- Messages
- 1,126
- OOC First Name
- Cyndi
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single (Looking)
- Age
- 8/2013
Crack. In the darkness of the night, a man exited one of the many alleys that dotted the industrial district of the North Island. He looked both ways as he did, as if he was looking for trouble, but none was to be had. The streets were deserted and the man briefly wondered if he had apparated to the wrong place. Nope, he thought to himself as he passed a sign for Jones Road, the very road he was looking for. Listening carefully, the man could hear a faint bumping in the night. With a smile, his steps quickened as he moved towards the sound. Rounding a final corner, Jeremy Thorne hit a massive line. Leaning against the wall, Jeremy knew that he should have left his house earlier, and he would have to if he hadn't fallen asleep. When he'd finally woken up it was nearing midnight. Luckily, his ability to apparate more than made up for the time he'd wasted. Watching a girl in front of him as she used her phone to call someone, Jeremy wished he had thought to bring his. At least it would've given him something to do while he waited. The line was moving but only inch by inch. At this rate, he wouldn't get in until the place closed...
Nearly an hour later, Jeremy finally stepped through the doors of the club. The music was still pumping and he could feel the bass in his chest. It was an odd feeling. Scanning the area, Jeremy didn't spot any of the people he was supposed to meet up with. Most of them were fellow Healers-in-training, second and third years just like him. The others were friends of his co-workers. Jeremy knew that he should've invited someone, but he'd forgotten. He was pretty sure Faxen would've enjoyed a place like this though. With a final scan, Jeremy headed to the bar to get himself a muggle drink. That was no easy task either, but within a few moments he had managed to push his way to the front and placed his order. As he waited, the guy's blue eyes roamed again, this time falling on his group. They were seated at a private table up on the second floor. Jeremy grinned and saluted the Healer he was closest to, a man by the name of Swann. The group looked to be having a grand time and Jeremy couldn't wait to join them, maybe get some dancing in. It would be good to finally have the chance to just chill out for a few hours. The Healers certainly didn't do that often enough. Grabbing his drink, Jeremy took a couple of careful sips as he made his way up the steps to where the group was seated. He lifted it in a toast to the group as he finally reached them, a broad grin on his face. "Looks like I have some catching up to do" he chuckled as he noticed the table that was littered with empty cups and half filled bottles.
Nearly an hour later, Jeremy finally stepped through the doors of the club. The music was still pumping and he could feel the bass in his chest. It was an odd feeling. Scanning the area, Jeremy didn't spot any of the people he was supposed to meet up with. Most of them were fellow Healers-in-training, second and third years just like him. The others were friends of his co-workers. Jeremy knew that he should've invited someone, but he'd forgotten. He was pretty sure Faxen would've enjoyed a place like this though. With a final scan, Jeremy headed to the bar to get himself a muggle drink. That was no easy task either, but within a few moments he had managed to push his way to the front and placed his order. As he waited, the guy's blue eyes roamed again, this time falling on his group. They were seated at a private table up on the second floor. Jeremy grinned and saluted the Healer he was closest to, a man by the name of Swann. The group looked to be having a grand time and Jeremy couldn't wait to join them, maybe get some dancing in. It would be good to finally have the chance to just chill out for a few hours. The Healers certainly didn't do that often enough. Grabbing his drink, Jeremy took a couple of careful sips as he made his way up the steps to where the group was seated. He lifted it in a toast to the group as he finally reached them, a broad grin on his face. "Looks like I have some catching up to do" he chuckled as he noticed the table that was littered with empty cups and half filled bottles.