At first, Dani thought that the guy must have heard their embarrassing outburst, which was why he had stopped walking away. Oh my god if he turns around i’m going to die, she thought. But then Maria had to comment on the very outfit that Danika was lamenting. Dani just shrugged. Not thinking anything of it. She didn’t see anyone else in casual clothes, but Dani thought the idea was brilliant.
He was pissed when he turned, though. Dani didn’t need help identifying that kind of emotion. His brows were low. His lips were a line. In that moment, Danika was afraid. Godric stepped up, but he seemed half the size of the other guy. One step was all it took for Godric to falter. At her side, Maria rolled her eyes and a tsk flicked from her tongue. Even Danika knew not to egg on a scary pissed off guy in a nightclub.
Then he turned the heat of his gaze upon Danika. He knew her! Her eyes flared wide, mouth parted with disbelief. He looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn’t place from where. He mentioned fancy places and danger, and it all came into focus. The ball! She had tried to block it out. That awful night. It was followed by a wonderful night, but the ball itself was the stuff of nightmares. He had been there, she remembered, and had witnessed some of what could be done.
“Godric, don’t,” she tried to tug on his arm and pull him away, but he only shook her off to make enough room that they could fight. He balled up a fist and took a swing.
Danika braced herself for the worst when a bouncer caught Godric’s arm in a much more forceful grasp than anything Danika might have attempted.
“You looking for a fight, go to the cages!” he said. The guy was enormous and spoke with a heavy Russian accent. His head was shaved but for a line of black hair that made a maze of a pattern around the back of his scalp.
Next he turned toward Lux or Lumos or Zenith - his name had something to do with lightwaves - she couldn’t quite remember. The bouncer turned toward him.
“You want to put that to better use?” he pointed at the man’s hands. “There’s an open slot in ten minutes” and he nodded his head at the nearest ring.
Danika's gaze followed the bouncer's line of sight.
"What does he mean by cages?" she asked still not quite sure what sort of nightclub this was.
He was pissed when he turned, though. Dani didn’t need help identifying that kind of emotion. His brows were low. His lips were a line. In that moment, Danika was afraid. Godric stepped up, but he seemed half the size of the other guy. One step was all it took for Godric to falter. At her side, Maria rolled her eyes and a tsk flicked from her tongue. Even Danika knew not to egg on a scary pissed off guy in a nightclub.
Then he turned the heat of his gaze upon Danika. He knew her! Her eyes flared wide, mouth parted with disbelief. He looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn’t place from where. He mentioned fancy places and danger, and it all came into focus. The ball! She had tried to block it out. That awful night. It was followed by a wonderful night, but the ball itself was the stuff of nightmares. He had been there, she remembered, and had witnessed some of what could be done.
“Godric, don’t,” she tried to tug on his arm and pull him away, but he only shook her off to make enough room that they could fight. He balled up a fist and took a swing.
Danika braced herself for the worst when a bouncer caught Godric’s arm in a much more forceful grasp than anything Danika might have attempted.
“You looking for a fight, go to the cages!” he said. The guy was enormous and spoke with a heavy Russian accent. His head was shaved but for a line of black hair that made a maze of a pattern around the back of his scalp.
Next he turned toward Lux or Lumos or Zenith - his name had something to do with lightwaves - she couldn’t quite remember. The bouncer turned toward him.
“You want to put that to better use?” he pointed at the man’s hands. “There’s an open slot in ten minutes” and he nodded his head at the nearest ring.
Danika's gaze followed the bouncer's line of sight.
"What does he mean by cages?" she asked still not quite sure what sort of nightclub this was.
"Magic is just science we don't understand."