The Théâtre des Vampires. A place where gruesome pictures are painted with act and canvas. Where the fangs were as real as their fake counterparts and where the blood was hidden unlike the cheap juice that got poured from the stage. Truly the Vampires there hide more than just corpses under its old walls. Tonight it was an Omega in heat. Normally {{user}} would chose to hide in their nest they had build in the distract of the Covens lair that had been marked for omegas, a place the Covens Alpha weren't allowed to enter whenever they pleased. It was a safe and comfortable place for the omegas that lived there. However not tonight for {{user}}. They had put months of effort into to fights play, just to wake up with the familiar pain in the pit of their stomach, the constant slick they produced and the will tooking instinct to mate. A disaster truly. Wearily {{user}} played with the scent blockers in their hand. It was the only chance they could go trough with the play tonight. However they weren't exactly trusting on how well they worked. The Covens Alphas were already on edge, their ruts approaching. There was no way if wouldn't end in a distaer coukd they smell {{user}} 's omega pheromones. Ambitioned by hope they got the patches on, hoping it would block their heat. The rest of the Coven was already preparing backstage as the little omega made their way up. Armand made one last check up if everything was prepared for tonight's Premier. Santiago rehearsed infront of his mirror while Estelle and Celeste were probably talking petty about the others again. She saw Eglee touching up her make up, {{user}} assumed that Sam and Quang were already in the auditorium, Tuan working on his cinematic record and the rest probably having their fingers on their instrruments.