been busier maybe she wouldn’t have run into Beau. And then where would she be? Not here at least.

Rocky picked up on the sudden change in the air around him. What was that? Was he being protective of her? A smirk played across her black painted lips. It was kind of cute, not that she couldn’t hold her own if something happened. s**t, she had come face to face with a werewolf and survived.

“Always.” Being an Elder had its perks and challenges. Right now the perks weren’t all that great but maybe one day. Maybe taking the tank would be fruitful for her. “When you’re an elder you get all the fun jobs.” Her tail swayed slowly back and forth, the feel of his fingers stroking her arm brought forth another smirk. Gold eyes glinting in the lamp light of the street lights.

They rounded a corner and Rocky stopped to point at an apartment building about half way down the block. “There it is.” She started walking again, the sooner they got there the sooner they could get down to real business. Hopefully the actual aven owner wasn’t home. But they had never been whenever Rocky crashed there.

If he didn’t ask she wasn’t going to tell. Let him sit on whatever information he might glean from her words. Rocky wasn’t one to hide her status but she also wasn’t one who went around flaunting it. Not like she was anything special. The whole reason she took the offer was because there was no one else to fill the roll. She could keep up with even the largest of males when it came to the clan and she would rub it in their noses if she so fancied.

A smirk of her own free at his words and she clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. “I’m a show me kind of gal. Don’t tell me, show me.” Her smirk only grew wider, curling the corners of her black lips and golden cat eyrs glinting dangerously. Almost predatory.

Hey, if he was eager to please then she’d let him. Rocky never said no to a good time. Well, maybe depending on what or who the good time was.

As they reached the apartment building she guided them through the front door into the small lobby where a set of stairs leading up and down lay before them. “We’re going up. We’ve got top floor accommodations thanks to a wealthy Ventrue benefactor who may or may not know I know of this place.