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Post by Conor on Oct 5, 2010 1:30:11 GMT -5
Conor had lost intrest in the dancing, He yawned and rested his head on his hand. The ammount of empty glasses in front of him was smaller than before but it was still enough to knock the hardest drinkers on their ass and he still wasn't tipsy He then rested his head on the bar, he was tired and anyone could see that
"Ugh, I hate jet lag" He mumbled to himself, he raised his head and re adjusted his coat, and then proceeded to take up the same position as before
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Post by Shelly on Oct 5, 2010 11:55:42 GMT -5
The night was black as ink, with a slight mist falling all around her. She sighed deeply, stepping lightly over the cracks on the sidewalk, stopping in front of a club that looked intriguing. Loud music assaulted her ears as someone opened the door and walked up the stairs to the street. She contemplated going inside, and just as she was about to walk by, something caught her attention. Peering into the dark club, she watched as two people swayed to the music on the dancefloor. A pretty Asian girl moved to the beat as she grinned flirtatiously into the face of her tall, big partner. 'Hmmm, from their body language, looks like this could be entertaining' Shelly thought to herself, grinning slightly as she walked into the smoky club. Casting glances every now and then to the pair on the dance floor, Shelly made her way to the bar, where she could not help but notice a man sitting alone, gazing also at the pair. The amount of empty glasses in front of him suggested that he should be snoring; however, he was alert and sitting up. Surprising.. Shelly sat down a couple of stools from the man and ordered a tequila. She took in the scene around her, noticing a lone woman standing off to the side. Stunning in looks and stature, the woman was also drinking in the scene, a smirky look on her face as she watched the dancing couple. 'This could get interesting' Shelly grinned, tossing her long platinum blonde hair behind her as she settled into the stool, sipping her tequila and watching...ever watching...
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Post by Hecate on Oct 6, 2010 23:23:09 GMT -5
A sneeze pierced through the music of the club.The source of the sneeze-Hecate- wiped her nose on a tissue provided by the bartender.
"Ugh, I must be allergic to all these hormones in the air."she grumbled, still wiping at her nose.Sighing, she pulled her sweater tighter around her thin body, shivering a little."Either that, or I'm getting sick."
No one payed her any attention-most likely, they simply assumed she wasn't quite all there in the head. That isn't to say that isn't true, just not in the sense they were probably thinking. Flat brown eyes scanning over the crowds of the Underground, not for the first time that night.
A flash of..platinum blond caught her wandering eye, and she instantly zoomed in on an unfamiliar woman, who appeared to be making herself comfortable at the bar. Hecate wrinkled her nose in disgust as she watched her drink her tequila.Ugh.The look of disgust earned her a look of concern from a passing patron; to them it looked like she was sick.
"Oh, hey there.You're new here, right?"Hecate had slid out of her seat and wandered over to Shelly, her still almost-full bottle of water held in her hand. From her 5'9" height, Hecate had to look down at the blond-headed woman, her head tilted to the side as she regarded the unfamiliar woman.
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Post by Shelly on Oct 7, 2010 7:28:29 GMT -5
Shelly sat quietly at the bar, sipping her tequila. She alternately drank from the glass of water sitting next to her tequila to prevent becoming "tipsy." Her teacher always taught her to be observant wherever she was, and alcohol does dull the senses...
The dancing pair continued flirting with each other, the woman clearly manipulating the situation. Shelly smirked, thinking what fools men could be when it came to the opposite sex. They thought with what was between their legs rather than their brain...
Suddenly, the hairs on the back of her neck rose, causing Shelly to tense up. 'Someone is behind me' She thought, clenching her glass and getting into a defensive stance.
"Oh, hey there. You're new here, right?" The tall, thin woman said as she stopped beside Shelly, regarding her with what looked like curiosity. Turning around on her stool, Shelly smiled at the woman, and replied, "why yes. How kind of you to notice. I am actually new in town. Are you a local?" Smiling at the woman, Shelly paused to take a sip of her tequila and noticed the man with all of the glasses in front of him begin to stir.
'Hmmm, I wonder if he is listening, and appearing to be drunk is part of his game?' Shelly looked back at the woman, and smiled, thinking yes, she was right, this is definitely going to be interesting...
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Post by Hecate on Oct 7, 2010 23:02:52 GMT -5
"why yes. How kind of you to notice. I am actually new in town. Are you a local?"
A chuckle tumbled from Hecate's thin, pale lips.
"A local?Hardly, but I certainly know my way around the place."As she spoke, she sat down in the seat next to Shelly, setting her water bottle onto the bar top as she did so. Resting her chin in her hand, she watched Shelly's eyes flicker back to Conor, then back to her.Interesting.
"So,what brings you to this humble little night club?New York is crawling with loads of them, you know."
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Post by Shelly on Oct 8, 2010 8:41:35 GMT -5
“So, what brings you to this humble little night club? New York is crawling with loads of them, you know”
Being pretty new to the social scene, Shelly was not sure if the woman was being friendly, or sarcastic. Determined to be positive, Shelly pushed aside the negative thoughts and focused on her response.
“Good question, but one I am not sure if I can answer sufficiently, or correctly. I really don’t know why I decided to come in here…I was passing by, heard the music, and truthfully, saw those two dancing and was intrigued.” Pointing to the still dancing pair, Shelly grinned, and turned back to the woman. She looked deeply into her eyes, seeing curiosity, and no hint of malice. ‘Unless she is excellent at masking her emotions, she seems to be genuinely curious’ Shelly thought, smiling at the woman, and then taking another sip of her drink.
“What can you tell me about this club? The atmosphere seems… charged if you know what I mean…” Shelly asked the woman. Just then, she felt something brush against her back, and turning around to see who it was, was puzzled when nothing was there. ‘creepy…’ she thought, feeling goose bumps break out on her arms. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the man with all of the glasses in front of him perk up as if interested…
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Post by Ysme on Oct 9, 2010 6:21:51 GMT -5
She heard him say something into her ear. Despite the the music, with the look in his eye the way he was moving against her and her rudimentary grasp of a few spanish essentials she got the message loud and clear.
Looking into his deep brown eye's she reached up around the back of his neck, running her finger nails down the nape of his neck, she pulled him gently to her lips. Feeling the softness of her flesh pressed against his hard muscualr frame, she unconciously sent out tingling surges of excited energy. Her lips soft and sensitive met his in a brief electrifying kiss.
Breaking off and looking into his eyes again she grabbed his hand and pulled him back towards the bar. Clip clopping happily.
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Post by Hecate on Oct 9, 2010 9:59:15 GMT -5
Hecate glanced in the direction of Hang and a large man whom she didn't recognize.
"Oh them? I can see why.." she trailed off, a distant look in her flat brown eyes, before she remembered that she wasn't alone.
“What can you tell me about this club? The atmosphere seems… charged if you know what I mean…”
A knowing grin stretched her thin pale lips, her flat brown eyes fixing back on Shelly.
"I know what you mean, if only because I spend a little bit too much time here."stroking her chin with her slender fingers, she regarded the woman next to her with open curiosity..and suspicion. "But, before I go spilling the beans, I like to know who I'm talking to."
She held out her pallid hand to Shelly, saying as she did so:
"Everyone calls me Hecate, and yourself..?"
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Post by Conor on Oct 10, 2010 14:34:32 GMT -5
Sat with his head firmly on the bar conor looked up sharply "Barkeep, I need space for more drinks can ye please comply" he said jokingly "But seriously another drink if ye please" He hadn't really been paying attention to the conversation The new girl was having with Hecate or the dancing the was going on with the Asian girl and the really big guy,
he was on his own looking at his phone he had no new messages or missed calls "I don't know why i even look at this blasted ting, Hm maybe its time te change cities again"
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Post by Shelly on Oct 11, 2010 8:07:05 GMT -5
"But, before I go spilling the beans, I like to know who I'm talking to."
She held out her pallid hand to Shelly, saying as she did so:
"Everyone calls me Hecate, and yourself..?"
Smiling, Shelly took Hecate's hand in her own and firmly shook it. "Pleased to meet you Hecate, please call me Shelly."
Shelly saw Hecate nod slightly, her lips turned up slightly toward a smile. Shelly noticed her hands were on the cool side, and given the pallor of her skin, wondered if the woman were chilled, or feeling ill. Ever the emotional-minded person, Shelly's heart went out to Hecate, not even sure why.
Above the noise of the music, Shelly heard the lone man with all the empty glasses ask for another drink. His voice was surprisingly pleasing to the ear, and not at all slurred. 'Wow, given the amount of alcohol he has drunk, I am surprised he is even awake.' He was handsome in a rugged sort of way, and Shelly continued to look at him. She could not see his eyes, but guessed they would be piercing: piercing to the soul.. Seeing the man look at his phone, Shelly turned her eyes away in embarrassment at having been staring, afraid he would notice her watching him. She turned her attention back to Hecate.
"I can totally understand not wanting to share anything with me as you don't know me. If you have found me to be "ok" I would love to hear your story." As Hecate appeared to ponder Shelly's request, she heard a high-pitched giggle behind her. Turning, she saw the big man and Asian girl leave the floor. 'Hmmm, wonder where they are going?'
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Post by Aqualizard on Oct 11, 2010 9:59:51 GMT -5
Aqua was in his room wearing only a pale gray silk pants listening to Joyce Cooling almost falling asleep. He was imagining himself dancing to the tune with several jazz musicians all around him. It was the end of a tough day of training and he really needed the sleep, but the music was not letting him. One thing is true about Aqua, he can only sleep when his environment sleeps.
(reality changing) As he taps his finger on the wooden side of his bed the music stops. He opens his eyes and notices that he is inside a white marble box. Once his head stops spinning he realizes that he is sitting on a toilet.
Damn, I was just getting to the good part of the music, where am I? he though. I'll never get use to this Opening the door in front of him he found himself to be inside an incredible gold filed bathroom. Dubai?
He noticed a figure on the mirror, white tux, matching hat, cane, and tie with his hair pulled back and tied into a small pony tail. The light made him almost glow. He smiled at the figure thinking to himself Now I am in for it, this guy must be the owner of the place and he is gana kill me for invading his bathroom. A moment passed as he stared at the figure and found out that he was actually looking at a mirror and that he had been starring at himself for a while now. Aqua still wasn't familiar with his own face. With a sigh of relief he made his way towards the door and found himself inside a large club, people of all shapes and sizes and styles. He wasn't a hard one to spot, stuck out like a white pimple on a teenage girl's forehead. He just made his way into the middle of the crowed casually and started to look around.
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Post by Ysme on Oct 11, 2010 10:00:12 GMT -5
Hang made her way off the dance floor heading to the bar. There she saw the two girls by the bar near the Irish guy. The tall one of the two was familiar though they had never really spoken. The other was definitely new. She had a strange appearance. Nothing you could really put your finger on. Platinum blonde hair, blue eyes. Pretty average really but her manner was "different", slightly confusing maybe. Hang smiled as they met eyes.
"Hi"
She keep her hand firmly in the big guys. Her other sereptitiously found the warmth of the Irish guys thigh. "You're not going without a goodbye party are you? I thought we aere going to play." She smiled amused at the look he gave her. Then turned to the two girls.
"Come and party too, It'll be fun" Her smile open and inviting.
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Post by Enrique on Oct 11, 2010 10:41:25 GMT -5
Rick smiled at the newcomers. His hand thoroughly engulfing Hang's petite, sweet hand. The two of them looked almost like the picture of absolute diversity: His massive, muscular build standing close to her sweet, lithe body was almost comical.. Rick could make just about anyone look small standing next to him; Hang simply looked like a child standing next to a "giant" as it were... but obviously, Rick was being a true gentle-man.. "gentle" being the key word.. this man who looked like he could put his fist through a solid stone wall was really being sweet to Hang.. Rick gently placed his left arm around the shapely waist of Hang.
"Bartender," He said in his deep voice, "Set up another round for the folks here. My tab."
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Post by Conor on Oct 11, 2010 13:36:31 GMT -5
Conor's eyes shifted to see the Asian girl's hand on his thigh He didn't react much to what was going on he frankly found it more entertaining to watch he looked round at Rick as he said he would start a new tab "If yer buying yer mind kind 'a' fella" He laughed, he finally thought it best to introduce himself to the new girl He did his usual pilots salute with the words "Names Conor, nice to meet ye" He smiled
He shifted his large coat around on his shoulders, he then looked at the time on his phone, "Eh i suppose i can find some time to stay in this city fer a little while longer"
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Post by Aqualizard on Oct 11, 2010 17:04:53 GMT -5
After looking around a bit, he saw some movement near the bar and took interest in it. There were a couple of people taking really long stares into each others eyes. Something is definitely up there...I just don;t know what Aqua though as he scanned their faces. At first he missed but once he got a second glance he saw that blond hair that has taken good care of him.
Dashing through the crowed pushing everyone over and out of the way with strength that he does not seem to posses if you look at his small body and dodging the more sturdy or feminine obstacles along the way he jumped and hugged the only familiar face in the club, obviously not caring for anything that is happening around him. SHELLY!!! he screamed still holding onto her and his cane.
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