AAAAAND Have another playlist and just one drabble for Casey. The one drabble is because her ideas are aerating when I want them to be jello...
It's also 12AM and I really need to go to sleep. SEE UNDER THE CUT FOR PLAYLIST.
I'm sorry in advance for this one.
There was something about a nightclub that reminded Case of living more than blood and bone and pulse. Perhaps it was the colors that did it -- the soft halo of lights mixing with the strobes -- or maybe it was the diverse music choices -- Bauhaus one night to trap the next to a leftover night smattering of whatever the hell the DJ figured was good -- or the silly little humans or otherwise finding dark corners to feed their more primal desires in gasps and moans washed out by the heavy bass.
There had been a time when she was one of those people, but now Casey stood high above it all in a section far more exclusive than VIP, given that she was the only person in the lounge. There were countless plush velvet chairs for her to recline in, but she chose to stand tall in her heels and lean over the balcony to survey the goings on below.
Loose lips, after all, sank ships, and while New York was far too big for her to know the entire community’s secrets, Casey knew that she knew enough to level the playing field in her favor if and when it ever came to shaking things up a bit.
And oh, did she yearn to shake things up a bit.
After all, she was a child of the 80’s, and the status quo was so dull.
TLDR;; Literal embodiment of Noctii Eris who wants to charm your secrets out of you and then use them against you... for fun and power.... probably in that order. Also hinted that she was turned in the 80's, so make of that what you will. She is a QUASI BABY VAMP DO DO DO DO DO DO who definitely might be overreaching... or not. AGAIN, I might see a shinier idea and just be like "YEAH GOING TO CHANGE EVERYTHIGN ABOUT THIS."
