Private Finished dazzle me

This man, June swore, he was such a charmer. He loved him already. He sure wouldn't say it aloud though--at least not yet. In a more technical case, he didn't really need that much sleep if he had alternative sources to keep him going; but June kept that thought to himself, only letting a smile show but nothing more than that. "I could be, but who's to say I'm not a creature of the night?" he chuckled, his grin in response showing off his sharp fangs.

A hum went by him, considering an idea. "I was thinking of seeing a movie..." he said with a smile before taking a thoughtful sip off from his drink. "Except I remembered the music festival is right around the corner. I was thinking of watching the performances. What do you think?"

The psionic lightly rested his chin on his fingers intertwined, arms propped up over the bar. His grin could have rivaled Ruari's if his didn't look any more mischievous. "Maybe it's only now that the stars aligned for us to meet tonight," June replied, his voice in playful as he spoke. The bartender's voice drew him in, captivating him as did his smile. "But I'm glad to know we're on the same page."

June didn't doubt any chance of snatching a date with the lampad, no, but the feeling of fulfillment for June might have just been close to having the feeling like Ruari could have just declined. "Unfortunately, no," he replied, almost dejected. "I had plans earlier but it fell through." If he still had the performing club in his grasp, he would have been on stage this year but things hadn't gone smoothly and all plans were set back until he had to quit the club himself. Disappointing to say, perhaps managing such a club hadn't exactly been his forte.

His smile was back on his lips just as quickly as it almost faded out, "I suppose that gives us more time together; buuuuut I could also steal the stage for you during the open-mic."

June had wanted to sigh at the sound of his laughter; it was that kind of laugh that brought life to him -- speaking literally and figuratively of course. If he could, he'd just love to stay here and spend more time chatting with him but part of him was calling out that this wasn't the reason he went out clubbing. Well, not the only one at least.

The redhead casually waved off the sentiment, smiling through it. He had no regrets quitting from the club; he indulged his more ambitious side and it only brought him on edge if he could say anything about it. He was thankful for the experience but it was something he couldn't get back to this soon.

"Hypnotizing though? I wouldn't say that much." The psionic chuckled; trying to bite the grin off from showing on his face. He wanted to laugh at the thought but before he could say anymore, he felt a pair of new presences around him -- one moved too close too suddenly. They had been familiar, though at the time, June found them rather unwelcome.

The one next to him first, the all too familiar voice of one of his classmates. "June! You're out of your den! Finally!"

It was a little hard to fight the urge to sigh but June managed himself well, and turned to the girl with a smile. "Jess, what a coincidence," he greeted her. "I was about to think you didn't come around here anymore."

"Juney you forget this is my favorite club. The night I don't come here is the day I die." The strange new girl looked up at the bartender for a moment, as if sizing him up with that glance. It didn't seem any more harmless than simply acknowledging him at least. She turned back to the red-head in question, "I saw you from across the room and for a second I thought I was seeing mirages. You haven't been around the gang for way too long June I'm not letting you sit around here on your own."

The girl, Jess looked back up to the lampad, a smirk on her face, "Mind if we whisk you boyfriend away?"

June considered Jess as one of his long-time friends in the academy but he can't deny that she had the worst timing. For a lot of times, she could be so infuriating because she never takes hints. For now, maybe, he could forgive her, to avoid any unnecessary things from her. The girl in question on the other hand didn't seem to care any more that she did when she approached. She gave a wave of approval to give the two a moment. He'll remember to get back at her at a later time.

The red-head took the napkin in a fluid motion, giving him a sheepish smile as he held it close to him. June rose from his seat only to lean a little closer, "You'll have to excuse my friend here. She can be a little... indelicate. She hasn't seen me in person for a month." Not entirely a lie, but it wasn't as if he didn't stay in contact.

"It was nice talking with you too but... she's counting so I should be going" With that, June stepped off the bar, but not without turning back to the bartender one last time with a wink, "You'll see me around, don't worry," he sang, waving as he was led away by the other girl.