I don't get it [NIGHT&OPEN]

[Arcane Foxley]

The superman alarm clock rang out through the room causing a stir from the bed of a werecat named Arcane. Groaning the teenager hit the snooze button a hoped and prayed for at least ten more minutes, well at least it would have stopped if his hand actually touched it. Instead his prized possession fell from its perch upon the nightstand and he sighed. His body protested as his mind told him that the sun had not gone down all the way but he had to do something about the stupid alarm. Leaning over the edge of the bed Arcane opened his blue-green eyes and frowned. The arm of the Superman had fallen off. Sighing he picked up the pieces and set them back in their place; today was going to be a long day.

After a shower Arcane trudged to his closet to see what he'd wear tonight. He'd been invited to the art institute for a special Marvel party honoring the company's birthday. It had come to a surprise to him to even be invited since he'd only just befriended a Blue Vampyre that was an art critic. Pleased with his garb of a black and grey suit Arcane shot himself a smile in the mirror and left his dorm. If there was anything in the world worth living for it was parties. Everyone thought that just because he was quiet and didn't say much that he didn't go to parties but he did, they were usually just ones where no one knew him.

When he was sure no one was looking the werecat escaped the clutches of COH and made his was to the institute. Man this was going to be fun, his friend had chosen him as the musical guest and of course he'd said yes. The music was going to be nice especially since it was a light Frank Sinatra and Michael Buble playlist. As he dawned the steps of the building Arcane couldn't help but notice a pretty black and white haired woman. Tipping his hat a little Arcane put on his best smile and walked over to her.

"Hey there ma'am, you here for the birthday party?" he asked hoping his Australasian accent didn't get in the way of his words.

[Night Tenjo]

Night was still trying to figure out why she agreed to go to this party. Superheros weren't her thing. Marvel was ok but not really her thing. Allison had forced her to go buy something pretty and fancy though if given the choice she'd probably just go in leather pants and a lace corset. Then again if given the choice she wouldn't go but it was Alex's party and if it wasn't for him allison would have driven Night mad. Well madder than she was. Her french best friend and her british pen pal were a great couple. Brought out the best in each other while complimenting the worst. She was grateful to the blond brit and loved them both dearly. And she would, as much as she didn't care to, she'd dress up.

"Why must we go dressed in fancy clothes? Wouldn't costumes be better... I have the perfect Halle Berry catwoman costume..." Wonder what Shay would think if I showed up in his room dressed like that?. She mused to herself. She was putting on a fitted floor lenght dress that had no sleeves and a black collar no back and the right side had a slit from her mid thigh to the floor. She had three inch heels. Night lifted her foot to stay on the bed as she slid her speciallized garter up to her thigh just barely out of sight due to the dresses slit. "Never leave home without them..."

Night exited her apartment staring at her helmet as she did. Night wanted to take the bike but in this dress the Ferrari was her option if she wanted too drive. The streak haired girl arrived early to help set things up and was annoyed she was dressed as she was. Hair slightly wavy and pinned up. Night heard someone approach her and said something but she just nodded.

[Arcane Foxley]

Taking in all of the woman Arcane licked his lips and smiled as she nodded to his question. He caught a glance of her garter as she stood there in the light of the moon. Her eye were a color he'd never seen before and it interested him, silver? It accented the white streak in her hair making it look like she'd planned it. Maybe she had maybe she hadn't, it didn't bother him. He liked it.

Feeling someone walk past behind them Arcane turned a little to see who it was. He watched as the human gave him a dirty look and continued up the stairs. The urge to round house the man overwhelmed him and he growled lowly to free his anger. With a shrug of his shoulders the werecat fledgling dissmised the man and turned back to the woman that stood before him.

"Are you here with someone or are you..." Arcane let his words trail off as a shade of red caught his eye. Cocking his head a little Arcane grinned at the woman who had decided to come as a very sexy Thor. But it was her companion that he laughed at. Next to her was a very over weight man tucked into a small wonder woman costume. So much for that huh? he thought as his eyes flew back to the beauty at hand. Sure the female Thor was fine but the beauty before him was...exotic.

He was sure if she was alone that he could show her a good time and make her laugh. He'd have to ask the band to play something fast if he wanted to do this right. He'd left his room with the intention of getting paid and looking at the marvel art projects but now seeing her made it even better.

"Or are you with someone?" he smiled finally finishing his sentence.

[Night Tenjo]

Night looked around making sure everything was going well. it may be the company's party but Alex is one of the biggest stock owners so its his party too.... Night thought as she felt eyes wandering around her body. She was used to being oggled but this guy passed up the urge to steel some Thor heroine from some comic junking in a wonder woman outfit that looked like he still lived with his parents. She felt his eyes travel around her exposed leg and he mustve seen some of her garter. The streaked haired girl tried not to blush. She had Shay now... right? They kissed, she drank from him and they practically dry humped but were they really together? Were they a they? Night wasn't sure but technically they were trying things they weren't dating yet technically.

"Is that not basically the same thing? If I was with someone they'd be here and if I was here with someone that would generally mean I'm with someone.". She wasn't necessarily playing hard to get or playing at all she merely answered his question with a question without really looking at him.

[Arcane Foxley]

Blush spread through the werecat as she answered his question. Caught in his own world he'd basically asked her the same question twice. Making a mental note to never do that again he sighed inwardly. Only he would make that a mistake that major. But then the thought that she'd never once looked him in the eye crossed his mind.

"Well since your alone," he smiled hoping she'd cut him some slack. It wasn't everyday that a sixteen year old stumbled upon such a beautiful woman, he was bound to mess up. Fumbling with his ciggarette lighter in his pocket cursed in his mind, he was getting nervous.

"You want to accompany me to the party?"

[Night Tenjo]

Night glanced through the wavy strands covering her eyes slightly. "Nervous?". She asked smirking a bit as she turned to looked at him with a hand fidgetting in his pocket. Night moved her leg elegantly as she turned letting the dress surround the other leg and reveal most of her right leg due to the dresses slit. "I really hope it has nothing to do with me... does it?". She asked looking the boy over as he had done to her. Analysing whatever she could to figure him out.

She could tell he was younger and could sense the goddess had marked him. He had the same golden aura Shay had. He's a werecat fledgling. Thinking that Shay came to mind again. What were we? More then aquaintances.... more than buddies... but what did we know about each other...? Is he my consort? Boyfriend? Lover? These thoughts were driving her mad. She had this weird feeling in her gut saying it was cheating but Yami, her darker personality was giving the go for. And she was partially flirting.... flirting? Why I never do this? Its Shay's fault since he came around I'm not as high on defenses. Why do I feel such need for companionship? She felt lost as her darker side tried taking over but she couldn't stop her as she got lost thinking about Seamus McAllister. Nights mind clouded as someone else, as Yami took over. Her white streaks slowly and subtly changed,growing darker turning white to grey to black leaving few strands white.

[Arcane Foxley]

"Nervous," he watched as she moved a lock of hair. "I really hope it has nothing to do with me... does it?".

Retrieving his lighter from his pocket her switched till a blaze came from it, he pulled a ciggerate from behind his ear and lit it. Smoking wasn't something condoned but when he was nervous it helped. Taking a long drag he stepped away incase she didn't like it either, smoking also wasn't something most women found good.

"It has everything to do with you sweetheart." happy he'd chosen the healthy kind Arcane made a mental note to try out the electric ones. He'd started smoking after his uncle died in the car wreck and he'd been trying to break it ever since. Snuffing out the ciggarrette with the toe of his shoe Arcane looked back up to her but his eyes caught the sight of her legs and the cat in went wild.

Okay Superman was one thing but this woman was another and if there was anything he loved in the worlld it was legs. Well boobs too but there was something special about a woman with nice legs. "So will you?...ya' come with me?"

[Night Tenjo]

Night closed her eyes and slowly let her eye lids up as if to tease the boy with her lashes. The silver in her eyes had grown darker, had turned to onyx. Her posture changed from barely interested and teasing to seductive mistress. Her walk sexual, her stride turned to predator of the worst nature. She was a woman and a vampyre, a sexy and deadly combination and the werecat was probably breaking so many rules pursuing her just as another one was.

How many years have you locked me away in the back of your mind? Well its my turn.... Yami was taking over as Night lost herself in the string of overbaring thoughts of the very man that broke her. All of her switches were flipped, all the cheat codes inputted, evrything she worked so hard to lock up... her once high defense were invaded and she'd allowed it. Don't worry... I'll play nice.... The seductive voice rang in her head as Night looked around and only saw fog, she let her guard down to even herself and Yami got out leaving Night in the shadows of her mind.

"Hmmm perhaps..." Yami said licking her lips as she walked toward the werecat. She placed a delicate seeming finger on his shoulder as she circled him, tracing the finger along the back of his neck, the side and around to the front to his chin. "Do you have a name?". She asked playfully sliding her finger toward herself under his chin. "Or has the cat caught his own tongue?"

[Arcane Foxley]

The werecat fledgling kept in a growl as her persona seemed to change, her long lashes framed a pair of silver eyes that seemed to turn to a beautiful dark color. Ignoring the lighter still in his hand his complete attention fell on her change of posture from interested to very interested.

He raised a brow as she walked over to him with swaying hips; his heart thundered as he took all of her in at once. The second she touched him a wave of lust washed over him and he knew he wanted her. She was everything he needed right now, an escape from the darkness of the hell hole that was his life.

Wrapped in the arms over the black and white haired sudectress Arcane shivered a little as the cat inside of him yearned. He was breaking so many rules right now but he didn't care. COH wasn't helping him with his mental problems so he indulged in something else and this just so happened to be one of them.

Chuckling darkly at her second question he gave a quick shake of his head and leaned closer. "It's Arcane and your's ma'lady?"

[Night Tenjo]

Yami leaned closer and whispered into his ear. "Night...". She said blowing into his ears. And started heading away toward the party. Yami knew he'd follow along, knew he wouldn't resist, she was just about every mans dream but she could easily turn into a nightmare. Yami wanted fun, lust and blood. You'd never give into this kind of game now would you? Hehe just sit back and watch Night.... The dark voice said as Night wondered in the darkness.

What are you planning? What about Shay?. She called to Yami in the shadows. He's not here and not my problem... I've got fun to be had right here.... Yami spoke back in the black place they were in. You'll thank me later and if he cared he'd be here.... just think of it as payment for my imprisonment into this place.. Yami thought speaking to Night. The conversation was pretty much done, at least Yami's end of the conversation was done.

Back on the outside Yami was leading Arcane to the party. Tormenting, seducing, luring him toward the party. A thought occured to her if Allison saw the change in hair color and actions. Even her manner of speaking was different from Nights, Allison would notice quickly and would cause a lot of trouble for her. But its not like she could fight her. Yami was vicious when it came to a fight or seductive for that matter. Right now she was more concerned about Night coming back to her senses and control and ruining her fun. More concerned about what to do with her willing victim. "How old are you, kitty cat?". She asked holding her dress up a bit as she walked. "Do you always target older women?"

[Arcane Foxley]

Arcane's smuggish grin grew as she whispered her name in his ear. Night? it was a name that suited her and her color changing hair and eyes. In the back of his mind he heard a small voice tell him to keep his guards up not that he'd let them down. Though she was doing a fine job of capturing his attention and being a distraction there was no way he'd let her see his inner demons.

He chuckled at her asking of his age and wondered if he should tell her the truth. Considering that he would be seventeen in a matter of few months, two to be exact he might as well say he was seventeen.

"Do i usually target older women?" he repeated with a smile. Looking down in her onyx eyes he shrugged. "Only when their as beautiful as you and as for my age i'm seventeen, not that young."

[Night Tenjo]

Yami brushed her finger tips along his jaw. "You shouldn't lie to an older woman." She said teasingly reading the body language of the boy, he's lying... and hiding something... he'll be fun to break into.... Yami looked over the boy assessing his size, strength, and weak points. Never start a game without knowing the points of advantage that decides the winner.

this will be fun... break him... torment him... see how long he can last... this is how you play with prey Night. Make them yours, make them putting in your hands. Use and abuse... hehe.... The darkness surrounding Night echoed the cruel words, encouragingly bad ideas. The dark laugh Yami gave could curdle blood and it did in a fight but the laugh was internal only Night could hear it. stop it Yami! I like Shay... this isn't right!. Night yelled to the shadows of her heart and mind.

Yami's laugh echoed through her mind and even escaped her lips as a dark giggle. A strange sound but still alluring to someone unaware of what exactly and who exactly they were dealing with. "Who invited you here, kitten?". Yami emphasized the demeaning kitten to the werecat fledgling to test his patience, temper, and entire grandeur of mannerisms he had.

[Arcane Foxley]

Her finger tip grazing across his jaw line caused a purr to slip from his lips. She'd caught his lie, how clever. Moving his head a little he kissed the finger and smiled down at her. So maybe he wasn't as good an actor as he'd thought. "Okay almost seventeen." She let out a dark giggle that turned him on a bit but he exchanged telling her that for a raise of an eyebrow.

"A friend of mine, he's an art critic who knew I needed a job." His own words reminded him that he'd be on in a little while and he sighed. He'd have to watch her mingle with others from the stage. He'd completely ignored her pride hurting nickname and tried not to adress it. TRIED.

Pressing a hand to her back he pulled her body a little closer to his andl looked straight into her eyes. "It's cat, love not kitten." his tone had changed completely. The darker side of him had switched on but only for a second.

[Night Tenjo]

Yami listened as he moved closer and put his hand on her back pulling her closer. "Is that so? What's the job?" She asked beneath her breath, forcing him to move closer to hear her. "And I think you'll have to earn the title of cat... kitten... or is it tiger?" She grinned, smoldering, pulling at the boy's pride. Pulling the strings that were his control and pride. Yami enjoyed playing with the strings of those she knew never had a chance to top her. As soon as he decided to pursue her even a little she knew he was hers to play with, hers to ruin, to get inside his head. Not that she needed that. Yami could figure someone out with or without getting into their head. After all the torture she'd endured in the youthful times that were haggard by Night's pain and depression.

Yami was created out of the tragedies in Night's past. Granted she was there before but became solidified, individualized while still tied down to Night's lighter side, Yue. A considerably disturbing creature of painful circumstance and consequence. "Well? What is it? Buss boy? Server? Don't tell me you have to cater to the restrooms? You're dressed to well for such a demeaning job..." She chuckled cruelly. She enjoyed this game. Yami enjoyed the sadistic game she played with possible prey. She was a narcissist who prided on being right, always winning the games she played.

[Arcane Foxley]

"Is that so? What's the job? And I think you'll have to earn the title of cat... kitten... or is it tiger?"

Cocking his head the werecat fledgling smirked as she said this. "Tiger ma 'lady. White tiger." making sure he put an emphasis on tiger he smiled wider. She sure knew how to push his buttons, not that he had a problem with it. He saw it as a game and as a cat at heart he liked play things that could play back.

"Well? What is it? Buss boy? Server? Don't tell me you have to cater to the restrooms? You're dressed to well for such a demeaning job..."

See thats where she wounded his pride. Taking her her into his arms he locked her there, with one hand on the small of her back and the other holding her chin between his thumb and index finger. Anger and lust welled up inside of him as his eyes drilled into hers. Leaning closer till their lips were almost touched he gave another quick shake of the head.

"No love," he grimaced as his accent got in the way and made it sound like he was playing around. "I sing. I'm not a bus boy, nor a server and i'm sure as hell am not someone who caters to the guys in the restroom."