![]() Isaac looked back down to the bar in front of him and over to the scantily clad demon pouring drinks. But, search as he might, nothing came to mind. Had he insulted her? Stole from her? Stolen her boyfriend? Her dad? Both? Isaac searched his admittedly fuzzy memory for any familiar recollections involving this towering mass of red muscle he found himself on the bad side of. Isaac stared up at the demoness, wondering what he had done to this particularly sinewy and slightly sadistic looking individual that would warrant such an aggressive approach. Either way, she was sure he wasn't planning on leaving anytime soon. Calendar was slightly taken aback by the sight and tightened her grip, ready for him to make a run for it or, even better, put up a fight. His eyes were a shining and florescent blue, glowing so brightly it made the neon lights in the club seem dull by comparison. After a few moments spent with Calendar’s fingers on his collar, he took a shot from a pile sitting in front of him, and looked over his shoulder. His shoulders slumped beside him and he let out a light sigh. "You," she shouted over the music with a smirk on her face, "You're coming with me." Standing behind the man she laid a firm grip on his shoulder and glared down at him with a fiery expression. She pushed the remainder of the crowd aside to meet him at the bar. But of course to Calendar, that was exactly what she was looking for. It was like he had been plucked right out of the middle of Vegas and hadn't even noticed the biblical lack of decency that was now surrounding him. Sitting at the bar was a rather peculiar sight a human dressed in a black hoodie and jeans. A cacophony of all sorts of demons were enjoying every moment of the deep haze of pleasure that came with such an establishment, but what she was after was something a bit different.Ĭalendar had begun shoving through the crowd of various fuckubi before she spotted what she had been looking for all night. Stains don't come out easy after a night in one of these clubs. Most were naked, a lot were probably not far off, and some likely would've been better off if they were. Well, 'had to' might be a bit misleading but heads were definitely busted and she got the leads she needed.Ĭalendar stepped into the club and peered through the fog of body heat and aerosolised sweat, scanning the crowd for her mark. Though, she had to bust a few heads along her way of course. But she was the only one qualified to search among the dregs of Undervegas and follow the trail of the target. Normally she'd be protecting Director House's ass from some outside threat or, more expectedly, himself. She came here to do a job and that's what she intended to do. Typically people tend not to dance horizontally. Or, at the very least what looked like dancing at first glance. ![]() Bright colours flashed over the Lust demons littering the the dance floor, dancing in piles of hedonistic pleasure as was to be expected. Agent Calender straightened her jacket and took care not to step on the crumpled bouncer on the floor as she entered the club. The doors to the club swung open against the walls with a loud bang, barely audible over the intense rave music filling the neon lit room.
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