Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2013 18:26:21 GMT -8
Flowers of a deep violet color in a garland were placed on a light blue wall, parallel to where Sin was seated in a bar stool. Sin was a normal in this bar, the lights that flashed bright neon colors danced across every wall did not catch his attention at all. The cheap garlands strewn across the 4 walls of the room in which he was in would light up every now and again from the flashing LED lights that were scattered along the ceiling. Behind Sin there was a platform set up for karaoke, and currently dancing to the music and dreadfully singing was a blonde hair Michelle Pfeiffer look alike.
Sin like the set up of this place, it was a New York dance club called Get Away. The name was something he found ironic, it was what Sin was doing, getting away. Sin found it a good place to find a fun time. He normally would be setting his sights on his main goal, which was to find a way to stop the impending war from happening. But currently Sin was tired of the dead ends he was finding. Sin needed some time to collect his thoughts and have some enjoyment of his own.
Sin took his eyes off the garland of fake flowers, while his eyes adjusted he swept them through the crowd. Noticing that it was as usual a busy night for the club. Get Away had originally been a Bar and Grill, but had been recently converted to what it was currently, a dance club that only allowed you in if you were above the age of 18. Since it also had drinks being served you had your I.D checked at the door. If you were under the age of 21 you were given a lime green wrist band. If spotted in the club without this wrist band and not above the age of 21 you would be asked to leave.
Sin eyed his wrist band, his I.D was fake but it still did not show him as being above the drinking age. He had to be careful with his identity, he was never into being publicly known, nor did he actually like to drink anyways.
Taking a drink from his glass of some off brand soda pop, he looked up once more into the crowd. Sin would enjoy tonight, maybe make an appearance on the dance floor, Sin did occasionally find someone who had information on what was going on between the Camps. Demigods were always easy to spot, Sin would be able to find them.
Sin like the set up of this place, it was a New York dance club called Get Away. The name was something he found ironic, it was what Sin was doing, getting away. Sin found it a good place to find a fun time. He normally would be setting his sights on his main goal, which was to find a way to stop the impending war from happening. But currently Sin was tired of the dead ends he was finding. Sin needed some time to collect his thoughts and have some enjoyment of his own.
Sin took his eyes off the garland of fake flowers, while his eyes adjusted he swept them through the crowd. Noticing that it was as usual a busy night for the club. Get Away had originally been a Bar and Grill, but had been recently converted to what it was currently, a dance club that only allowed you in if you were above the age of 18. Since it also had drinks being served you had your I.D checked at the door. If you were under the age of 21 you were given a lime green wrist band. If spotted in the club without this wrist band and not above the age of 21 you would be asked to leave.
Sin eyed his wrist band, his I.D was fake but it still did not show him as being above the drinking age. He had to be careful with his identity, he was never into being publicly known, nor did he actually like to drink anyways.
Taking a drink from his glass of some off brand soda pop, he looked up once more into the crowd. Sin would enjoy tonight, maybe make an appearance on the dance floor, Sin did occasionally find someone who had information on what was going on between the Camps. Demigods were always easy to spot, Sin would be able to find them.