Leon smiled as he grabbed his suitcase, pulled out his lab-coat and smiled devilishly. "I think it's time for my.. Break." And laughed as he walked over to the Restroom and changed, pulling clothes out of his lab-coat. He soon enough came out wearing his formal clothes. He placed his lab-coat on his suitcase, then proceeded to walk to a dance floor. He snapped his fingers along the way, humming to himself, 'It's just that feeling.." He turned to Wulfwynn and softly said, "Be a dear and play me some Pop Lock And Drop Dead, by Good With Grenades would you?"

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The fairy turned yet again as her attention was claimed by another. A male, who had bravely charged the dance floor alone. And yet another fox? She wondered if this was a gathering for the species.

*Looks back over her shoulder at the guest and grins* First he pronounced my name wrong. Not 'wolf' but 'Wulf' and I know it's hard to tell in the dark atmosphere of the place but I have the tail and ears of a wolf." She grins and notices that Leon has re-appeared dressed a bit more casually. She hears his request and digs through the collection until she finds the right disk. Getting things all set she pops on the requested track and starts to get the lights working.

The fairy takes a moment to stare at the DJ. Then she attempts rubbing her green eye while blinking the blue. Having a little trouble detecting these parts, she wonders for a moment if she's being tricked and decides not to worry about it.

"Wulf it is," she replies, shrugging.

*Feels someone staring and looks up to see the Fae looking at her.* "It's hard too see them being that they're black and so is the corner here." *She speaks softly as though she is standing right next to her.* "How about a proper introduction. My name is Wulfwynn but you can call me Wulf. As you can see I'm the new DJ. Who might you be?"

The fairy fails to resist the temptation to stare for a few more seconds as she nods slowly, straining her ears to hear this supposed wolf-child from so far away.

"Wulf-wynn," she repeats, sounding rather awkward. "Old fashioned name, solid. Name's Dystopia-pessimistic-don'tcha-think?" She pausing for breath, for the last part took quite a bit of air to rush. "Call me Dizzy, or Dys, or whateva you can think of."

Noticing that they were being admired, Dys gives her wings a gentle flap, careful not to hit anyone or anything near her person.

"More animals in here, yes?" she asks. "Foxes and wolves, methinks... I's a rare in here~"

She trails off, seeming rather pleased. A bit like a child that had found a penny.

"E... Eh?" She blinks, realizing that the fox was still talking. "Ah, no thank you~"

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She drifts off again, her attention stolen by the antics of the other fox. She laughs, the sound rowdy and big compared to the conversational tones around her.

"There's a man that knows how to treat the dance floor!"

*fiddling with some switches she finally gets the dance floor lights turned on, making it look like a rainbow exploded. Getting them under control she was just in time to see Leon toss a rose in her direction. Nimbly she reaches out and catches it. Carefully she tucks it behind one ear while looking at Leon.* "No, that wouldn't be a good nor smart thing to let happen.*Turning she looks over at Dystopia* "Be welcome to our club Dystopia. I don't think that's a very pessimistic name at all." Turning she starts up another song, and gets the lights to go along with the music.

Dystopia watches as Wulf adds another rose to her hair, wondering if the others were gained in the same way. She watches the rose-giver out of the corner of her eye, to see if he is interested in dancing some more.

Dystopia smiles and gives her hairpiece another determined pull. One had to feel sorry for the poor flower, which had somehow remained in one piece through its abuse.

"Its okay, Leon~" she replies, taking her hand off her riding crop to accept his. "I have a rose~" She takes a look around and smiles. "We all do!"

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She would have continued, but she had to duck to narrowly avoid being struck by the flying fan.

"Ehh! Mean~!"

Standing up, she bops the attacker with her riding crop. Gently.

"Take that!" she giggles.

*Smirking she pulls a stool out of the corner and sits down to watch the happenings of the club. She laughs as Dystopia tries to smack Gary for being mean to Leon. Turning down the music a bit since no one was dancing she watches the three with glee.* "Don't worry Gary, now that you've got a DJ I won't let him try any of that here."

Dystopia stares at the unnamed fox for a moment, not sure what he was talking about.

"... Is that a bad thing?" she asks, curiously.

Dystopia eyes the dancing fox, who seemed have gone through a rather odd personality shift within the last few seconds. Then she gives him a gentle tap with her riding crop as well, ready to whack again- and quite harder- if he turn against her as well.

"Down boy," she suggests, an eyebrow raised.

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Then she turns to the other fox and bops him, too.

" You gonna squish him," she complains.

*Laughs as she watches Leon once again get bested by Gary. She looks over to Aisha* "Evening. Didn't see you come in. I was busy watching these two fools go at it again." She grins as she gestures toward the boys. Looking at Dystopia.* "Don't worry too much about them dear. They do this type of thing on a regular basis."