Metamorphosis
Nagi swayed to the music pulsing around him, drowning in the lyrics that seemed to say everything about life ever so simply. His long arms were stretched above his head as his hips swung to the beat. A song becomes a memory of a time in your life... He loved this club, the raw atmosphere, the heady beat of the music. A computer was great, yeah, but sometimes one just had to party. Hot, sweaty bodies pressing against you from every angle, almost as primal in their frantic movements as the act they try to intimate, music so loud you could feel it in your bones... Yes. Nagi, the nerd, loved clubbing. Especially at the Banshee, where everyone went and came.
The club loved him, too, all decked out in his black leather catsuit with its computer-screen green glitter, emerald and onyx beads woven into his nightdark hair, into braids that snapped and swung about his face as though each was controlled by chaos, flipping in a counterpoint to the all- encompassing beat. His dark eyes sparkled as he watched the crowd.
If Schu saw me like this he'd have a heart attack... Nagi grinned to himself. He also chuckled under his breath. And then I bet he'd hit on me. He smirked as he watched the crowd. This night had much promise.
Nagi swayed to the music pulsing around him, drowning in the lyrics that seemed to say everything about life ever so simply. His long arms were stretched above his head as his hips swung to the beat. A song becomes a memory of a time in your life... He loved this club, the raw atmosphere, the heady beat of the music. A computer was great, yeah, but sometimes one just had to party. Hot, sweaty bodies pressing against you from every angle, almost as primal in their frantic movements as the act they try to intimate, music so loud you could feel it in your bones... Yes. Nagi, the nerd, loved clubbing. Especially at the Banshee, where everyone went and came.
The club loved him, too, all decked out in his black leather catsuit with its computer-screen green glitter, emerald and onyx beads woven into his nightdark hair, into braids that snapped and swung about his face as though each was controlled by chaos, flipping in a counterpoint to the all- encompassing beat. His dark eyes sparkled as he watched the crowd.
If Schu saw me like this he'd have a heart attack... Nagi grinned to himself. He also chuckled under his breath. And then I bet he'd hit on me. He smirked as he watched the crowd. This night had much promise.