Seth had managed to find a back door, not that it was too much of a chore. It was really simple, to be completely honest. All he had to do was follow the trail of druggies and drunkards that had trickled out of the back door and had wandered off. In the back of his mind, he wondered if he should feel disgust at seeing this when night had only fallen about an hour or so back, but for some unexplainable reason the only thing that he felt was a cold calm to finish the task at hand. Well that and a feeling that he had done this before, but that was preposterous because he would have remembered going to a club before. Right?
When he had reached the door and found that it was locked, he thought that instead of trying to pick a lock without the knowledge of how to do so he should just stake out the door. He decided to do this because of the way that a lot of people had found there way out. He surmised that the most logical thing to do would be to wait for another party-goer to trickle out and then sneak in so he stood next to the entrance of the back door, crossed his arms and waited...and waited...and waited until he thought he was going to completely lose it. It was when he was contemplating testing out his new found super strength on the door that an arguing couple came out.
Not one to tempt fate, Seth immediately slipped in while the couple was distracted with there own problems. When he entered, the club had been as completely transformed from the inside as it was from the outside. While he was looking at the dark room filled with bright strobe lights and people, he was struck with a sense of familiarity at the sight. He saw people of all kind. Men with women, women with women, men with men, and some people were grinding together in groups far greater than the standard two-people couple. He thought that he should feel disgust or shame at seeing some of the things that these people were doing in front of a large crowd, but he couldn't muster any emotion other than indifference and a sort of righteous anger that he should feel something, anything really, but he couldn't so he gave up and focused on scanning the room for the bar or Jack. It didn't matter him how he found Jack as long as he did. In his mind, the temperamental bartender seemed to be his only lifeline.
Finding Jack in this crowd was an impossibility and the bar was on the other side of the dance floor. He thought that it would be a pain to navigate through the crowd, but moved through anyway. For some reason, the clubbers tried to avoid him and he managed to reach the bar with a minimal amount of interaction. When he got there, he was about to ask where to find Jack since the current bartender was not him, but instead exclaimed, "Shit" at the people he saw next to him. The people in question were His and Her Craziness in the flesh.
At his curse, Kane and Katrina Lupe turned to face him. He also noticed that contrary to everyone's beliefs that he had burned Kane to a crisp with his freaky dragon powers, Kane didn't have a scratch on him. This caused him to say, "Your not burned or dead." Kane stared at him or while and when Seth thought he was going to start something, he just turned back around and muttered, "Fire-breathing prick." Katrina said, "What the hell are you doing here? Didn't you go back to Europe?" Seth gave her a blank stare and said, "Europe? Why would I go there?" Then she started laughing.
Seth knew that Katrina was crazy, but he was supposed to be some sort of bad-ass dragon now so with a coldness that he would have never done before, he said, "And just what is it do you find that is so funny?" she stopped and said,"You really don't know anything, do you? I bet you even thought you were some human...Oh my god, you did, didn't you." Kane scoffed and said, "I can't believe I lost to a retard who couldn't even figure out that he's not human." Seth retorted, "It's not my fault that my dad thought it would be better if I didn't know anything." Abruptly shock registered on both their faces and then one thing akin to pity.
Seth didn't want pity from anyone, especially two people-wait make that somethings since they just admitted that they are not human- who he had always considered to be a little more on the crazy side so he said, "Cut the pity-routine because I am not in the mood." Kane said, "Pity-routine? Why the hell would I pity you? It's not my problem that you got your sorry ass sealed and needed a little action to get rid of it?"
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