DaNCE, dANCE | wESLEY, oPEN |

The shock of almost being killed still hung in the air around him like a cloak, smothering him with the reminder. It was due to that and the pressure of performing that drew him out here tonight with Kyra. Ever since that night at Charms N' Thangs Wes seemed to be brooding even more than usual, if that was even possible. A woman like that made him feel weak, he hated that more than anything else, he could have beaten her himself if he was prepared, he maintained that illusion in his head. Glancing about at the room, he watched as people danced up against one another, they were clueless.

"Yeah, sorry. We could do it more often if I wasn't being ridden so hard to perform out there. Being worked to death is definitely not at the top of my list when it comes to hobbies." he said, laughing quietly as he leaned against the bar. It only took him moments as well to realize that they had not managed to shake the normal crowd of people from their tail that usually followed them. It seemed that Wes and Kyra were cursed to spend most of their time together with other people. "I think we're going to need to start hiring body doubles and wearing disguises at this rate." he said, pointing them out to her as he tried to remain inconspicous.

Moving a bit closer, Wes slipped an arm around Kyra for a moment, looking down at her. "We'll just have to slip out of here earlier than usual after we make an appearance I guess." he said as one of his "friends" recognized him, waving at Wes. Raising his drink in acknowledgement he could see them trying to make their way through the crowd towards them. "He doesn't get it, she is too much for him to handle. I tried to tell him, if he can't even stand up to my verbal assault he's got no chance, she's worse than me." he said, laughing as he took a drink of a rather boring rum and coke. Shaking his head at Kyra's little trick, Wes tried not to laugh out loud at his misfortune.

"Yeah, I'll get right on that. It's going to take a beating for him to get that one, not a pep talk. Guys pretty dense sometimes." he said, before moving back to the whole magic thing in his head. He had been meaning to talk to Kyra about it all, about the need to become stronger in it. Until now they were all so careful, but there was alot of powerful black magic stuff that could make them stronger than their circle. "I see you've been practicing, pretty good. Check this one out.." he said, slightly raising the hand on the arm that was around Kyra. Making a few simple hand gestures, the laces on Dylan's shoes tied themselves together. The simple prank wasn't what he was showing off though, it was how precise his telekinetic power was becoming.

"Can I ask you something, Kyra?"

At least she understood the hassle of it all, his father had recently told him to just man up about it. It was a wonder that Wes hadn't turned his magic back against his own family, tempting as the idea was, he wasn't ready for a fight of that magnitude. Instead of messing around though he wanted to be, he wanted to gain the power to fight off monsters like Selena on his own. When he could do that he wouldn't need to borrow the power of the circle, even if they were stronger together. The biggest problem with being the circle was that comradery was required, yet he just couldn't bring himself to get along with Ev. Probably because he felt that Ev was honestly more important, it made him angry to admit.

"Never actually tried any like it. Maybe we should make our own doppleganers." he said, half kidding. The idea was interesting enough, another Wes that he could turn into his own little slave boy. That seemed like it would be far too convenient however, so it most likely would blow up in his face at some point in time. There was something irresistable about Kyra, perhaps it was the way she smiled, or maybe the fact that he could tell that she genuinely liked being around him. Just his proximity seemed to make her smile, it didn't matter about all the things he didn't have time to do sometimes.

Wes felt empowered when he made her laugh, but it was more than that, he could tell that they would get far together. Facing her entirely, Wes looked about to make sure no one was eavesdropping. "Honestly, how would you feel about leaving the circle one day? If we managed to build up our power, it wouldn't matter anymore." he said, though he knew she felt the same as him about their magical power, he didn't know if she felt the same about the circle. "Ev almost got everyone killed, him and his stupid problems. I'd rather not have you in the line of fire if possible." he said, taking a drink.

"We mess around more than anything and we're obviouslly not getting anywhere. That woman.." he said, trailing off. He knew she would feel the same recalling Selena, how they were almost powerless against her abilities.

Although she could see the cockiness in Wesley's mannerisms and comments, she loved it when he was like that. Sure, many people hated cocky people because they were so full of themselves and self-obsessed. But she saw that as confidence, and why shouldn't he be confident? He had it all, what they just needed was more power, which she was confident they would be able to get one way or another. Wesley, although he may not seem that way to others, is extremely intelligent and he knows what to do and when to do it. She was confident he would have some plan rolled up his sleeve at some point, just waiting for when to use it. The two of them were so perfect for eachother, both manipulative and knowing what they wanted.

She noticed the sudden interest not only in Wesley's eyes, but also in his voice. She couldn't blame him really, as she spoke about power stealing as she was very intrigued when Everette had mentioned it to her. "He told me that she stole powers from killing people, it was like an inherant power she had. But she stole Ev and Jacinta's magic pretty easily, making me believe that there are...Spells out there which could do the same effect. If we knew where to look." She smirked towards Wesley. Although it seemed ruthless and selfish, it seemed to be the only option right now. How else were they to get better if they didn't have a little helping hand? She was sick of hearing everyone say how powerful Jace was, when they should be saying how powerful her and Wes were. No one seemed to give them much care or credit at all, which did infuriate her.

She knew Everette wouldn't tell Wesley much, because she saw the tension between them. She could completely understand Wesley's dislike for him, because like her, Wesley felt Everette was endangering them all. Not that she cared entirely for the others' safety, she only stood up about things like this because it was endangering Wesley and her as well. She was sick of Everette and all of his own problems, as if the circle was created just to help him and his brothers do their supernatural fighting after hours. Where would he be without them? And where would Jace have been, had Kyra not introduced her into the circle? It annoyed her how overlooked the two of them were. That was definantly going to change soon, they would come to see them this time.

She soon noticed the altercation, as had Wesley and she was interested as she glanced over. Nothing like a good ol' bar fight. Oh, it was just that strange librarian and one of Wesley's jocks being a stooge again. She chuckled softly as the jock fell to the floor. She had to admit, she was impressed with what that girl did, was actually something she didn't expect from a librarian. Wesley and her soon hurried over, checking out the scene first hand. She glanced over to the jock with a soft smirk. "Couldn't even score with the librarian? How pathetic do you feel now?" She smirked as she followed Wesley over to the toilets. She could hear the girl throwing up in there. Disgusting. She sighed, looking at Wesley. "I guess this is where I've gotta go in there...Unless you want to get us kicked out for going into the female toilets," She commented with a slight smirk and made her way into the toilets. She walked over to the girl, rolling her eyes softly, not wanting to do this at all. But Wes had some soft spot for her because she helped him out from time to time. Boo hoo, that was her job, was it not? "Are you okay? Do you always throw up everywhere after you kick a guy in the lower regions?" She smirked softly as she awaited a response.

While Kyra went into the restroom Wes mulled it all over, there had to be something out there to replicate the power theft Selena was capable of. If only he could think of something, he had probably come across an answer for it all and never realized it. Crossing his arms over his chest he leaned up against the wall, he couldn't really hear what was happening in there anyway. What was to stop them from taking more than just the circles magic? There had to be dozens of witches here in L.A, he knew there was no way they could be the only ones. The idea of gaining so much power was intoxicating, they probably wouldn't even stop at just witches.

If they were going to do this Wes wanted to do it big, he wanted the powers of demons too. While normally the idea would have repulsed him, he realized that with them he would be able to wipe them out. With all of that power combined he would become a powerful contender in the city, the witch to see in a pinch. The idea of becoming famous for his power went to his head, as he was raised by his father for it to do. All his life he was told to make something of himself, to be better than the other cattle. This was his chance to do just that, to stand out amongst the herd.

"I look like a creeper out here, hurry it up ladies." Wes called out to them, looking at some people as they passed. He put on his best scowl, warning them off as if he wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary. Pressing his hands into his jacket, he vaguely caught something about a lunch. Though he would look weird if he kept shouting into the bathroom, so instead he pushed himself off of the wall. "I'm going to go sit at the bar, this shouting into the girls bathroom thing is weird." he said, walking away towards the bar where they were originally.

Walking off towards the bar, he stopped to chat with the guy who got kicked. He seemed rather pissed, Wes figured he would have to difuse the situation before it started up all over again. "Leave it alone dude. Just go home, sleep it off. You're ruining my night, if you piss me off you're going to have to deal with me. What chance do you really have when you couldn't even take the Librarian?" he said, issuing the challenge. Instead of rising to it however, the man backed down, glaring angrily. He took off before Mari would come out of the bathroom.