Akane

The pains and annoyances had ended as the sun came down to rest. The hard-working girl had no more worries, picking a flowy but easy-to-move-in dress. Then, glossing her lip and going for a smokey-eyed look, she stared at her phone, trying to decide on a meeting place for the girls. What would be spontaneous and fun? She hadn't gone to a club-like atmosphere for a long time, and she honestly wasn't getting any younger; going to those places the older you get seems to make you more of an outcast. So she decided on a smaller bar that got more lively and full of dance the longer you were there. The young woman had her Draco send a message to the girls to meet at the Resting Dragon. The pyromancer headed out, playing with flames between her fingers as she walked through Chara's busy streets. As usual in her life, she arrived first and beat the crowds.

She entered, greeting the guards at the door before heading deeper into the bar. Not many people were here yet; a few girls were giggling in the background, already drunk on life, a handsome red-headed man behind the bar cleaning glasses, and a group of five men in suits all sitting at a back table. Looking around, she meets eyes with one of the men in the back with ginger hair and blue eyes. She spotted red horns hidden in his bright hair and quickly looked away. While his smile seemed gentle, that look in his eyes screamed bad news to her.