08-30-2012, 07:41 PM
Set in an Alternate Universe, where human technology exists for the luperci. Hadley hasn't been captured and tortured by Amy. In fact, he is making a fine living working as a stripper at the local club
He was drunk when he came onto the stage. Not that that was anything unusual. The times when the hybrid was sober were the rare ones. His movement was graceful despite that, adjusted to the alcohol in his system. His outfit was simple: a cowboy hat, a leather vest, and jeans. Swaggering onto the stage he took off his hat, waving it in the air to his audience. Turning around he looked at the back of the stage, taking a deep breath. Falling off the stage was not an option tonight.
The music started, his hips swaying to the music. His body ground against the air before he turned around, facing the audience. He stepped forward in a slide, taking his hat off and quickly twisting around, moving to the music as he struck out. His hat quickly became lost, skidding off the stage into the audience. Hopefully he wouldn't be asked to recover that from whoever had managed to get a grip on it. Life was difficult enough without dealing with such things. Moving down he flipped, stumbling slightly on the edge of the stage before coming back forwards, half shimmying out of the vest.
He was drunk when he came onto the stage. Not that that was anything unusual. The times when the hybrid was sober were the rare ones. His movement was graceful despite that, adjusted to the alcohol in his system. His outfit was simple: a cowboy hat, a leather vest, and jeans. Swaggering onto the stage he took off his hat, waving it in the air to his audience. Turning around he looked at the back of the stage, taking a deep breath. Falling off the stage was not an option tonight.
The music started, his hips swaying to the music. His body ground against the air before he turned around, facing the audience. He stepped forward in a slide, taking his hat off and quickly twisting around, moving to the music as he struck out. His hat quickly became lost, skidding off the stage into the audience. Hopefully he wouldn't be asked to recover that from whoever had managed to get a grip on it. Life was difficult enough without dealing with such things. Moving down he flipped, stumbling slightly on the edge of the stage before coming back forwards, half shimmying out of the vest.