A typical night within New Orleans where one would find themselves enjoying the night life that the city had to offer. The great snake had found himself within one of the clubs with Pryia, the two of them were total opposites and drew a lot of stares from the various people inside. Caesar's focus was completely upon that sexy Raven on his arm the entire time, they shared some laughs and a couple drinks while they overheard the talk of V being pushed which had both of their interests. The odd couple were always exchanging information with one another as they both had the goal of being ahead of others on their mind. After those drinks and gathering of information they moved onto that dancefloor, no space came inbetween them as his hands were all over Pryia, feet were moving to the beat of the music as well as those strong hips bumping and grinding upon her own. He could feel the heat radiate from her body and he wanted more from her and continued to move knowing her heightened senses enjoyed the way he touched and teased her.
As the song started to come to an end and he was about to get ready to just take Pryia into a dark corner, but that is when the atmosphere of the club took a 180, people were screaming and not acting normal. Caesar looked at Pryia and started to pull his arms from around her right as the music came to a stop, focus was now upon the uproar of events going on as he figured that the V is what was effecting those in question. He looked at Pryia for a moment then turned his attention to someone that was in dire need of help, a heated kiss was shared with her before he pulled back to go help that person out, because truth be told last time he saw someone in help was Pryia's father when he was trying to get his very daughter when she had managed to trap herself in the bottom of a well. Caesar felt bound to help those in need, not asking for any reward or anything else just doing it because it was the right thing to do.
Crazy was not the word. It was beyond crazy. At first the Raven was in seventh heaven. Information was being shared by everyone around her, the more the alcohol flowed, the more people talked. About everything. It was a Corax's dream. When Caesar pulled her to the dance floor, the pair moved like two who knew one another well. That they did. Since catching up with him in New Orleans, they'd spent every available moment together that they weren't making a living.
Now they shared an apartment that took up the entire second story of a building, half was her computer business, half their living quarters. It was not the fanciest life, but it was damned good. This was their night off, their way to let loose and go wild and free. During the dance she was completely fixated on Caesar, moving as he guided, but when the Club erupted, she was kissed, but then taking in everything around her. Corax were not fighters, they were nosy, liked to hear about everything, shared information when it suited them, but they had no leaning toward violence. In fact, they usually fluttered away from it. However, this time, Caesar was helping somebody and despite what others may think, Pryia knew that the man she shared her life with always helped others when he could. It was a trait that was not common to his kind, but it was common to him.
So, she jumped in and helped. She smacked and tugged at those who were hurting the person, then when Caesar had them pulled free, she was forging a path through the crowd to get the person out. Her eyes absorbed everything, memorized faces, gestures and attitudes, but she got them out of there, "Hurry Caesar, the cops are going to be here soon...." at least they could help one person in the madness.
Truth be told he was quite surprised that Pryia helped him out, he wasn't expecting that at all as the two of them assisted the one in trouble. Caesar didn't use his venom on the people just used his brute strength and left people hurt, having the victim in one arm and Pryia in the other moving through the people to get up and out. Caesar had dropped the person off in the front of the club knowing the cops were on their way here. Caesar grabbed Pryia clutching her against him and the agile snake took off running, last thing he needed was to be tossed back in jail for helping someone out.
Caesar had this city mapped out knowing every inch and corner, a quick turn to bring them into an alley Caesar told Pryia to hold on tight. Once she held on he quickly began to use those snake like skills to climb up that wall till they were on the rooftop overlooking the city, sounds and sights of those sirens were coming to that club and yet all he could think about was her safety.
"Are you alright?"
It was all he asked right when they were safe cause there was no way any police were going to be looking on a roof for them because they had bigger things to deal with meaning those that were tripping on V. Pryia was a blessing because of her memory as well as all the information she could gather in a short amount of time. Standing his ground he kept those black/red eyes focused upon her making sure she was okay.
Once on the roof, a while new influx of stimulus had her mind grabbing and memorizing. The sirens, the sounds of yelling, the chaos. She settled next to Caesar and watched it all play out, but then turned to him.
Pryia had a mischevous grin, even when it was just simple amusement. Her nose would quirk, her eyes light up, and her tongue slip between her teeth. She put her arms around his waist, tipped her dark head back to look up into those strange eyes.
"I'm fine, Caesar, not even a bruise." She held to him, her cheek to his chest, and watched the happenings below, before saying anything.
"All that is over vampire blood, it's been everywhere lately. The chatter on the street is that it's making a big splash in the Big Easy, deaths from using it, kids being pulled into the addict circle. It's a very bad scene, baby. I don't think it's one we want anything to do with. I don't even think we could do anything to halt it anyway."
They mostly kept to themselves, kept ahead of the game by gaining info and using it to protect one another. But this time, it was like watching an explosion when V was introduced into the club scene.
"Let's go home...let the humans deal with the humans...." At least that was what she wanted to do, but she knew Caesar may have other ideas.
