A drink would do you good (Peyton :))

[william]

Okay this is it, thought William while the witch/darklighter strolled the streets of San Francisco, wearing a black tanktop and a pair of dark blue jeans, his hair left shaggy and in his pocket he had a pack of cigarrettes. In his mind some thoughts raced, as he pondered what to do. He continued to walk on even after he bumped into people and he didn't seem to care at all. I need a good fuckin' tattoo and no more hiding it. I know what I want-a pentagram with flames on each side of it, as if it was on fire. Kind of like the triquetra with flames I saw once on the computer at my house. Oh yes, just like that but with the five pointed star. What a good way than to have something that has been in my family for generations? Only difference is the flames. I thought it would look pretty fuckin' cool but first a drink would do me good as well. He spotted the nightclub P3 which he had heard of from the internet and a smile flashed on his face, not the kind that you'd see when he is happy but the kind that would tell you he's thinking of something really good. Yeah I'll go to this one. And so he entered, brushing past the long line, and the bouncers who had turned to see him walk in, and then down the stairs towards the main bar. There, he approached the bar and sat down in front of it snapping his fingers at the bartender and told them what he wants to drink. At the same time the bouncer who had spotted him walked down towards him but then as William turned around to see him, he glared at him and then got up. The clever witch/darklighter flashed an ID which is fake of course but like the bouncer would notice and showed him the ID. "I was told I could go in. The owner knows me and no I don't think they told you who I am," he lied of course he would know it works and so the bouncer nodded. Yep it works. "Have a nice time here but next time wait in line," the bouncer said. William stuffed his ID back into his pocket and nodded again. As the bouncer walked away, William flipped up his middle finger at the bouncer's back and then sat back down. He'll definately deal with him later but first, the drink.

[Peyton Halliwell Wyatt]

Peyton decided a bit of blood shed was fun, but hearing that her favorite band was playing no way could she miss it sure she killed a lot of people, but that was not all the fun Peyton could have. Maybe Peyton want to come to her mothers club to make some more people squeal and shriek it was no funny what damage she could do , and top that be a Halliwell. Roaring her Mercedes black car into the parking lot of the club music was blaring from her speakers as a 5'7 figure stepped out of the car. It was night outside so it was perfect evening for a little chaos as she licked her red lips tapping her chin, but long as her other good siblings are not here then things be alright.

Peyton dark hair with red streaks fell down pass her back and she didn't wear to much make up just enough to really darken her eyes. Her attire was a pair of leather pants that fit those well toned thighs, and a strap black laced top that showed a lot of her curves. Knee length boots walked toward the bounce he did not dare ask her for ID remembering what happened last time. "Good boy you learned your lesson" Marilyn Manson New Shit song was playing in the club as each bouncer back off when Peyton entered the P3 club. Bobbing her head some to the music this was perfect as she walked toward the bar her hips moved to the beat.

Hearing the commotion from the man and the bouncer she snickered ordering herself a drink the tender dare not ask her for Id. Watching him flip the bird my the bouncer was not so nice, but sure she could fix it. Turning to look at William. "He is always a prick some of the time, but they know not to even question me. Humans are such idiots playing with them is to boring" Taking her drink she took a few drinks setting it down listening to the music.

[william]

William turned towards the woman but before he speaks, he took his glass and took a sip, his blue eyes watching her as she talked. Then he lowered the glass back onto the counter and gave her a nod of his head, understanding every word. So she's evil, hm? That's good, because if she wasn't he'd have no problem killing her on the spot. "I agree, but sometimes its fun to play with them. Like with the bouncer. He should be lucky enough and count his blessings too that I'm not in the mood to kill him right on the spot, tonight. Maybe once he gets off of work or something, then...maybe." He shrugged his shoulders, his hand still on his glass as he's ready to take another sip. "Maybe, or maybe not, it depends on my mood. But I am here for one thing though." With his free hand he tapped the glass as he now gave her a grin. "A drink. Which is something I'd like to ask you of. Want one? I'll pay, its on me. And oh, I don't think I got your name or I didn't give you mine either but you go first. Tell me yours and I'll tell you mine." Sure he's a little bit flirty right now but who cares, she's a beautiful woman and biggest of all she shares what he does-and that is of havaoc. Or well, maybe she does he'll see. "By the way, by the way you have said 'human', no offense and all, that makes you not totally human? I'm quite interested now." He wondered, what is she? He hoped she's not one of the good Halliwells either because if so he would find himself a place to lure that Halliwell and kill them or just shoot an arrow or something. Or just flip them off too. Yeah, that's better.

OOC: Sorry for the belated reply, is it okays?

[Peyton Halliwell Wyatt]

"I agree, but sometimes its fun to play with them. Like with the bouncer. He should be lucky enough and count his blessings too that I'm not in the mood to kill him right on the spot, tonight. Maybe once he gets off of work or something, then...maybe." Peyton grinned a bit leaning closer to listen to him she was beyond her siblings her personality was so much different always using her looks to lure her victims that is what was so fun. Even William could tell she was no innocent thing, but a cold killer who always liked to very much play with her victims, but kept from trying to murder to many. Peyton was taking in everything about him reading his aura that one thing she could sense, and he was full of surprises that Peyton could tell and not caring she did invade his space some leaning against the bar. He would feel her aura it was intoxicating scent. "He can sometimes be an ass, but he knows not to play with me because I have done something poor man fears me and it is so funny. So you must be new I know everyone here and it seemed you fell off my radar."

Peyton attention was only on William everyone else were sheep who were there for her picking, but somehow this man caught her attention and she wanted to know more. "So, you came here for just a drink or looking for a pretty girl to have fun with that is the real question, but you don't got to answer if it's embarrassing" Was she teasing him maybe yet anything with Peyton was a new surprise never really repeating the same thing twice. "I would like a drink very much get me something good, and you want to know my name, but yet I don't know yours my name is Peyton everyone should fear that name" Chuckles a bit ordering what she wanted as her drink sat on the bar as that cherry played between her lips her eyes never left him. Was she studying him maybe.

[william]

"Yeah, I'm new here," he replied. He gave her a little laugh as he now looked over his shoulder towards the bouncer, before he turned back towards the woman who had just spoke to him. "I think its working, he's over there shaking like a leaf. Maybe after seeing you of course." He looked over his shoulder again, back at the bouncer who had turned his head to keep an eye out on the area after he walked down the steps a few bit and then walked back up. Rather quickly, he noticed. He had seen Peyton. "Maybe both, maybe not, I have to see when the night goes on," he replied back, having understood she was just teasing him. "No, really, just a drink, tonight. And its not embarrassing at all. Why'd you think its embarrassing? Maybe if you asked what underwear am I wearing, then that'd be embarrassing. Don't ask that. Its kind of stupid, don't you think? Anyway. What about yourself, looking out for some guy to have fun with? Or just a drink for yourself?"

William gave her another nod then turned towards the bartender that stood behind the bar and raised his hand. "A Bloody Mary for this lady and make it cold not warm." The bartender nodded then after the bartender-a pretty girl with blond hair and brown eyes-walked off, he turned towards his companion. "Peyton...that's definately a name people should fear. Dangerous yet beautiful. Just like yourself. You do look dangerous." He grinned at her then added, "my name's William. You can call me Wills, Will, W, Rebel just not Billy. I hate that nickname." Yes, William had taken notice of her studying him and of course leaning against the bar and into his space but for some reason he didn't mind. Maybe she is evil just like him. If she is then she wouldn't have to worry, cause again, he's not in the mood for killing or dealing with people that like to cause problems. Just a drink. Nothing else. He hoped that she wouldn't mind.