Takara sat gingerly at one of the tables in the corner as she surveyed the scene around her. A band was playing on stage, and a popular one by the cheers of the people on the dance floor. It was full of energy- full of wonderful memories yet to be made and friendships growing stronger in the merriment. It was the perfect inspiration for a new set of poems to be added to her up and coming new book, but at the same time she felt a little out of place in such a crowded enviornment. Giving a small sigh, she returned to her journal- jotting down a poem to describe how she felt and then adding the happiness of others into the mix.

Gazing in from the looking glass
to see the festivities have begun,
yet too out of practice even to ask
to join into their fun.
Not out of practice to buy a small drink,
not to enjoy the nice view-
just stuck at society's brink
and too afraid to continue.
But one step forward and one step more
and I find myself feeling strong,
for I have found myself on the dance floor
and miraculously part of the throng.

Placing the notebook down she gulped down the last of her water. Another glance around the room and inspiration has found her again, and with pen at the ready she continued to write what she hoped will end up as another wonderful chapter to a book she hoped many will read.

A female demon by the name of Jade was in the club sitting at the bar. Word in town was a witch with the power over water had arrived and Jade had been eager to make a rise for herself in the Underworld so that power may come in handy. She sat there eyeing out the club looking for a sign of what she had heard the witch looked like.


(Just helping out your RP experience! ^_^)