i've become so numb || [Sebastian]

[Anniese Katherine Tremaine]

The night club was something that stood still during normal business hours, but once the sun went down the people flocked to the door hoping for a chance to make their way into the building that felt as though it were shaking from the bass coming from inside. There were girls dressed in skin tight dresses in every shade found in the rainbow, and guys dressed as though they were hopeful of taking one of the rainbow girls home but that cloud of overpowering cologne wafting to Anniese from where she was walking about ten feet from them told her otherwise. The old blonde vampire loved nights when she saw the line going down the block, that meant that there would be plenty of business, and plenty of hopeless humans willing to walk away with her and never to be missed. It was cruel, but it was the truth and it didn’t phase Anniese. She wasn’t one to kill without reason, but if there were ever a struggle from someone she chose to feed on they’d end up dead in a dumpster on the other side of town.

Her feet clad in a pair of thick black three inch pumps seemed to fall into step with the beat coming from inside. Anniese watched the people in line as she passed them and didn’t bother to give any a second look, but she noticed that not all were human which wasn’t unusual. Some were vampires with their human pets on their arms, and a few werewolves that were easier for her to spot because those were the ones she chose to actively avoid. There were also a few fey, pixies or faeries, she could never tell the difference but they weren’t always high up on her friend list. She had a few regular ‘customers’, for lack of a better term, that she’d grown to tolerate for purely the reason of the profit she was accumulating with their presence but they weren’t creatures that she actively sought out with to fraternize with but they were more acceptable than the wolves, they were never apart of Anniese’s personal clientele.

The blonde walked to the front of the line, her chest length hair had been left to fall loosely down her shoulders in polished waves. The cornflower locks contrasted greatly against the black leather jacket that fit snuggly against her body and only was long enough to cover her chest before it was cut off to expose the tightly fitted tube dress that was a shade that could have been considered fire-engine red and paired almost identically to the shade her lips were pained that night. Her green eyes looked bright and vivid against the smokey colors her eyes were surrounded with, and they smiled at the bouncer at the door who let her in without a second glance. Anniese and her girls were known quite well among these parts, and with that came a sort of privilege to some extent in certain places not to mention the vampire men that guarded her and her girls.

Anniese Katherine Tremaine had been in this business a lot longer than most of the girls that worked for her had even been alive, and in her opinion she was damn good at it too. Most of the time she was all business with the men that hired her for her services, fitting into the role in both attire and the personalities they craved for which left her a mystery to an extent. This business didn’t really allow for people to see her as she really was, and if she really stopped to think about it she wasn’t entirely positive who that was anymore. But hey, the money was good and that was really all she needed, at least for now and tonight was a night that she had high hopes for after seeing the crowd outside and was solidified once she saw how packed the inside was.

Weaseling her way swiftly through the crowd of bodies she dropped her coat off at the coat check and handed the small meek looking girl with mousey brown hair a ten dollar bill from her dress as a tip and replaced the money with the slip of paper to reclaim it later. “I need a drink…”She spoke quietly to herself, the first drink of the night was always necessary to kick off her night and with that she moved to a bar on the main floor of the club where the tender behind it was a tall and muscular guy with an arm covered with black ink in a design that she had no desire to try and decipher. He was attractive though and human, but Anniese could never deny someone like him having a beautiful face. She leaned up against the bar, resting both elbows on the cool countertop and a smirk quickly found it’s way to her lips. “I’m surprised you don’t have my drink waiting by now.” She teased the bartender who smirked and shook his head and after a mere moment handed her the sleek shaped glass. "Touche." Anniese couldn’t help but lick her lips. She had not been smart that night, not having fed before she went anywhere. Pouting to herself she turned her back to him, sat herself up on a barstool and after crossing her legs to took a quick sip of her drink. Bring on the night…Anniese thought to herself and sighed.

[Sebastian Nicolas Moretti]

Sebastian had been working for at least two hours. He usually came in early to oversee the line as he steadily grew outside, awaiting the doors to the club to finally open. The club was a place for anyone to come and lose themselves in all the intricate matters lying just beyond the doors. There were drugs, pedaled by the strong-willed drug ring, always Juliette’s people since it was her turf, sometimes even honored with her presence for the night. Sebastian usually steered clear of her as they’d once had their fling and let it run its course before deciding to be done with one another. He usually offered his services to her out of courtesy and respect but left it to that. Most of the time she refused since she picked her own guards and her patsies guards as well. Tonight, she wasn’t in the club, but three of her people were there, passing various drugs to occupants for a small fee. It wasn’t unusual for there to be such upfront sales in the club since the old sheriff had never bothered messing with them and since the new one wasn’t well adjusted enough. The vampires were smart and had him watched since he was not cooperative or easily manipulated. The club had procedures and protections in place should there be a raid of any kind. Security was tight and everybody knew the exit points should they need to leave.

Sebastian walked casually through hordes of humans and various supernatural creatures who danced, writhed, and moved in disgusting ways. Every single being usually thought they were sexy but the attractiveness stopped at the thought and didn’t seem to make it to their outward attempts. None of them really interested him. Most things didn’t. He was a hard sale and had peculiar and specific tastes. He was also extremely professional. He did his job and he did it very well. He was stealth and darkness until he needed to be the upfront muscle and then he could slip quickly out of any shadow and pound someone in the blink of an eye. He was so effective in appearance and demeanor that he could often defuse a situation without having to life a finger. Tonight, the atmosphere of the club seemed to pulse with the promise of danger and Sebastian welcomed it. He needed an outlet to let out his need to inflict pain. Doing it for the sake of the girls just made it seem worthy and honorable instead of as a fulfillment of his twisted needs.

The night had only produced two fights which he quickly helped break up and a handful of inebriated or drugged people passing out. The service of the club was very efficient and made sure those people were quickly dealt with in whatever manner was needed for the situation. The club even offered free assistance home for those who couldn’t make it through the evening.

When Anniese arrived, a wicked grin spread on Sebastian’s face and darkened his features. They had a very strained sort of friendship. But even then, Sebastian found it to be extremely entertaining. They both managed quite easily to get under each other’s skin while remaining partners and colleagues in a way. He was not her lackey, but he did work with her to protect her girls. She also was included in his protection, especially as he saw her as a sort of friend – at least the kind that Sebastian had which weren’t the usual kind. They both got something out of the deal. He protected all the girls, included Anniese, and sometimes he received benefits by spending a night with one. As of yet, Sebastian had never successfully gotten Anniese into bed but he could imagine what she was like. He didn’t exactly go after the idea, knowing that it could cross a boundary, but he did sometimes wonder what it would really be like. She was a beautiful woman – most definitely the most attractive of any of the escorts, and probably the most attractive woman he’d met in Dorrington or California in years. She also knew how to take crap and retaliate just as quickly. Her wit was one of the things that Sebastian found most entertaining about her.

When she made her way to the bar, he only watched, while slowly making his way there as well, but in a more easy fashion than she seemed able to. Most people naturally moved out of his way to let him pass since nobody wanted to mess with him. When he got there, he heard her order her drink and then he grinned. When she turned around, he moved into the area behind the bar, only getting a glance from the bartender who he was on very good terms with. He smirked as he stood back there, making himself look busy enough not to be bothered but also to not look out of place. “Next drink is on me, Anna.” He knew she hated when he called her that, and that was exactly why he did it. He loved that he was able to sneak up on her and catch her off guard. She was so fun to toy with. He looked through the bottles of liquor and found what he was looking for as he started quickly pouring different things into the metal mixer and then returned the bottles to their places and shook his concoction. He poured it into two tall dark glasses and slid one across the way to her.

“My own special recipe.” He’d actually added some blood from a blood bag, in the hidden cooler behind the bar and winked at her. He picked up his own glass and held it in the air for a second in toast form and then took it to his lips. He only too a sip before sitting it back down on the bar counter. “I didn’t think you were working tonight. If you are, how about me as a customer?” His smirk was wide as he teased her. He knew very well that one of the last things she wanted to do was to give Sebastian the satisfaction. His teasing was partly a true question but since he knew her so well, he didn’t expect a yes at all. He just liked getting a rise out of her and that was what he intended to do. If he took up too much of her time and scared of a client then he’d make it up to her by paying her what she would have made. He usually did when he took up her time, even though he did it in a way that didn’t make him seem so generous and kind about it.


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Status: Complete!
Notes: asdfjkl; I don't even know. xD But perfect gif is perfect? And I swear this'll get better, dear <3
Tag: Ann <3