Diplomacy {VAUGHN&EVELYN}

[Jayde Archer]

(I was thinking there would be a few posts before Evelyn made her entrance.)

Jayde was at one of her usual perches on the second floor of her club, looking over the entirety of it, her gray eyes scanning over the bottom floor dancing scene. The place was incredibly crowded tonight and she let a self-pleased smile cross her lips. It always made her warm and fuzzy inside when she saw her club booming with activity. It was a collection of different types of patrons. Some were regulars, coming nearly every night, both vampire and lycan. Some were just exploring the place for the first time, curious as to what all the buzz was about. Others were newly turned immortals, getting a feel for the immortal life - the life of bliss and control. It was glorious to see and Jayde often spent the beginning of her night just overlooking the crowd. A few people would approach her, mostly men hoping to pique her interest. She rarely gave them much more than a smile and a wink. A few she would take to bed, if they proved interesting enough.

"Miss Archer..."

Jayde turned to see one of her loyal bouncers addressing her. She quirked a curious brow at him, wondering what would bring him inside.

"What is it, Cliff?" While her tone was mostly aloof, there a hint of weary concern in her voice.

"There's a human who's poking his nose around the club." Jayde waited for him to elaborate. A human trying to sneak into the club was nothing new. To the everyday human, the club was incredibly exclusive. The waiting list was long and if your name wasn't on it, there was no way of getting in. They would line up around the block, hoping that they would be able to get in. Others tried a more indirect route, trying to find a back entrance. But each entrance and exit was guarded by two very large, very intimidating bouncers. You couldn't bride these bouncers either. It'd been tried numerous times. "We have intel that he's a hunter." The word hunter piqued her interest and a small smirk came across her lips. Or the most part, the club kept a low profile. The fact that it was immortals only wasn't exactly public knowledge, even among hunters. So if one of their investigations brought them here, she had to stomp it dead before it got out.

"Maybe we should accommodate him." She smirked against and Cliff gave her one of his own, knowing full well what she meant. Jayde didn't exactly like hiring new people for exactly that reason. New help took time to learn how to read her and the club. Getting their feat wet was always the most tedious part of the training. She'd been with Cliff for a while now. He was practically her right-hand-man. He knew what she was thinking before she even said it. He nodded with a mischievous look in his eyes before moving away. He spoke into his sleeve to let some of the other bouncers know their required actions. They would bring him into her private room in no time.

Jayde took that time to move the back, the door to her third floor private suite being opened for her by one of the guards. When she got there, she pressed a button and the windows overlooking the club became frosted so that they would have some privacy once he was brought to her. There was a back entrance into her private suite which led outside if ever she needed to make a quick exit. Instead of bringing him through the club, they would bring him through here so it wouldn't attract any unwanted attention.

[Vaughn Logan]

Vaughn sat in the construction yard overlooking Eternity from across the street. He peered down at the club with intent on finding a way inside. Lately reports have been coming in about a club built especially for the Supernatural. Vaughn didn't know if it was true, or just a rumor. He figured he'd be the man for the job, plus he didn't want to jeopardize anyone else.

He jumped down from a metal banister that he stood on and landed on to the dirt floor. Making his way torwards the construction gate, he stopped and reached up towards his communications link. "Hobbs, I'm going on. You know the plan."

Moments later her voice crackled into his ear, "Are you using the equipment?"

"Not this time Hobbs. I don't think that's ready for field testing."

"Suit yourself."

He shut the link off and walked through an opening in the gate and onto the streets. Vaughn ran across at a steady speed, making his way towards the line in the front of the club. He stood there, dressed in a black leather jacket with a dark polo-shirt underneath. Covering his legs were dark styled denim jeans and a pair of black dress shoes on his feet.

A pair of attractive women in front of him turned around, giving Vaughn a seductive look as they exchange fingers, sliding them into each others mouths. They then gave large smiles, revealing their Vampiric fangs that hung in their mouth. Vaughn gave them a smile back, but nothing more. Eventually they got bored and turned around, waiting for the line to move.

Eventually the women in front of him made it inside and Vaughn stood near the bouncer who looked him over with a smug look. Vaughn stared back. "Is there a problem?"

The bouncer gave him a smile and grabbed onto his collar, throwing him into the alley way. Vaughn felt his face bounce off of the cement. He let out a groan in pain and sat up, putting a hand on his face for a moment. He stood and brushed himself off, looking for possible side entrances. Vaughn found side entrances, but two bouncers guarded each door. On one side Vaughn walked up to the bouncers, leaning on the wall in a casual way. "You see, I was looking for the bathroom but ended up finding my way outside. So if you could just..--"

A large black bouncer shoved Vaughn to the side. Vaughn fell backwards against a wall, but then stood and walked it off. He had some paralysis darts on him, but he figured now wouldn't be a good time. He would use those for later in case he made his way inside and something went awry. Vaughn looked around the outside of the building from a sidewalk a safe ways away. On the roof was a small chimney, but too small for anyone to fit through. However there was a balcony with an opened window on the second story.

He knew his best bet was to make his way up the neighboring building to find his way inside. At this point, he kind of wished he had Hobbs' equipment with him (he should listen to her more). Jumping up, he grabbed onto the side-scaffolding of the building next door and climbed his way to the roof. Vaughn let out a deep breath, jumped around a bit and shook his hands and his body. He knew one misstep would end his life. Grabbing hold of an old towel that lay on the ground, Vaughn wrapped it around a powerline that went just a ways above the Eternity second-story balcony. Giving a running jump he hung onto the towel. To his amazement it worked, although as he [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iu88d2WcQF4&feature=player_detailpage#t=48s]glided his way down

[/url]. He looked up, hearing the towel starting to rip. He moved closer towards the second-story balcony, hoping he would make it there before the towel completely ripped through.

Just before he was about to let go and fall onto the balcony, the towel ripped and he nailed his face on the side of the balcony, dangling for a moment before puling himself up. When he reached the top he lay on his back, sighing heavily and grabbing at his face. "Today is not my day."

Vaughn crept his way inside, staying low and quiet. He had the darkness on his side, but the Lycans and Vamps that undoubtedly roamed these halls had scent and speed on theirs. The hallway was dark, quiet, and ominous.

His made his way to an archway overlooking the club floor. He watched the hundreds of people dancing, drinking, laughing, and being all...supernatural. He heard a grunt, and turned. He saw only a large, dark figure standing in front of him, hovering over.

Before he could react, a large boot covered his vision and knocked him out cold on the floor.

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[Vaughn Logan]

((OOC: So yeahhh about this thread <3))