If they hadn't been in a club full of vampires and mundanes, Phoenix would have pretended he didn't know what Keiran was talking about and see how the man handled outing a species in such a public space. As it was, he was insulted and worried, even if the humans wouldn't have heard over the music. "Okay, first--rude. I'm of the magical variety, thank you very much," he huffed, avoiding lying about his heritage since mages came from the fae. Not that they believed their own history anymore. Fairy tales. Also, rude! Also, lying didn't really bother his race as much as it did others, though he was often extremely truthful and no one took him seriously.
"Second, what are you doing yelling that?" Phoenix hissed and started shoving Keiran into the booth to get him out of sight and hopefully out of mind. Once they were both in, he gave a quick glance across the crowd and then turned back to the loudmouth. "I'm going to take a wild guess that you're not aware you're currently in a vampire owned club that caters to vampires, though most of this crowd are humans, likely mundane. I'm told the vampires are usually upstairs or in the booths surrounding us." Which meant they were enjoying the quick lesson he was giving Keiran. He hoped. He had some power, but he most definitely fit the stereotype of a lover, not a fighter. Incubi typically didn't have to do anything more physical than sex and he didn't want to change that now.
"I know the owner is a powerful master but he has strict rules. You aren't in any danger here, if you don't pose a threat to them." He didn't want Keiran fearing for his life but he did want the man to know the ground he was stumbling along. It was safe if he paid attention and followed the rules.
"Second, what are you doing yelling that?" Phoenix hissed and started shoving Keiran into the booth to get him out of sight and hopefully out of mind. Once they were both in, he gave a quick glance across the crowd and then turned back to the loudmouth. "I'm going to take a wild guess that you're not aware you're currently in a vampire owned club that caters to vampires, though most of this crowd are humans, likely mundane. I'm told the vampires are usually upstairs or in the booths surrounding us." Which meant they were enjoying the quick lesson he was giving Keiran. He hoped. He had some power, but he most definitely fit the stereotype of a lover, not a fighter. Incubi typically didn't have to do anything more physical than sex and he didn't want to change that now.
"I know the owner is a powerful master but he has strict rules. You aren't in any danger here, if you don't pose a threat to them." He didn't want Keiran fearing for his life but he did want the man to know the ground he was stumbling along. It was safe if he paid attention and followed the rules.
