Welcome Back...To What? (Open)

[Inora Theos]

A mass of bodies moved around a solitary, stationary figure. Inora swayed slightly but didn't dance the way she used to, she just couldn't anymore. She'd been gone for so long and now that she'd finally come back, all that she'd found was more sadness, more despair, and pain...so much pain from the run home.

She'd come out tonight hoping to just get away for once in her life, to be somebody different. She'd changed so much since she'd been gone, living on her own had caused her to grow up, to stop being so innocent and naive. But she couldn't decide if that was a good thing or not.

Sure she would probably be a better leader for Blackwell now, but did that matter if Adam was back for good?

Sure she wouldn't get hurt by someone the way she was with Logan, but what did that matter if she was so different she couldn't even find it in her to love herself, let alone expect anyone else to?

Inora felt so small, alone in that crowd, no one to help her understand her new self. No one to tell her that everything was going to be okay and that someday the pain she felt from losing her mother, Logan, and Adam would fade away to nothing.

Everything she loved left her, her bandmates had deserted her when they'd discovered what she was, fled in terror from the monster she'd become. Her whole life had been ruined by the stupid acts of a rabid werewolf she just happened to be in love with.

The crowd pressed in closer and Inora looked around slightly shocked. So many people, and she wasn't enjoying it nearly as much as she used to. Music was pumping and she could feel the muscles in her body quivering with the need to dance, but her mind was saying no.

Her head fell forward in despair. Would she ever be the same again?

She doubted it somehow.

[*Litte Snow]

A medium in height girl with red hair and bright blue hues was at the club as well. But she wasnt dancing and she wasnt really talking with anyone either. The seventeen year old couldnt get her mind around things. Her heart wasnt pounding and the fangs she normally hid were only hidden because her mouth was shut. And there was no smile on her face. No laughter and no joy. She was just a wreck of emotions. She had flown back from Greece a little while ago and came here to California. Staying away from Paris and London. Where surely people were still after her head. London held the dangers of Sevanni while Paris held the pack that James belonged to. Ella would bite her head off.

As the music pounded on she bobbed her head slightly and didnt understand why she was here. What did she think one night out in a club would bring her old self back? No. She was on the run and only was renting a small apartment place. Kia would maybe come find her. She was supposed to protect her after all. And Ash.....she had run out so quickly that he may never find her. But maybe that was a good thing. She would put him in danger and she couldnt afford that. She loved him and she couldnt deal with her heart being torn apart twice.

She felt the beat in the music change and almost could hear that pull and whisper once again. The one begging you to dance. The one telling you to just let go. But she growled and balled her hands into fists. She was done with this. This wasnt going to help her. She hated being depressed but there was nothing she could do about it. And her guitar was missing. Probably back in Greece. And she wasnt ever going back there. So she got up from her seat by the bar and headed for the exit. But along the way she was watching her feet and so wasnt paying attention to where her legs were carrying her. She ran into a beautiful blonde girl with sad eyes. She lifted her own gaze to hers and blushed slightly. "Im sorry..." She whispered.

[Inora Theos]

A different song came on through the speakers and Inora was just about to be tempted into dancing when the girl slammed into her. She stumbled to the side a few steps from the force exerted on her and finally managed to straighten. Nora turned to take in the girl's appearance she was pretty and smelled of vampire.

Inora had no particular problem with that. She had been technically involved in the recent war, but she had really only been a spectator, watching from the sidelines. She knew that much like with races, you couldn't judge a person by whether they were human or werewolf or vampire. She just couldn't understand why everyone couldn't feel the same way.

"Are you okay?" She asked quietly, trying to keep an apathetic tone from her voice. Right now she did care if the girl was alright, she just couldn't bring herself to show the same concern she normally would. So much had changed, it was starting to scare her that she couldn't even be kind and supportive to some poor girl who'd just crashed into her and seemed just as sad as she was.