A faint, tiny tapping sound could be heard filling the Spirals Nightclub...Celene moved to the main entrance of the club, curious as to where the sound was coming from. When she arrived, she found a petite young woman who looked like she was ready to melt in the sunlight gently knocking on the door. She opened the door and asked as politely as she could, "May I help you?"
The young woman smile, even though she was starting to visibly sweat in the sunlight. "Hi! I'm Kelli, from Card Enterprises, I have an appointment with a Mr. Hank Anderson."
Celene gave the young woman a confused look. "Hank didn't mention anything to me about a meeting today, are you sure you have the right day?"
Kelli was starting to become more and more pale the longer she stood in the sunlight. "Oh yes. I don't mean to be a bother...but could I come in please? I'm feeling terribly faint all of a sudden."
Celene looked the young woman up and down quickly, she was in her early 20's in a rather sexy skirted business suit. And despite Celene's reservations, the young woman did, in fact, look like she was probably about to faint. "Alright, come on in." she said reluctantly as she opened the door.
"Oh thank you so much!" said Kelli as she quickly pushed past Celene and into the darkened foyer of the nightclub. She had started to feel better almost instantly, but played it off as if she was still about to faint.
Celene looked annoyed, but took a moment to go get a bottle of water for Kelli. "Feeling better?" she asked with annoyed concern.
Kelli smiled and gave her a slightly energetic nod. "I'm getting there, yes. Thank you so much, it's so hot outside and the sun...and all the reflections, I just kind of felt like I was being cooked alive."
Celene nodded and gave the young woman a smile. "Yeah, building skyscrapers out of reflective glass wasn't the best idea." she commented as she watched the young woman closely, always the skeptical security guard.
Kelli took a long sip of water and smiled at Celene. "Indeed. Now, as I was saying before, I have an appointment with a Mr. Hank Anderson...I believe he's the owner of the nightclub?"
Instantly Celene's mental defenses went up and she fell right into guard mode. "Yes, Mr. Anderson is the owner, but as I said he didn't mention having any kind of meeting today. I'll have to clear it with him before I can let you into the club. I'm sure you understand." Celene's comment was given with a very distinct and sharp tone to let Kelli know exactly who was in charge of the situation.
Fortunately for Kelli, she knew exactly who was in charge of the situation...and it wasn't Celene. "That's fine." she said softly as she gave Celene a meek smile. "I'd be happy to wait here while you go discuss the situation with him."
Celene sighed softly and shook her head as she begrudgingly went to talk to her boss. She had hoped to get around having to do this and just convince the young woman to come back later, but it didn't seem like things were going to work out that way. She reached the main door to the club and took a breath to relax herself before opening it, only to come face to face with...Kelli. "What the hell?!" Celene shouted in shock as she quickly looked over her shoulder to the seat that Kelli had been sitting in a moment ago. An empty water bottle was now the only sign that she had ever been there.
As Celene came face to face with Kelli, she couldn't help but notice how strikingly different the young woman looked. Her hair, which had been in a tight bun, was now flowing down her back. Her neatly kept business suit was open, and her shirt was missing a few buttons to show off her petite chest. But the most noticable difference was in her face, namely that her eyes were now a deep shade of yellow and her teeth were extended like vampire fangs. Which was convenient since they were, in fact, vampire fangs.