[closed/complete]

[parallelparrot]

Characters: Echo (nymph_echo) and Narcissus (amour_propre_1)
Date/Time: Friday night, 2/11
Location: Tejune
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Narcissus is a jerk
Summary: Echo and Narcissus both go clubbing

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[amour_propre_1]

Narcissus really had no intention of going out, but the intrigue of outshining everyone else was an appeal that would never die. He'd dressed appropriately. It wasn't about making himself as fashionable as the next guy, who had the best hair, Narcissus knew with everything inside that he was the shining star. He could prowl into any room and gather the attentions of others, all of which he would gladly snub his nose at.

He sat at a distance, like he usually did picking apart conversations with people who'd come in for nothing more than who they could take home. Idiots, really. He'd had no intention of giving any of them the satisfaction. With a laugh he sipped away at his drink, the music picking up, lights flashing at a girl who was soaking up all the attention.

Who was that? And why did his eyes immediately follow? It irritated him.

Slipping off the stool he slapped his drink down on the counter.

[parallelparrot]

Echo was enjoying herself as she smoothly transitioned from one song to the next, eyes closed and hair masking her face as she swayed her body. For the life of her she couldn't remember why it was she had been so loathe to go clubbing before, Echo assumed it was because of all the people but so far everyone seemed content to leave her alone and let her dance to her hearts content without getting in her way.

She twirled and shimmied, occasionally catching a hint of someone nearby but ignoring them as she focused on the music. Anyone who thought they could pull her off this dance floor was sorely mistaken, now that she was out here she intended to get her cover's charge worth for this evening of entertainment.

Someone tapped her shoulder and she opened her eyes, accepting a fruity looking drink with a coy smile.

She had no idea what it was and didn't want it, handing it off to someone else as she flicked her hair out of her face and started grooving to the next song.

[amour_propre_1]

Narcissus deadpanned at the attention, eyes focused on her alone and what he could do to show her up. This wasn't out of competition, this was a necessity. He was already unnerved from comments made, though he wasn't about to let it throw a crack in this perfect exterior.

He'd yet to know who she was, and frankly he didn't care.

His hand grabbed hold of hers, yanking her into a dance. "Whatever your doing, stop," he said above the music, his voice soft and yet with a light baritone. He twirled her into a move being sure she knew quickly that he was going to steal her admirers.

[parallelparrot]

Echo was oblivious to the attention, uncaring if she was being watched by one or one hundred pairs of eyes. All that really mattered to her was that she wasn't making a fool of herself. An earlier comment about 'doing it right' when it came to dancing sprung to her mind, and she smirked inwardly wishing that guy was here to eat his words.

She wasn't really a confrontational type though, so she honestly didn't mean it.

She felt herself get grabbed and pulled, instinctively correcting herself as she fell into step with him. "Whatever you're doing, stop," she repeated just as loudly, her voice light with a slightly singsong tone. She assessed his posture to anticipate his next move, keeping up as though they'd danced like this before.