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- Posted: Fri, 25 Feb 2011 00:04:11 +0000
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The bodies on the dance floor slowed at an alarming rate. The beat and music seemed to become muffled for a moment, as if someone had stuffed cotton into Viv's ears. The grinding, sweaty bodies that created an appalling but very animalistic and humanistic scene on that rainbow dance floor almost halted in time. And with a blink of her eye, everything was back to normal. Viv found herself scrambling in the brain to catch up to the way things were, and turned an uneasy look towards Nikolai. He had moved normally, not absolutely slow. Ah, but now was not the time to confirm if she was crazy or not. No, now was the time to confirm if she looked like a whore or not. And the man, being such a sweet guy he was, decided to give her the answer Viv wanted. Though the smile was off, what with the scar upon his lip, the words and the wink with that scarred eye just made Viv's heart sing. With a proud smile upon her face, Viv turned towards Alex with a smug look. But Viv wasn't all that arrogant, she refrained from sticking her tongue out at Alex to mock how wrong he was on her appearance.
Viv turned her gaze back to Nikolai, pearly whites now shining through and thus he could now note the fangs that had been cleverly hidden before with her closed lip smile. Not any longer. Vampire, through and through. Odd with her tanned skin? Perhaps. Odd that she wasn't drinking 'wine' or 'blood' or something of the sort? Ah, well perhaps it was strange. But who questioned such things anyways? "Thank you, and you are looking quite dashing..." Viv held her tongue on explaining that he might want to consider dressing up next time. But the image of him in a nicer top and not such scruffy jeans was too comical and wrong. Even more comical when she pictured him in a suit. So, instead of allowing her thoughts to be known and her lips to part in bubbling laughter, Viv took the man's empty glass and refilled it with the vodka and coke, not to forget the ice as well, and placed it back down, noting the small dips in her bar surface. A frown obscured her pretty features for a moment as she let a finger gently run over the once smooth surface. "I just opened this place. Try not to ruin it," Viv stated before turning her head back towards Alex.
"Ah, see, not everyone thinks that people who like to dress more revealing are thus considered to be sluts." Viv grinned, stepping her way over towards Alex but not far enough to keep Nikolai out of the conversation. It was an odd distance between the two, but Viv would try to manage. Or, she would go and enjoy the dance floor with the rest of the guests. She was not trying to make Alex feel bad. Oh on the contrary. Viv just had a way about her that she enjoyed teasing people, pointing out what might be a flaw but making light of the situation. If one couldn't get her humor, they may feel as though they were being picked on, but Viv definitely did not mean for anyone to run out of her bar crying. She figured if they were old enough to be in the place, they were old enough to handle horrid humor.