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The albino chuckled and sat more straightened up on the couch, his arms outstretched in a pausing gesture "Okay. Hang on... He's coming for suggestions or for and appointment? Because I'm a consultant, people pay for my advices." he then soon realized he probably sounded greedy and most certainly like a pompous douche and soon added, now his shoulders relaxing but the hands still moving as his eyebrows furrowed as he tried to explain "What I mean is... if he wants some suggestions, I can meet him at a coffee shop or even in here to give him some pointers. But... if he has a lot of doubts and is usually very carefree about money-spending I think he better schedule an appointment in my office. Our secretary, Sophie, is the one that schedules all appointments. We're a group of four consultants but all he has to say is that he would like to have an appointment scheduled with Mr. Gilbert Kaiser. And if he doesn't want to really pay me, don't worry, I'll make an easy price since he's the nephew of my roommate."

He then passed a hand through his hair and tried to change the subject of the conversation as he was feeling awkward, Gilbert doesn't really enjoyed when the attention was all focused on him; it's a thing he always had since he feels like people is staring at his albino features. "So, what major is he planning to do? And you know what college he's going to? Guess that if he's needing financial suggestions he is gonna be living in campus, right?



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Louis chuckled as he watched Gilbert try to not sound like a greedy chump, "It may require an appointment. He's not as frees-pending as your usual teens...His mom saw to that" he explained as he finished his soda, putting it next to the empty pizza boxes, "its more about how to get paperwork in order and how to do proper budgeting. His mom could help him but she's so caught up at her Restaurant that she hasn't had time to help. She asked me and here we are about that." he finished, "Oiy. As for what he's wanting to Major in damned if i know. His mom barely even knows" he chuckled.
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Aimée twirled a long strand of her hair around her finger while the boys talked about money and majors. She had a slight urge to go to college herself, but it never panned out. Either because she was hella lazy or... no, probably just because she was lazy. With her professions, she had enough money and could probably pay for it all in cash, but the lithe female also did not want to waste her money if she had no idea what she truly wanted to do. Biting on her bottom lip, mind wandering to all the different types of occupations, she knew without a doubt that she did not want to be a business person, a lawyer, or a financial accountant. That of course left a lot of other suggestions.

"Mmm... does he even want to go to college or is this something his mother is pushing?" Aimée spoke up, glancing over towards Louis before flopping against Gilbert, still twirling her raven hair. Her head dropped against his shoulder and she kept one slender leg crossed over the other.
 
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Gilbert was listening to what Louis was saying and nodded in reply when his friend informed him that the nephew might need an appointment. He furrowed his eyebrows when Louis got in more detail, it seemed like the mother was pushing the boy into getting financially responsible even though from what Louis was saying he wasn't a crazy spender. He could understand parents getting worried about their kids moving to college and being concerned about they being responsible but usually his financial advices doesn't really worked as well when the person's not interested to listen. He lost the count of how many times he tried to explain for a teenager how to control money expenses and they just rolled their eyes at him. The albino knew that in most of the cases those children would be fine but it's the parents that are seeking some emotional support, they are seeking a validation that their children are going to do well without them by their side and Gilbert was in a sense being used as a certificate to assure the parents so.

He froze slightly when he felt Aimée's head suddenly resting on his shoulder but slowly relaxed afterwards. He could smell the sweet fragrance of her hair, a faint smell of perfume and her own scent. As a werewolf he could smell everyone's scent very often, and the smells ended telling him a lot about people. Sometimes the smells around him are so overwhelming that he needed to smoke a cigarette to damp down them, although it never deeply worked, it was more like a patch than a solution.

The albino could smell Aimée's concerns, she seemed to be deep in thought, the sort that worries one and let a specific smell let out the pores of one's body. She wasn't sweaty, it was just her body functioning and reacting to her thoughts and creating hormones. He nodded in agreement to the woman's question and looked at Louis as he spoke "She's right. Does he even want it? Because even the financial consulting thing... seems to be a push from his mother." he then looked down at Aimée, changing his neck a bit to try to see her eyes but not managing since her head was resting on his shoulder. Gilbert always enjoyed to look one in the eye when he talked to them. His chin touched on her forehead as he asked her with a soft and just slightly concerned voice "What's worrying ya?"



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Louis chuckled at Aimee's question, "A bit of both, with him actually wanting and his mom helping him along" he sighed as he looked up at the ceiling, "As for me Personally. I think he wants to. Well just have to see when they come into the city next week" he stated as he let out a long yawn, "Well guys I think I'll hit the hay" he said as he stood up and stretched, "I've got magic class tomorrow and a student has been giving me the runaround" he betrayed a rather devious grin as he said that...Gil was all too familiar as to what that meant, "...well see how the practical joker does in his first pop quiz" he finished before heading past the coffee table and towards the back of the Apartment.

Given that Gilbert was not only a Werewolf he was also for all intents and purposes an albino, Louis was given the bigger bedroom due that the other had less direct sunlight and was looking out over the concrete wall of the building next door. Louis locked the door behind him, yawning before tossing off his clothes till he was in nothing more than his underwear and tank top. With that he threw himself onto the bed and stared into the ceiling before sleep finally took him.

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Nodding a bit at Louis, Aimée knew that only the kiddo would know whether he wanted to go to college or not. Finding out more next week seemed logical and would hopefully clear up any confusion the family had with Gil helping, naturally. She shifted her eyes up at Gil at his question and just frowned slightly, not liking that he always seemed to be able to read her. Sliding her fingers against her forehead, the lithe female exhaled deeply and shook her head just a bit. "Nothing important..." She breathed out, not wanting to burden him with her floundering thoughts. Her gaze shifted back towards Louis when he said he was going to bed and she waved just a little.

"Night, Louis! Good luck in class tomorrow!" Aimée grinned, giving him a thumbs up. Once alone with Gil, she remained with her head against his shoulder, sighing softly. "I was just thinking about maybe going to college, but I don't know what I even want to do with my life. Too many decisions to make, yenno?" Aimée grinned, patting Gilbert on the thigh before sitting up with a long yawn. "I'm sure you'll want to go to bed, hmm?" She questioned, poking her tongue out a little.
 
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He slightly furrowed one of his brows when she replied saying it wasn't important, he couldn't tell she was lying so he thought that maybe she believed it was true. Although, in Gilbert's opinion, a thought that sticks in one's mind and causes one to worry about it is, as insignificant as it might seem at first glance, an important thought.

He didn't mention anything to Aimée and when Louis got on his feet, he smiled and waved with his hand "Night man. And don't overstress over students, not worth it." he let out a deep breath as he watched his friend leave and looked back at Aimée when she almost instantly started to speak with him after Louis absence in the room. Gilbert nodded and watched as she got on her feet after patting his thigh, he scrunched his face a bit as if pondering his next words and then spoke up as he got on his feet "Before you leave. I'll give you this advice: stop focusing on all the decisions you need to make and just ask yourself one simple question." he made a dramatic pause and then continued, his voice soft and his usually ruby eyes gained an almost violetish color now that the room was darker than earlier "What do I love the most? And then think if you want to learn as much as possible about that subject. If the answer is yes, then you definitely should go to college and study the thing you love." he then softly squeezed her shoulders and said after a small chuckle "I indeed need to sleep since I have work tomorrow morning but know that, if you need anyone to talk about those troubling thoughts about college. Count on me." he then gave her his usual smirk-like smile.



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The week passed for Louis and possibly the others. Tuesday came and went, so did Wednesday and Thursday. Before anyone knew it it was Friday, and Louis was at 3pm sharp as always grading papers while listening to the ambient sounds of the TV in the living room, and the washing machine ins the dry cycle in the bathroom. Louis was groaning at a Mr. Longs quiz paper, rolling his eyes at the fact that for THIRTY times he practically gift wrapped the answer the guy STILL didn't put the right answer down. He was getting frustrated, and the only thing keeping him from throwing his hands up and going for a bottle of gin...or a potion for that matter...was the fact they were going out tonight. Secret Moon, he recalled the name, making sure to remember the street before returning to grading papers...

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The day seemed to be passing by slow as Gilbert's mind could only remain focused on the night out he was going to have with his friend. It had been a while since he went out to a night club and he was feeling eager and giddy to see how the night was going to turn out. When the clock on his computer showed that it was ten minutes to six, he started to turn his computer off and pick things so he could leave at six on the dot. He didn't intend to spent any extra time at his work today since he still wanted to head back home and get a shower, maybe shave his face and pick some nice looking outfit. If he's lucky he might meet a pretty girl at the club and have a very enjoyable night.

Once six o'clock arrived, he headed out of his office and promptly left the building to head back to his apartment. Because of his mind being preoccupied with daydreams of what might happen at the club, the albino felt like the travel back home was quicker than usual. At almost six thirty Gilbert walked into the apartment "Louis, are you here?" he asked while he already headed to his bedroom to pick some outfit for the night. He doesn't intended to wear anything too fancy but he wanted to look nice. He picked up a pair of dark jeans, some nice looking black oxford shoes and a lively wine-red buttoned up shirt. "I just need to take a shower to get freshened up and get changed into some new clothes. After that I'm ready to go."

After letting his friend know he wouldn't take long, he then picked his clean set of clothes and headed to the bathroom. He took a quick shower and shaved his face from any stubble that was starting to show. Gilbert never liked to have his beard grown because his hair was so light that it looked white and he thought that a beard made him look like an old man. He always prefered his looks as a shaven man. Once he finished trimming and spreading after shave to have a nice woody smell, he then got dressed on his clubbing outfit and threw the old set of clothes into the dirty laundry basket. He stepped out of the bathroom while he rolled up his sleeves and headed to the living room. "I'm ready to go when you are." he informed his friend and picked his bare necessities such as keys, cellphone, wallet and a couple of condoms just in case.



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Louis was still grading papers at the kitchen table when Gilbert walked through the door. He let out a sort of "Uh-Huh" grunt while he checked each paper bit by bit. By the time Gilbert got out of the shower Louis had finally finished the grading, which unceremoniously stuffed into his work bag and flew into his room. After hanging that and pulling out some clothes in the form of blue jeans and a blue button up he considered "lucky". After suffing the pockets with his wallet, phone, and some condoms...and potions in small pill form to make him temporarily sterile just to be safe...He grabbed his underwear and waited for Gil to finish showering. It didn't take him long as he heard the sounds of two doors opening and closing, prompting him to zoom into the shower and bathed himself in every big of Irish Spring he could. When he came out he reeked of the stuff. Hopefully this will fade a bit before we get there, he thought, cleaning himself up, shaving, pulling some nose hairs for good measure. After some extra grooming he bolted back to his room, threw on his own clothes, slipped on his own set of darkened shoes, and was just in time to hear Gilbert asked if he was read, "As I'll ever be Gil" he said coming up behind him, "Shall we?" he asked with a sly grin...

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The beat was fast, and so was the rhythm of the floor. "Dancers" were living it up on their platforms while the others were mingling, dancing or at the bar drinking. It was steamy, it was sultry, it was secluded. Perfect spot for supernaturals to be themselves given the owners were werewolves. It wasn't your usual hangout for the Wolf, most places like that were either reminiscent of Fight Club for them to vent their frustration or like an orgy party where they would vent in a...primal way. Here though given the fact the club was open to all walks of Supernatural life the scenery had to be accommodating and inviting. Though every once in a while you could hear the occasional grunts and fist hits in the backrooms. But you'd have to be near the back to hear them and the sounds of people and music drowned most of it out.

Louis and Gilbert entered, the scent of all kinds of party fell onto them. Gilbert would smell liquor, sweat, sex, and other things he didn't want to know. Louis would just smell the perfumes and hooch and the sweat...if he was close to some folk. Louis let out a grin as he noticed a group of beautiful women pass them, one giving them a grin and a wink as he patted Gil on the shoulder, "So hoss" he said as he rolled his shoulders back, "Drinks...Women...or just a quiet place to relax?" he asked with a chuckle.

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As soon as the albino walked into the night club his sensitive nose got overwhelmed by the amount of different smells he could sense. He scrunched his nose and huffed a bit trying to clean his nostrils. He looked around and could see that the place seemed to be very popular. He passed a hand though his hair and unbuttoned a couple of buttons from his shirt to both show off his muscled chest and try to alleviate the sudden warmth he felt. The place was crowded and it has been a while since he went to such a noisy and crowded places so his werewolf senses were getting a bit off of the charts.

He looked at Louis and furrowed his eyebrows as he tried to focus on what his friend was saying due to the loud music, he also was regretting not packing his cigarettes as taking a smoke would have helped to camouflage all those crazy smells he could sense. "I definitely need a drink first. And make it something strong!" he then made his way to the bar, he found a space between the sea of people and leaned on the counter to be able to speak to the bartender which looked to be a vampire guy that had tons of piercings in his face, the small name tag on the purple vest he was wearing read Dylan "Hey, Dylan my man, can I get two shots of tequila and also two bottles of Corona beer." Gilbert said in a cheerful tone in hopes that the bartender would get his drinks faster instead of focusing on serving a very plastic lady with a cleavage that would make Jessica Rabbit envy. The woman was so much that it wasn't anything near what Gilbert would consider sexy, she was too artificial and also he would be highly concerned of popping her boobs like they were balloons in case he transformed in his hybrid form.

After Dylan delivered him the drinks, he got the two bottles in one hand and carefully carried the two shot glasses to where Louis was standing, he handed a bottle and a shot glass and raised the shot glass "To more nights out." it sounded more like a question than a toast because he was still trying to get used to the ambiance.



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"To more nights out!" agreed Louis, kicking back the tequila before setting the shot glass in his pocket. He cracked open the beer, sipping on it as the music blared out and the people began to dance. Louis gave a grin and sighed, "A shame we didn't invite Aimee!" he said loudly over the noise, "I think she would have loved this kind of scene!"


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He took the shot of tequila and then settled the small empty glass in a table nearby so one of the waitresses walking around could pick that up. Gilbert then twisted the cap of his beer open and also settled the cap in the table before giving a shug on his beer. He looked at his friend and then looked around, wondering if such place was actually the scene Aimée would enjoy. He shrugged softly and then looked back at Louis "So, what do you want to do now? Split and conquer? Go around together? Check the girls out? Just hang?" he let out the string of questions slip through his lips as he took a look from the corner of his eyes to see that a show was starting on the stage, a woman fay was on the stage, her wings gently battering as a song with very suggestive lyrics played and she started to dance and slowly remove her outfit in a striptease show. Gilbert looked at the woman for a while, as if in a trance, before shaking his head a bit. "Damn fay do know how to hypnotize people." he took another sip of the beer and then looked back at his friend "Dude, you haven't mentioned it being a stripper club." the albino said as he felt slightly uncomfortable with such concept.



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"Didn't know amigo!" replied Louis with a laugh, "still a pleasant surprise!" he finished as he swigged on his beer, "I say we hang a bit...unless you're on the prowl?" he asked with a sly grin, noticing a couple of She-Wolves passing by and eyeing Gilbert up and down with that look. He chuckled as he also noticed a couple of Elven ladies eyeing them. He gave one a wink subtly chuckling a bit before watching the Fay stripping again before the music ended. A few gave an applause while the Fay bowed with a smile before leaving, the DJ calling out to give it up to their next performance as he brought up "Evacuate the Dance Floor" Louis couldn't help but chuckle before noticing an Asian woman stepping into the clubs main chamber via the entrance, dressed in a Chinese Geongsam. Her Raven hair was done up in a bun held together with some sticks and a bead. She wore some large glasses and had thin but darkened lipstick. She made her way to the bar, her face a mixture of wanting a good time and wanting to just relax. Louis eyed her as well as eyeing the stage...

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Aimée was running late, per usual. Maybe one day, she would actually get somewhere on time, but that was probably not going to happen unless her roommate took it upon himself to make sure she got up. Of course, she would never ask him to do that, but maybe she would invest in yet another alarm clock. Apparently three just wasn’t enough for the sleepyhead. Snorting, she climbed into the back of a taxi cab, glad that it was someone that was used to taking her to the Secret Moon. As he drove, she crossed both legs so that she was sitting Indian style and did a little meditation. Did she care that if he looked in the rearview mirror, he would see her red lacy thong since she was wearing only her roommate’s t-shirt? No, she absolutely did not care. The bag beside her had the rest of her clothing that she would slip into after work was over, but since her actual outfit was at work, it didn’t matter what she wore to the bar.

Another day; another dollar… or rather, another tons of dollars.

The cabbie pulled up in front of the bar and paused long enough for her to pay him and get out of the vehicle. After thanking him for the ride, she jogged towards the back entrance, knowing that it would be open for employees only. Her faintly wavy raven locks fluttered against the sides of her bronze cheeks as she quickly entered the building. Her eyes peered around the hallway, noting that no one seemed to be around. Shrugging a little, she headed towards the locker room where she could stow her things. Apparently she wasn’t as late as she thought since things still seemed fairly calm.

Aimée slumped down in her personalized chair, flopping her head against her dressing table. She was so tired and the constant giddy chatter of the other girls wasn’t helping her mood one bit. It occurred to the young female that she should have just called in tonight. Unfortunately it was far too late for that, so she needed to woman up and do her job.

“Fantastic. I can already tell how this night is going to go.”

Her mutters was lost amidst the cackling and overly zealous cheers of the other girls. Most of them were new, which made it ever worse for the veteran. Clambering off the seat, she moved over to where her costume was hanging up and slid into it. Most of the girls dressed like specific occupations and she was currently dressing up like a sexy cowgirl. Adjusting the cowboy hat upon the top of her head, she nodded before stretching a little. Her ocks were quickly placed in French-braids-pig-tails and she secured the ends with black ribbons.

“Go on, get out there, girls.” Aimee managed, moving to get ready to go on stage. She went by Verona at the club and just needed to wait for her introduction.
 
"Now Yall! The moment you all have been waiting for!" shouted out the DJ, "Give it up, for Miss Verona!!!" he said as the lights began to dim save fore the ones on the stages, Evacuate the Dance Floor intensifying.

Louis looked at the Asian woman again, her face seeming to be familiar to him as he looked over at Gilbert, "So what's it going to be Gil? Hang with me or go on the hun-" His voice trailed off as his eyes widened, getting a good look as "Verona" took the stage...

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The albino chuckled as he noticed his friend eyeing the Asian girl near the bar, he nudged him with his elbow and said "Man, you can go on the hunt." he assured his friend but noticed that he was now staring at the stage as the next stripper walked into the stage. From what the DJ announced she was one of the favorites in the house so he thought that the reason why Louis was so in awe staring at the stage was because the girl must be smoking hot.

Gilbert then followed Louis eyes to the stage due to pure curiosity, in the back of his head he was trying to think how hot she could be to let his friend mute but then his eyes went wide open and his mouth went agape. He passed a hand through his hair as he slowly walked closer to the stage as he tried to comprehend what he was just seeing. The Verona girl was indeed pretty but it wasn't that what made both male be in a state of shock. Verona was no Verona, she was Aimée. Gilbert now only had a couple of people in front of him, dividing him from being just against the stage, close enough that Aimée could see him. The show started and a mix of curiosity and the right thing to do invaded his mind. He shouldn't watch it, he probably should look away and not watch as his friend strip from her clothes while doing a sensual dance in a stage but curiosity took the best of him as the show started and then he couldn't take his eyes away from the stage. He was sure he was going to feel guilty about it later but for now he couldn't look away from Verona.



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Aimée was in her element anytime she was out on the stage. Granted, she was pretty much in her element anytime at the club, but moreso when she was doing her routine. Her body moved in ways that most others didn't and she used her werewolf flexibility to her advantage. By the time she was announced, the lithe female felt her adrenaline pumping through her body, the aroused scents coming from the men being utilized to her advantage. Sashaying out onto the stage, she gave a sexy albeit cheeky wink before her routine started. Today she was a cowboy and tomorrow, she would be something else. Each time she changed characters, Aimée got completely into the act. Her music started as did her routine and it wasn't long until money was being either tossed onto the stage or for those lucky enough to get near her, shoved into the shorts of her outfit. As she moved, Aimée transferred the cash into her bra for safe keeping knowing that her shorts generally came off. Soon enough, she was working the stripper's bar and as she moved, she tugged off her pants, tossing them into the audience for some lucky man to treasure followed by her shirt.

She moved out to the edge of the stage to flirt with some of the guys and as they shoved money into her g-string, she ran her fingers along their cheeks and chests, flirting with them. As she worked the crowd, her gaze drifted across the sea of faces until they fell upon Gilbert's face. For a brief moment her brain died while her body continued to move along the stage as if nothing was wrong. Why the hell was he here?! She shifted her attention from him, scanning further until she spotted Louis. Just what the hell was happening?! Of all days not to wear a mask. Moving back to the other part of the stage, she blew a kiss to everyone watching just as her set ended.

"Thank you all. Stick around and maybe you'll see more of me." Aimée teased before moving backstage in nothing but her undergarments and cowboy hat to attempt to figure out how to brainwash the boys into forgetting what they just saw.
 
Loius' jaw hung open as he watched Aimee dancing. It wasn't sexy...it was don't get him wrong but given the fact that was a friend up there doing it...it was awkward. He was so stunned by what he saw that he didn't realize he was now standing next to Gilbert, the crowd dispersed.

"Ummm...." was all he could get out, "Ummm..." he could only get that out before he shook his head, "Im sorry was that?!" he said, Louis still in a state of shock.
 
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Gilbert's jaw remained open during the whole performance, sure she looked hot and knew what she was doing on that stage but it was Aimée for fuck's sake. It was the girl next door that usually would come to his apartment and hang around while eating and drinking. The albino blinked a couple of times once she left the stage to come out of his state of shock, he took a deep breath and looked at Louis, Gilbert was still holding the bottle of beer in his left hand but he seemed to have forgotten all about it. "I think that the expression you're looking for is: What the fuck!" he then finally took a long sip of the beer to calm down his nerves, almost emptying the whole bottle.

"So... what do we do now?" was all that Gilbert could ask, a ton of questions running in his head and a deep feeling of being lied to crawling under his skin. He always deemed himself good at figuring out people, of course he had a lot to thank to his werewolf senses in such subject, but still; he was completely outraged that he couldn't sense the extension of her lies. He knew she was hiding something but he always thought that it was something small not something big like having a secret job as a stripper in a supernatural night club.



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