Transparent object was once again placed against her moistened labrum's, obsidian outlined lids falling shut for a moment as the majority of the remaining liquid drenched her insides, the burning more vivid now. Enamel's were drawn over her lower labia after the action, an habit the miss had done ever since her first drink. Upper appendage was drawn toward the multi-coloured thatches, varnished finger tip's running through them, her vainity obvious as she toyed with her bang, making sure not a strand was out of place. Yes, Reese was vain; but she'd seen worse. Labio's were pursed, rubbing upon the other absent mindedly. Orbs fluttered back open, feminine statue going slightly tense, the pallid flesh which protected her delicate interior prickling upward, noting the prescene of another's stare upon her. No, Reese was not paranoid. She just liked to know who was watching her. And with her slightly keener senses - coming from her vampiric side - she was much more aware of her surroundings, even if it did take her slightly longer to pin-point exactly where the look was coming from.

Physique was shifted slightly, cranium tilting to the side the look had come from. Although by now she knew whoever it had been was no longer looking at her, she still had to be nosy. Nosy was okay. Wasn't it? Emerald hued occuli were cast in a general direction, noticing the new addition to the bar. Ah, someone new. Perhaps it might be interesting? Or perhaps it might not be worth her time. The glass bottle was brought to her lips once more, the last of the liquid being flushed down her throat. The empty bottle was placed upon the wooden platform, checkered vans scuffling along the tiles as the girl inched her way out of the claustrophobic corner she'd been moved into. She pushed her way past a few staggering drunks. Pathetic, drunk at this mere hour? Emerald's were cast clockwise in their sockets, labrum's tilted upward faintly in a smug grin.

So, what had she been planning on doing? Oh right. Meet this new kid. Gaze was shifted around the bar slowly, trying to find the lass which had previously caught her attention. It took a moment, but finally Reese found her again. The other female also had multi-toned hair, that was an immeadiate attraction for Reese. Yes, bisexual, attracted to other girls. Have a problem? Go kiss her flat little ass. That's how she thought of it. She hated homophobic people, she wanted - and did on occasion - to kill them. No, she didn't kill them out of spite. She was a hybrid, she still needed her blood. Just not as frequently. Anyway, how did she even get on this topic? God, her mind liked to wander. Dome was shaken from side to side gently, banishing the irrelivant thoughts. Sole's continued to tread slowly along the floor, finally coming to a stop beside the other girl's stool. It seemed pretty casual, considering the bar tender was just behind her. Just to make it appear that much more casual, a half-hearted wave was thrown in his direction, grasping his attention once more. "Another Vodka." The order was given somewhat more kindly than before, taking the second bottle with a small nod. Lithe build was once again propped against the bar, elbow's nestled neatly in the grove of the ledge. Crania was tilted to one side, vision falling upon the still unnamed miss. "Hey, I'm Reese." The greeting was emitted from her in a light manner, although her voice was strained a bit to be heard above the music. Nothing out of the ordinary. You went to a bar, you expected to be talked to. And Reese was a very social beside the fact. A small smile fell across her facial's, one palm extending casually toward the dame.

The two rosen muscle's which resided upon the miss' lower facade were drawn upward slightly at the return action to the formality of the greeting. Ellie, now the lovely face had a lovely name to play along. Pathetic, Reese, really. Oh how she always thought of the corniest things in her head, and then spoke them, which made her seem like a complete moron. At the other female's touch, the barely visible aura of a vampire was shown, although Reese could have been mistaken, her vampiric side was much too weak to be one hundred percent sure. As the other plam was withdrawn, she raised the transparent object to her mouth once more, allowing the alcoholic liquid to drench her larynx. Emerald's followed the lass' restless movements, finely crafted brows cocking slightly, an amused grin adornnig her facial's. Who was ever restless at a bar? You just need to loosen up, that's what the drinks were for. Right?

Cranium was shaken from side to side gently, wondering wether or not she should impose the question of dancing. No, not a slow dance, just to dance for the hell of it. Make a fool out of yourself on the dance floor. That was Reese's idea of fun. She held back the question for the moment, not wanting to seem like a complete loser in the first 5 minutes of their meeting. Perhaps she should learn a little more about the other first. Here we go, a simple question, one to bring up conversation, and also kill her craving to know. "You're a vampire, aren't you?" Vocal cords emitted the question in a more statement-like form, as if it were something obvious. Reese was almost sure she was right, and if she was proved wrong, well she'd look like a fool. Gaze broke away from the girl, rolling across the surrounding people. Still the building was mainly occupied with you local drunks and potheads. If you were to dance now, it's not like you'd look like any more of a loser than them.

Oral muscle was erected from between the two rosens, running along her labrum's once more, hesitating only for a moment to toy with the steel barring which decorated her lower labia. Enamel's clamped around the tiny silver ball which ran through her salmon muscle, pulling at it absent mindedly. She always picked up annoying habits with her piercings. First it was pulling at her nose stud, then pulling at her second nose ring, then biting the lip ring, then her tongue. There was never enough of them. Palm rose, multi-coloured digit's running along the outline of the metallic bull ring which damaged one part of her nose, then along the form of the tiny diamond stud which damaged the other side, just making sure they were still there. Satisfied with the quick inspection, the dame too found herself becoming slightly restless. Attention was brought back to Ellie, crania tilting to the side. Palm was extended toward her, tugging her upper appendage lightly. "Come on, come dance. Have some fun." The suggestion was given in a light manner, obviously addressing the fact that her restlessness had been acknowledged. Lower column's shifted slightly, working her way into the crowd a bit. Gaze was thrown back over her shoulder, curious to see if she'd accepted the offer or not.

ooc; craaaaaaapppy. x.x