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Lorna Dane	It's still early but the club is setting the place up for a special spooky themed event. Probably to go with the goth speed metal group that's playing tonight, the club is outfitted with dark moody lights in shades of purple and orange, a flickering dark disco light, spider webby decorations, black lace mats and curtains and skeletal adornments. People are dressed in similar goth attire as they start to trickle in, trying to snag a seat before the 'Grey Skulls' make a dramatic entrance. Lorna has been a fan of this new but talented group and she managed to convince Alex come along with her. She's dressed in black leather pants, a deep purple metallic crop top and black crop leather jacket with a purple bat embroidered on the back. In her green hair she has little bat wing hair clips and matching black lace gloves with wings on the cuffs.
Logan	Logan is here in normal attire. Did he miss the memo? Yes. Completely, utterly. He either read a flyer for the future or for a week ago. While everyone is there dressed in dark clothing, colors and everything else, Logan's dressed normally. A pair of blue jeans, a red and black flannel shirt, and that brown bomber jacket. So, he sticks out like a sore thumb. Still, a beer is a beer and he's happy to imbibe. Slipping up to a spot, "Beer. Nothing domestic," he's quick to add that last part. And he'll look around with ocean blue eyes while waiting for the beer.
Logan	Logan is here in normal attire. Did he miss the memo? Yes. Completely, utterly. He either read a flyer for the future or for a week ago. While everyone is there dressed in dark clothing, colors and everything else, Logan's dressed normally. A pair of blue jeans, a red and black flannel shirt, and that brown bomber jacket. So, he sticks out like a sore thumb. Still, a beer is a beer and he's happy to imbibe. Slipping up to a spot, "Beer. Nothing domestic," he's quick to add that last part. And he'll look around with ocean blue eyes while waiting for the beer.
Havok	Havok is near Lorna though he wears black tripp pants, a black fishnet shirt long black leather duster and oddly enough a black cowboy hat completes it. "Why are we here on this night for wannabes Lorna?" He asks with a shake of his head and a laugh before slapping his hand onto the bar top. "Shot of whiskey and a beer yea?" He calls to the barkeep.
Lorna Dane	Lorna Dane smiles, looping her arm around his as she tugs him towards the bar. "Because I love the headliner and it gives me an excuse to dress up..Or do you not like me looking like this?" she grins wickedly and winks at him, nodding to the bartender. "I'll have what he's having." She peers around and nods to Logan although her smile is cautious. "Logan, hey. Did you miss the memo for a dress code?"
Logan	Logan looks toward Lorna, "A beer's a beer," he says neither confirming nor denying the comment. "When did you two join The Munster family?" he asks and gives them a simple once over, their frashion is a statement.
Havok	Havok shakes his head with a laugh. "Of course I like you like this Lorn...but I mean this music ain't always that good." He chuckles before looking over to Logan. "Not the Munsters more the Adams Family."
Lorna Dane	Lorna Dane smirks a bit at that, shrugging. "Goth theme for goth music tonight, guess you did miss the memo, which is a pity. I would be amused to see you in black leather." Her green gaze sweeps across the slowly gathering crowd and for a brief moment her smile fades, eyes narrowed on something in particular before shaking her head, sipping her drink thoughtfully.
Lorna Dane	Lorna Dane smiles faintly at Alex. "Well. I like like Greyskulls, they have catchy music.." she murmurs, still distracted.
Logan	"Tomato (To-Mate-Oh), Tomato (To-Mot-To)," Logan says to Havok. The nuances may be different to many, but to Logan the two families are very much the same. "Either way, ya look like yer tryin' to impress The Cure," the one Gothy band Logan knows about. "Wish ya luck impressin' Robert or whoever," he says hoping that the night goes well for Alex and Lorna. It's not his scene, but he's hopeful for them. Chuckling, "Only in Vegas or Madripoor darlin'," that's where things like that will stay there. In a place that, then maybe if the mission called for it. "Sorry to disappoint," hea dds knowing that it will be very rare when someone sees him dressed like that.
Havok	Havok shakes his head back and forth. "You need to learn a your goth pop culture Logan. You heard from my boyscout brother?" He asks as he takes a sip before looking back to Lorna. "These guys aren't any hate breed, or Godsmack, or The Used and Taking Back Sunday. I wouldn't call them Goth love, but they aren't bad."
Lorna Dane	Lorna Dane chuckles at Logan's comments, shaking her head. "Only person I'm trying to impress is Alex." she winks and nudges her boyfriend as she says that, "Mm, but if you like seeing me like this, I'm happy to dress this way more often.." she practically purrs in his ear. Then, sitting back, she speaks loudly enough for the both of them to hear, "Be careful, I thought I glimpsed my body double.." she looks pointedly at Logan, "And hopefully we can lay to rest anymore suspicion that *I* was the one who has been causing trouble these past few months." her tone has a slight edge to it, green eyes narrowed on Logan as she speaks. Taking another sip of her drink, Lorna peers around the crowds and their goth attire with a slight frown, "Hopefully she is the only vampire in these parts..Although this is the perfect scene for others to blend in.."
Logan	"Not fer a while, Alex," Logan thinks there may be some kind of point to bring up Scott's name like that. "These guys ain't like Who? Godsmacking Sunday?" Logan tried to keep up with those names, but afew took him by surprise. "Not my fault yer clone smelled the same." Logan shrugs a little bit. To him they did, "Not my fault someone made a copy of ya." He doesn't care about that edge. "Bigger question is: Why?" Lorna has a lot of power and many reasons to be chosen for something like that. It's something Rogue mentioned to him a few weeks back. And he's been wondering who, or what, created Lorna 2.0.
Havok	Havok shrugs. "Logan she's powerful and shes with a summers." He says shaking his head back and forth. "And not just any Summers a rather powerful Summers. Who do you think could be behind it Logan? Who else is obsessed with the Summers blood line, who even fostered us for a few years when we were children? I'd say he has plenty of reason to make Lorna 2,0."
Lorna Dane	Lorna Dane scowls and shakes her head, "I don't think she's even a clone, just someone who looks a bit like me and thought she could take over my life.." but maybe she really was a clone nd not just a deranged person..It would explain a lot. "Wait, you think Sinister had something to do with this? But..I thought he was 'trying to be good' these days. Of course, I don't exactly keep tabs on mutant villains, or anything Xmen related these days for that matter."
Logan	"I'm usually the first one on the 'let's turn Sinister to a bloody mess,' but he's smarter than ya give him credit. If he anted a Summer's replaced, we wouldn't know until it's too late," Logan knows that much of Sinister. The man is very calculcated and resourceful. And Logan already wants to dismember the man limb by limb. Bury each limb in six feet of concrete on different continents. Logan leans back, "The crazy perso n might be enough of a reason," it'd explain a few things. Logan's not fully sold on anything. That just feels like the best idea so far.
Havok	Havok shakes his head with a smirk. "You seem to think you know Sinister better than I that was raised for part of my life by him?" He says chuckling. "Of course I think he's involved if its a clone that's his area. And who said replacing a Summers, make a clone of Lorna lure me out to get me on his side." Alex says taking another sip. "Again thats if this is a clone, if she's some crazed psychopath than perhaps there's no connection."
Lorna Dane	Lorna Dane sighs, rubbing her temples. "So either a clone or a deranged psychopath..Either way I saw her or I think I saw her a moment ago. We should check out the place, I saw her heading towards the dance floor.," she points towards the fog covered floor, easy to hide in or get lost in.