11-11-2014, 01:16 PM
Ayden ordered a beer. She didn't plan on getting wasted tonight, but she did plan on having a good time. A pair of men were watching them with interest, but Emily didn't exactly look like she was interested in having them bother her. It was a curiosity to explore later, she didn't seem shy.
Emily dragged her out on to the dance floor. It wasn't really dragging her, but the women took her and spun her, she was definitely not shy. Ayden smiled and they danced. The crowd moved almost like a writhing mass of one dying organism. It thrashed and swayed as a whole, the mass looked horrible from the outside, but inside was a ball of energy, of individualism. Each person moving to the same rhythm, not the same, but all together. It was poetic.
Ayden drowned in the music, in the rhythm, in the chaos of it all. It was almost like before, almost when she wasn't worried about how to make ends meet, on what she'd do next. Almost. The nightmares had stopped for a few weeks after killing the Atharim, now they were back, and she was sleeping less and less. It felt good to move, to drink, to dance. To get away from her life. She loved Connor, she was going to marry him. She was happy, but life was so much different so much harder now. She wanted to forget that for the moment, and live in the now, in the dance.
Emily dragged her out on to the dance floor. It wasn't really dragging her, but the women took her and spun her, she was definitely not shy. Ayden smiled and they danced. The crowd moved almost like a writhing mass of one dying organism. It thrashed and swayed as a whole, the mass looked horrible from the outside, but inside was a ball of energy, of individualism. Each person moving to the same rhythm, not the same, but all together. It was poetic.
Ayden drowned in the music, in the rhythm, in the chaos of it all. It was almost like before, almost when she wasn't worried about how to make ends meet, on what she'd do next. Almost. The nightmares had stopped for a few weeks after killing the Atharim, now they were back, and she was sleeping less and less. It felt good to move, to drink, to dance. To get away from her life. She loved Connor, she was going to marry him. She was happy, but life was so much different so much harder now. She wanted to forget that for the moment, and live in the now, in the dance.