Why Bother (Roxanne only)[Language Warning!]

[Grevant]

Arthas, sat, in the back of the club, at a table alone.

It really seems that alot of the women there are attracted to him, many have approached none have actually attracted him.
Sure there were some with model like physiques, but none with what he's looking for.

Help, help to sanity

That's what he's looking for, he needs help.
His past was a hell, but whenever someone brings it up or asks him things, he usually talks like a total ass until they leave.
It's also a oxy-moron, he wants help.. he needs help.
But he can't find that right one to help him change, and in the mean while.. he's just himself to everyone

Yes, I am a jackass,
He thought as the latest female tried to talk.

Nope not interested in you either...


Who's next?

[Roxanne]

The music pumped through her sensitive ears. She could smell and taste the sweat that came with lust and dancing. Her bright yellow pools flickered as they picked up bodies that moved like old film below the flashing lights. Bright, loud colors revealed her appearance to the nearest group of men. They looked desirably at her and sent an obvious invatation to dance.
Who would Roxanne choose? She licked her lips and smirked while she momentarily gazed back at their easy smiles. At the club she could be anyone she wanted. Flicking away the lock of blond that fell on her face she left them. It was way too early to decide who to dance with. There were other males out here. Maybe she would start at the bar?
Roxanne Gibbons was alone tonight. It was the time to pick off a young male. It was the only way to cease the worries and pain in her heart. For she had been feeling lonely the past few days. Thats what she got for living alone. School was a drag, there were barely any werewolves there. And the ones she did happen to meet were to vicious, making her shy away.
Roxanne was pretty right? The guys here looked at her and invited her but why dont the others at school do? And was she a threat? The girls would turn away from her. Roxanne was a shy bitch, not some show off.
Shoving those thoughts away Roxanne sat down at the bar. Her blond locks fell across her face. Fingers ran and dived through it. A sigh escaped her. damn the night was becoming cloudy. The bar tender arrived and asked what she would like. Roxanne ordered it, six shots of it to be percise.
Roxanne rolled her eyes as the bar tender left with odd expression directed at her. Back off she wanted to snarl. Lifting the little clear glass she gazed at it as if Contemplating. But through the bubbles and liquid she saw a guy.
A down looking fellow actually. Roxanne's lip twitched before she swallowed the whole shot. She looked up at the guy and tried with all her might not to glare at him. Why was she suddenly angry at him? She barely knew the guy. Gripping another small cup she swung it to her lips.

[Grevant]

Arthas continued to sit back, then his keen sense of smell picked up something....

He couldn't quite remember what it is, but it was coming from the bar....

The bar..
Who is that...
Arthas, gave a quick glance at her, immediatly attracted to her physique...
And why does she keep glancing at me

While "examining" her with his eyes, Arthas reached over as a lady with a dish holding several beers walked by, and he stole a couple, while slapping her ass with his other hand at the same time.
Then said "thanks babe, I appreciate it."
The lady obviously offended, and pissed off turned and slapped him,
a simple fuck you too, was all Arthas said before she stormed off.
Satisfied with his successful nabbing of beer, and a grab at a piece of ass he then popped open one of the beers with his mouth, began drinking. The noticed..
She's still looking over here...

So very loudly, making sure she could hear atleast, bluntly said:
"What do you want?"

[Roxanne]

Roxanne took another shot until there were only two little bottles left of cool alcohol. She was beginning to slightly glare at the man before her. Ocassionally she would flinch and look around as if not remembering where she was.
And what am I doing here? Roxanne thought miserably. The bar began to shake slightly. Her yellow eyes wavered over to the "guy" again. This time she almost choked on her fifth shot. The "guy" had slapped some lady's buttock. She laughed softly and shakily placed the empty glass down.
He was now coming towards her. He had popped the cap with his teeth. Her sences went on high alert for a moment. No human could do that and not get gums bleeding. She felt her back bristle, what do you want?
Roxanne took her time looking him over and then shrugged reaching over for her sixth shot. She glanced at him over the rim of the glass and said, cant a girl have a look?

[Grevant]

Can't a lady have look, that was very... Different.
Most would turn away...
Especially the way i asked

Finishing one of the beers, extremely fast, he then opened up another.
Once again with his mouth and said:
"Yeah, a lady can. But, what's it take to get you over here to talk?"


I'm still frustrated.. theres something about her scent... something..

What is it...
wait.... wait... wait...
I got it...
He then waited for her response

[Roxanne]

I was a bit busy to talk Roxanne replied almost immidiatly. She set the cup down carefully and gripped the side of the table. Her eyes went out of focus for a second when she gazed at the legs of the people dancing. Her heart was beating faster than usual. She craved the change. What was she a fool? Just a lonely bitch she muttured steadying herself once more and turning cooly back at the guy.
What are you called? Roxanne asked almost slurring. She was too out of it to even know what he was. Human, whatever. Vampire, she'd tear him. Werewolf, well confused.

[Grevant]

Hah, this one looks completely smashed, hah.
And looks confused, oh well.
Let's have some fun...

"The name is Arthas, if you want to know more you'll come sit down right here"
He then patted the seat next to him
" I can get you more drinks if you'd like, it's not that hard."

[Roxanne]

Roxanne listened to him and then watched him mention the seat next to him. Reluctantly she got up and stumpled on over. Sitting promptly she continued to look at the Arthas. She felt miserable. But maybe talking or something would distract her mind.
Gimme another one Roxanne told him lowly.

[Grevant]

"another drink ok"
Just as he had said that, coincedently the same lady was walking again, she must have worked here or something.

But to no avail Arthas went in to make the same move.. this time she held a knife up with her other hand.
"That's it?" Arthas said as he revelead a few guns hidden under his apparel.
Shocked the waitress, or whatever she was, left the beers on the table and went back to her job
Arthas then opened one up, being polite to the lady with a opener and handed it to her
"Here you go, I wouldn't drink much more if I were you though."