@timelord1101 Clay finished up his plate and slid it over the counter. He then leans over the bar and selectively picks out a bottle. Admiring his choice he casually strolls over to Alex and mockingly offers to top up her cup while holding the bottle the way a fancy waiter might at an elegant restaurant.

"My dear," he says in a bad imitation.

A bit latter after taking a swig straight from the bottle he asks,
"So doll, just wondering how long you were gonna stand there staring before you offered me a smoke?"

Willow walks back around and takes the plate, rolling her eyes at Clay. She puts the dish away and takes a seat at the bar, grabbing herself a bottle of wine and a glass. After opening it, she pulled out a cigarette and lit it, holding the glass of wine that was an unnatural green color.

@Dark Light Alex holds her cup up in a mock toast and nods her head with a sly smile. "Why thank you." She says. She puts the cup down after taking a hard sip and pulls out her pack. Pulling out two she nods towards the door, motioning for him to join her.

Alex steps down from her perch at the bar and waltzes across the wooden floor, her heels making a quick and sure tap-tap-tap as she walked. She pulled the tavern door open and stood waiting. "Well, you comin'?" She asked.

Clay
[heading Outside]
@timelord1101

Clay grins, placing the cigarette between his lips, bottle still in hand, with a small nod he follows behind Alex.

Clay seems to light up as soon as he steps outside, no longer constrained by four walls, the freedom excited him. He takes in the sights and a deep breath that stretches his wide chest. His eyes fall back onto Alex and he looks her over for a moment, a predatory glare in his eyes.

Willow looked over at Sophia, surprised to have been noticed by this well dressed woman. "Thank you," she managed to say without stuttering, her hair turning a shining sliver color. She sipped at her wine and put out her finished cigarette, blowing out the last of the smoke in a rainbow, pine smelling cloud. @CandiBarr

@Dark Light Alex lights her own cigarette, and holds her lighter out to him. She leans against the wall, puffing on her cigarette. Going back to the events of yesterday, she remarks, "Bombshell, eh?" She laughs a bit, hoping to make Clay if not completely shocked, a bit uncomfortable.

Willow sits up, "Oh.. I can change the way light bounces off things in order to change colors or create illusions," she says, happy to have someone interested in her, "A lot of the color changes that happens to me are just subconscious, like fitting my mood and stuff, but I've learnt to control it too." She points to the wall where a 'wet floor' sign stands, "There's a person over there. He passed out yesterday and we didn't really know what to do with him, so I just made it so no one can see him until he wakes up."
Willow then stopped, half embarrassed at the tumble of words that had spilled out of her. @CandiBarr

Willow thinks, "Well, I can change the properties of physical things, so yeah, clothes can change," she says, flicking her finger at Sophia, her dress changing in a wave of color to an emerald deep green with slight threads of gold to make her eyes pop. "Like that," she says shrugging, but still smiling. @CandiBarr

@timelord1101
[outside]
Clay leans against the wall with his arm outstretched over Alex, half trapping her, his free hand gently cups her lighter hand as he brings his face near to light the cigarette hanging in his mouth. Once lit he steps back and gives her some space.

Clay doesn't shock easily and is quite shameless, his eyes briefly flash with surprise for a moment as he takes a further step back, then he replies from the corner of his mouth before taking a deep drag. "So you a mind reader or something?!" He curiously enquires. "C'mon you know it as well as I do!" He scoffs gesturing to her body with both hands, defending his thought from the other day.

Willow smiles happily, "I'm glad to have helped," she says warmly. She admired this woman who was so.. refined and the definition of beautiful. @CandiBarr

@Dark Light Alex blushes slightly from the close contact. She can smell the sweat and... Dog? She brushes it off, probably nothing important. "I am actually." She realizes that he's probably dealt with people such as herself before. She chuckles softly at his comment. She inches closer towards him, "Am I now?" Using her arm to support her weight on the wall, she looks him in the eyes, making sure that he notices hers flash that haunting purple glow that comes with her abilities. "You can never lie to me, I can see right through you." She intimidates him.

Dorian
[Upstairs]

A sudden exhale of a warm held breath ran out over tinted, wine-cooled lips as Dorian let out sigh reflective of his disproval for what his eyes lay upon.

He sat upstairs in his favoured seat, one that offered a hidden view over the tavern floor below. One foot rested upon the other knee, an empty glass on the low table before him and a soon-to-be empty glass twirling in his hand.

The sight of that 'savage' whom was toying with his bouncer stirred a nerve within. Uncivilised and unpredictable, he could only be grateful that they left. The further he was from Sophia the better, he looked towards Sophia and Willow just as they embraced. The warming sight only reiterating his own empty coldness.

If Sophia was on the floor it's because she was keen to work, this left Dorian caught in between the grasp of wanting customers and wishing no one else came.

But what's a business without clients. Placing the empty glass down on the table Dorian retreats back to his office, the heavy doors closing with a loud creek.

Willow smiled, and waved as Sophia left. She then looked around, and to her great disappointment, she appeared to be alone. She sighed and started to wipe down the bar, just looking for something to do.
She ran out of work too quickly, and she plopped down in a stool, her whole appearance taking on a grey look.
Willow decided, other people could cover her if anyone 'happened' to come in, so she got up and went to her room for the night.
OOC: Niiiight!

@Dark Light Alex blushes slightly from the close contact. She can smell the sweat and... Dog? She brushes it off, probably nothing important. "I am actually." She realizes that he's probably dealt with people such as herself before. She chuckles softly at his comment. She inches closer towards him, "Am I now?" Using her arm to support her weight on the wall, she looks him in the eyes, making sure that he notices hers flash that haunting purple glow that comes with her abilities. "You can never lie to me, I can see right through you." She intimidates him.

He holds his smile but Alex will see its fraud. He is intimidated. While he might not fear her physically as Alex will pick up on his sense of indestructibility, he fears what she may find. He throws up crude surface thoughts, if Alex is actually looking in his head she will see a lot of herself, if she is good she will feel his fear of the past being re-awoken.

"Where's the fun in that!?" He ask with a feigned laugh as he juggles between his cigarette and bottle, taking a deep swig as an excuse to break eye contact. As mesmerising as her eyes were he couldn't let himself get caught in them.

@Dark Light Alex felt a surge hit her head. She knew that Clay was trying to hide something. 'Too much activity,' She was confused at the sudden emotions filling his head. She saw the panic in his eyes, and his actions were swift and defensive. 'He's afraid. But of what?' pondering the possible outcomes of this confrontation. 'Push him a bit more. Make him admit it.'

"Lying makes you more vulnerable. Even now, you think you can hide from me. Why are you so afraid to look me in the eyes?" Her eyes were a glowing purple, he wouldn't be able to look away once he met them now. She knew she was getting to him, he'd come clean soon enough, whether he wanted to or not.