JAY
Apartment ----& Bar
Awakening from her short lapse back into slumber, the young woman rolled over lazily, stretching her harms over her head and arching her back in attempt to realign her spine. Feeling as well as hearing the familiar cracks which informed her that she had done just that, pushing herself up into a sitting position she would yawn whilst looking about the room.
Nothing had changed, why would it? Why did she ever expect it to be different upon regaining consciousness? Shaking her head woefully at her own jumbled thoughts she slid off the bed and made her way down the stairs, trying to stop her head from spinning by rubbing the bridge of her nose with her left fore finger and thumb, but it would not work, it never did. Once again she would be left with a hang over, all because she simply could not help but over indulge when it came of the sweet nectar that was alcohol. It didn't even have to taste good, if it got you drunk...then Jay would drink it.
Stumbling to the kitchen she would flick the jug on and prepare a cup of very strong coffee, not even bothering to change out of the clothes she had slept in. The same white baggy s**t, white underwear and even overly large socks, something she really needed to fix, by doing something as simple as buying clothes that actually fit her. Sighing with delight as the jug finished boiling, making the all too common 'Click.' sound as it did, Jay would pour it into the mug she had chosen, all black aside from the white lettering on the front, 'QUEEN b***h' which stood out like dogs balls.
Holding the handle with practised grace she would make her way out of the apartment, walking down the hallway to the bar...Where it seemed they had quite the odd gathering of customers, a living shadow, a half breed elf, kit, and now a man and something else down at the far end, just out of the woman's sight. Shaking her head at the fact that yet again her bar was filled with non-humans, it was a wonder she didn't have a mental breakdown about it, since even the humans she did come across had some kind of woohoo power.
Groaning a little as her right hand fumbled about in a cupboard beneath the main counter, a look of extreme concentration formed upon her facial features as she continued to search for something....
[********] she would yell out to no one in particular, just venting her frustration at not being able to find her packet of cigarettes. trust this to happen, now what was she supposed to do?
Kicking the door shut, and then skilfully hopping around on her left leg as pain shot through the toes on her right, "SSshhhhiiittt" she would manage to force through gritted teeth, lowering the damaged foot back down and limping out from behind the bar.
While this had all happened, not a single drop was spilt from the coffee mug, this woman was pro, having bravely suffered through numerous hangovers in her short life, and this one would be no different.
Looking around she wondered where the hell she had stashed the smokes, had she been drunk enough to actually forget where they were? Well yes, yes she had been...Otherwise the woman would be relaxing with one right now. But instead she was left wanting...
Suddenly, like a shark smelling blood, the woman would snap her head to the left, those dark brown eyes falling upon the light haired man sitting across the way at one of the seven tables. He was smoking, the sweet chemically enhanced smell of tobacco floated through the air to gently caress her nostrils, luring her over with the promise of a taste.
An odd sight this woman would be, silver streaked black hair tied back into rather uneven pigtails, baggy shirt and underwear...Also the socks, which in fact provided little insulation from the cold concrete floor beneath her. Holding her steaming cup of coffee like it was the last thing she owned, clutching it to her chest with both hands, savouring its warmth, Jay would approach the man without any hesitation. Glancing up at the other male who was there for but a moment, he definitely was not human, which was no surprise to her, but the light haired man wearing glasses she was undecided about, he appeared normal...But what was normal here on Gaia?
Shrugging away the unanswerable questions which seemed to make her head throb that little worse for ever thinking of them, Jay would now be standing at the opposite end of the table, smilign somewhat painfully as she began to speak, "Excuse me...But do you think I could buy a smoke from you? I seemed to have lost mine." Her voice sweet, innocent...Strained. She was being as polite as possible in order to achieve her goal of acquiring a cigarette.
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