EA9Sol
For Sanguinius!
Loosely based on a dream I had. A DmC fanfiction.
But, to Lady it was just another night club with a gimmicky name. Blaring music, bad lighting and god awful music made her want to run to the street and head home. But, of course she couldn't. Not when her best friend went through all the trouble of getting them into the club in the first place. Making her second guess their friendship a bit. Was she trying to make her sick?
She let out a bemused sigh that was drowned out by the music. It was only ten and they planned on parting the whole night.
“Lady? Earth to Lady?!” a blonde women sitting next her called.
Lady was snapped out of her thoughts and was brought back to reality. “What?”
The blond let out an exasperated sigh. “Lady, weren't you listing to anything I was saying?”
“Nope!” Lady replied, taking a sip of her Coke and rum. “What was it you were saying, Trish?”
Trish let out another say. “Man you are hopeless. You see that guy over there? He has been staring at you for an hour.”
“Huh? Who?” Lady asked, looking around. Before she could set her bi-colored eyes on the mysterious person an obese man blocked her view.
“Excuse me cutey, would you like to dance with me?” He asked, flashing a smarmy grin. Sweat dripped from his brow and stained his white business shirt, as he cradled a can of Virility in one hand.
Lady gave a side ways pleading stare at Trish. Who in turn raised an eyebrow and shrugged.
“Um, no thanks I’m with someone else.” she coolly said. “Beside, I don’t dance with guys who drink Virility. It dose bad stuff to ya”
Both Lady and Trish burst into a fit of giggles while the man narrowed his eye and balled his hand into a fist.
“Why you stuck up bi.” He began only to be knocked to the floor.
“ Didn't you hear the lady?” a young man said, standing over the body of the obese man. “She doesn't want to be bother?”
Both Lady and Trish looked down and then back at the man who was smiling at them devilishly.
“Are you two all right?” he asked, gray-blue eyes studding Lady and Trish.
“We’re fine, but thanks.” Trish said, matching his smile with her own.
“So, if you don’t mind me asking what are your names?”
Lady was about to say something snide when Trish cut her off. “My name is Trish and her name is Mary, but you can call her Lady.”
Dance With the Devil
Devil’s Dalliance was the night club for the rich, famous, and powerful to get away and let lose. It had only opened a few months ago, but it was pact and with a waiting list filled with the biggest names you can think of.
But, to Lady it was just another night club with a gimmicky name. Blaring music, bad lighting and god awful music made her want to run to the street and head home. But, of course she couldn't. Not when her best friend went through all the trouble of getting them into the club in the first place. Making her second guess their friendship a bit. Was she trying to make her sick?
She let out a bemused sigh that was drowned out by the music. It was only ten and they planned on parting the whole night.
“Lady? Earth to Lady?!” a blonde women sitting next her called.
Lady was snapped out of her thoughts and was brought back to reality. “What?”
The blond let out an exasperated sigh. “Lady, weren't you listing to anything I was saying?”
“Nope!” Lady replied, taking a sip of her Coke and rum. “What was it you were saying, Trish?”
Trish let out another say. “Man you are hopeless. You see that guy over there? He has been staring at you for an hour.”
“Huh? Who?” Lady asked, looking around. Before she could set her bi-colored eyes on the mysterious person an obese man blocked her view.
“Excuse me cutey, would you like to dance with me?” He asked, flashing a smarmy grin. Sweat dripped from his brow and stained his white business shirt, as he cradled a can of Virility in one hand.
Lady gave a side ways pleading stare at Trish. Who in turn raised an eyebrow and shrugged.
“Um, no thanks I’m with someone else.” she coolly said. “Beside, I don’t dance with guys who drink Virility. It dose bad stuff to ya”
Both Lady and Trish burst into a fit of giggles while the man narrowed his eye and balled his hand into a fist.
“Why you stuck up bi.” He began only to be knocked to the floor.
“ Didn't you hear the lady?” a young man said, standing over the body of the obese man. “She doesn't want to be bother?”
Both Lady and Trish looked down and then back at the man who was smiling at them devilishly.
“Are you two all right?” he asked, gray-blue eyes studding Lady and Trish.
“We’re fine, but thanks.” Trish said, matching his smile with her own.
“So, if you don’t mind me asking what are your names?”
Lady was about to say something snide when Trish cut her off. “My name is Trish and her name is Mary, but you can call her Lady.”
“Cool. My name is Dante.”
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Welp, there you go. Sorry if it's not the best. But, I hope you enjoyed it. ;3
