Loud music. Obnoxious people. The air thick with the scent of alcohol and weed. It didn't take much for Nami to realize that she didn't belong there. Everything around was so alien to her, having only heard about those things from conversations she was never a part of.

So many times, she contemplated leaving, so many times she convinced herself that she shouldn't. The music wasn't half bad, but she'd be damned to be caught dancing in front of so many people. Maybe coming here was a bad idea. She shook the thought out of her mind. Nah, the least I can do is spend the night. Who knows, maybe I can scratch a few things off my bucket list. She figured.

"Hey there little lady." A guy sat next to her and uninvitedly threw his hand over her shoulder. She resisted her urge to sock him in the face.

"I got something for you if you aren't really feeling this party, wanna give it a try?" Nami took the drug from his hand and began examining it.

"3,4-Methyl​enedioxy​methamphetamine, and here I thought Maze cracked down on all the hard drugs here?" Nami wondered as curiosity grew in her.I remember Aldred saying I had a higher tolerance to harmful substances than most people, so would it be okay if I took this?

"Candy isn't a hard drug, or at least my variant isn't. The effects will wear off by tomorrow morning and trust me when I say you'll be feeling as fresh as raw fish." Nami rolled her eyes.

"Raw fish is dead so it doesn't feel anymore, but if it isn't as strong then I guess I'll take a bite. What's your price?" Giving in to her curiosity she began to feel a rush of excitement come with it.

"On the house pretty lady, the names Quavo, if you need another dose then you can hit me up." A card appeared in the hand that was over her shoulder. A businessman I see.

"This is probably the last time we talk so I'll have to pass." Quavo chuckled.

"Trust me pretty lady, this won't be the last time we chat." He dropped his card on her lap before leaving, disappearing in the thickening crowd of people. She eyed the pill, realizing that it had an addictive factor to it. You only live once. She thought to herself before downing the drug in one go.

She sat there on the sofa, staring at the ceiling as she waited for the drug to kick in. Some people she didn't know sat around her and began passing around a blunt to each other. The smoke infecting Nami's lungs.

"Hey man, wanna hit?" The guy next to her asked as he placed the blunt near her face. She took the blunt in her hands and stared at it for a while. "Cannabis and MDMA, I wonder if it'll hit quicker with it."

"My weed goes well with everything sweety just give it a hit and you'll ascend." Nami giggled. Comparing the feeling of a high to Ascension was absurd or at least she thought it was, being unable to ascend made her curious to see if the statement was true. And so, in one pull Nami finished the entire stick. She held it in for a bit before letting out a heavy cloud of smoke out of her mouth with light coughs.

"Damn girl, that was epic." The guy next to her exclaimed as the rest looked at her with a shocked expression. "You should hang with us if you want another hit."

Is this what these events are like? I'm not amused, but I still got other things to scratch off my bucket list. She thought.

"I'm sorry boys but imma have to steal this one from you." Nami got pulled out of the group. A blonde beefy man in all black walking with her in the opposite direction.

"And what if I was enjoying myself?" She came to a full stop that shocked the man as he could barely get her to budge.

"Ey, bro you shouldn't steal another man's catch like that." The guy she sat with walked up to her to try and wrestle her back. Not noticing the stink eye he was getting from Nami.

Did he just call me a catch?

"I'm the one who invited her, so you should back off while you still can." Finally, a familiar face, it was Duncan. He was obviously drunk or tipsy by the very least, but it was still him.

"I don't appreciate being a prize for you boys to fight over." She slipped her hands out of both of their grips before walking on ahead. "Come on Duncan, was there something you..." She trailed off. The floor began to move under her feet. She smiled to herself. So, this is what it feels like.

All the sudden she felt restless, her skin firing up as it became more sensitive, her vision distorting as everything began to look more colorful. A rush of excitement began to take over her and she grabbed the first thing she got her hands on and pulled it to the dance floor. Unknowingly pulling Duncan into the crowd of dancing people as her favorite song began to play. She felt the heavy beat vibrate inside her. The music got louder, rumbling down to her very soul.

She jumped for joy as the DJ played on, feeling every beat and lyric of the song, Party, by Chris Hazel. Duncan was confused but enjoyed her energy as he jumped alongside her. The two danced together as if they had known each other for a long time, synchronizing flawlessly.

Nami could feel herself growing parched as the song went on and she eventually asked Duncan for a drink. The two pushed through the crowd hand in hand until they climbed to the second floor.

"Oh god, that was awesome!" Nami exclaimed, still feeling hyper.

"Let me go get us some drinks we can talk over." Duncan began walking over to the Bar.

"Nothing strong please." Nami shouted. But Before Duncan could even get close, he was spotted by Tiffany who rushed straight at him.

"Oh my God, Duncan is this your new Girlfriend? She is so pretty. Duncan and his girlfriend sitting on a tree. K.I.S.S.I.N.G." She sung and then proceeded to laugh.

"Shut up Williams! Mind your own damn business." Duncan said agitated by her teasing. He noticed that she was being supported by Chris and instantly softened up.

"She had a little too much to drink, didn't she?" He asked him.

"Yeah, about six shots of Grey. After that a bunch of dudes started flirting with her, so I had to make an excuse to get out of the situation. I thought I should bring her to Maze, but she pointed at you, so I knew you must've been one of her friends, right?" He asked for assurance.

"Unfortunately little man, I am. Give her to me I'll find a quiet place to rest."

"Duncan, where's your girlfriend?" Tiffany asked noticing Nami had disappeared. Duncan looked around him before hearing loud shouting from the bottom floor.

Ah shit, a fight at this hour!? Duncan thought as he rushed over to the screaming crowd.

He pushed his way through the crowd but when he got there, he noticed it wasn't a fight, they were just watching someone dance. What surprised him though was who was on the dance floor.

Her moves were fluid, naturally following the beat of the song. She had removed her hoodie allowing her hips to captivate the crowd, even Duncan found it hard to look away. She was in her element and when the music stopped, and the crowd cheered Nami realized she had just danced in front of all those people. She ran out feeling embarrassment washing over her mixed with a hint of excitement.

Nami sighed feeling slightly exhausted, watching her breath form a ball of mist in the cold of night. Duncan was able to get her a drink at the end of the day, having it be a cider as per Nami's request. A request she instantly regretted after a few sips of it. She placed the can on the floor, not wanting anything to do with it. The effects of the drug were wanning which sucked because she knew her fun was going to go with it.

Maybe I do need to contact that guy. Nami thought as she eyed the number on the card.

Nah, he'll probably offer me something stronger, I think I'm done ruining myself for one night. Her common sense interjected which was how she knew the effects of the drug were completely gone. She sat out staring at the night sky as her mind began to wander. Aldred would not approve. She thought, imagining how he'd react. There was no video footage, so she'd just lie her way out of it. Dad has raised quite the crafty one. She praised herself as she began to think of her father. She was a long way from home, but she preferred it that way, only wishing her father was there with her too. Knowing him he would've danced with her in there. That damn drunk. She sighed to herself, burying her face in her arms. I wish you were here.

Her world began to grow silent. As her thoughts centered on the only men that mattered in her family. The cheers of the roaring crowd in the party took her out of it as she tossed all thoughts of her family to where they belonged, the back of her mind. I bet someone else has turned up on the dance floor. She figured as she picked herself up.

Nami walked towards the entrance only to see a large group of people pour out. A fight had broken loose and seemed to be intensifying. Nami sighed as she watched the crowd cheer on. It didn't involve her, so she wasn't interested. It seemed even the security was struggling to break it up, until a familiar figure began walking through the crowd

"That's enough." A large shockwave went off, causing some people to fall on the floor. "I suggest you assholes leave before I run out of patience. You're ruining the party." Nami was immediately intrigued, but she waited until the crowd dwindled before going to scope the scene. There was no mistaking it, that shockwave came from a Mage, and once she was close enough, she discovered exactly who this mage was.

Bastien was about to let out a sigh before he heard his name being called. "What!?" He turned to see who it was and got immediately annoyed.

"Oh, it's you." He sighed as he saw Nami approach him.

"Tell me what happened." Nami said wanting to get straight to the point.

"You lil bitch, would it kill you to be a bit nicer!?"

"That shock wave, I wanna know what caused it." Her facial expression remained plain which annoyed him to no end. Sucking his lips he walked past her, deciding not to entertain her antics.

"The use of magic is illegal in this city. It would be a shame if one of the big names of Rosemary were to be arrested for it." Bastien stopped and slowly turned to her.

"And what makes you think I will allow that to spread?" His eyes narrowed into a death glare as Nami stared back at him. She began walking closer and closer, stopping when she was close enough to feel his breath on her face.

"Because I'm not afraid of you." Nami had an intense glare in her eyes staring back at Bastien's icy blues.

"A brawl was about to break loose. It was between that new Southerner and some other guy I don't know, so I gave those idiots an option, either they take a hike or get flattened by me, safe to say they chose the right option." He explained feeling a hint of pride. Nami took a few steps back as she began thinking.

"Do you know what started the fight?"

"Now how the fuck am I supposed to know that?!" He raised his voice at her as his frustration continued to build.

"Damn, I should've known there is a limit to how useful you can be." Bastien closed the distance between them before slamming Nami on the ground with his hand on her throat.

"You're lucky, Maze told me to not go too rough tonight or else I would've made you red paste by now." Nami chuckled.

"Oh Bastien, you're only holding me because I let you." All the sudden Bastien couldn't move his arm as he had finally caught on as to what position he was in. His head was wrapped between her thighs and calf as she wrapped his arm in an armbar. The triangle hold. When? How? He wondered as he tried to remove his arm from her iron grip. She was lighter than him, but he could barely lift his head. The precision in her technique, and the speed she moved in to counter him...

She pushed him off with her leg as she picked herself up. "I'll be taking my leave now, tell Duncan that the party was fun." Nami began walking away, figuring that she was better off looking for him on her own.

"I'd hurry if I were you." Nami stopped as a chill ran down her spine. She turned to him, standing in a loose defensive stance. His eyes were grey. A possession? Now? That mage... their in this party.

"Oh, well what you're waiting for? Any longer, and someone might lose their life."