{{ I was gonna add a pic of Andy's human form but uh... the pic wouldn't be nice so no pic. Maybe a link later XD }}

Everyone got bored right? It was normal, it might even be considered an actual emotion to some. To Andy for instance. He was usually bored. And you can only be bored so long before you have to do something about it right? That was normal too. But... the thing was... Andy didn't care about 'normal'. He wasn't what this world called 'normal'. He was a demon. 

And at this point he he had found an unfortunate demon amongst the club that had caught his attention and was toying with his mind leisurely from behind the bar. His jaw rested in his hand and his eyes focused on this one demon. He, himself, was in his demon form because he saw no point in walking around as a human in a supernatural club. He drummed his claws against the counter top. 

Daancceee... Andy sent the suggestion to the other across the room with a smirk as the demon stood up, startling his companions, and started to dance. He giggled from behind the counter and leaned back, releasing the other from his mental grip and watched as he tried to explain his sudden outburst. "Fun, fun." He said, his voice smooth and flowing. He blinked, looking over the crowd in front of him again. 

[[ Detness: Is it OK for Andy, Kai, and Riley to run/own the club? :3 Just slapping things down ]]

((Sure, Riley can crush on him. c: But to get this demon you've got some work to do. P:

And, as is my custom, my dude is bi. ouo; At this point, it should eb widely known that, if at all possible, I make guys that are usually either bi or gay. Usually bi. XD;;;))

Nathaniel stood in front of a supernatural bar, then stepped into the building and shifted quickly into his demon form from his human one. A fanged grin spread across his face, his dark hair falling with gravity as he tilted his head to the side a bit. His colorless, red-pupiled eyes, unseen behind the curtain of black that was hsi hair across his face, scanned the bar as he ventured further inside.

The demon ran his clawed fingers through his hair, moving it aside so that only one eye was visible, the red pupil seeming to glow at the center of the white iris. He adjusted the hair he moved to allow it to fall behind one of his horns, the devil pausing to look out at the crowd.Briefly, he wished he'd brought a couple of his underlings with him to fetch him a drink while he explored the place, learning where everything was.

Soon enough, however, Nathaniel found himself simply relaxing at the bar, facing out to the crowd with his elbows resting on the bartop. The devil then took the time to brush imaginary lint off of his black dressy-like shirt, followed by brushing imaginary dirt from his mathing black pants.

He thought himself a rather...odd sort of demon. Others had wings, tails, claws, and horns, or an infinite mixture of at least three of those qualities.However, Nathaniel only had the horns and the claws, no tail or wings to hide while in human form. No, the only things he had tohide while he was a human was his eye color, his horns, his fangs, and his claws, so he felt quite comfortable in human form. Despite this, he preferred his natural, demonic form, for it was in this form he was truely free.

((Woot. Cx Lookit~ I made a decent post~))