♆☽The Thirsty Nereid ☾♆●Walk-In//Hiring●closed

[Glitter Queef]

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Deenie couldn't help but giggle slightly. Not only at the unexpected courtesy he granted her of bowing, but at the fact that she seemed to be ruffling his feathers slightly. All in good fun, of course. His horns were intimidating, and while she never liked to stereotype anyone she figured that Doryan might have a frightening temper. She did not intend to find out whether or not it was true. "Alright Doryan, I can put on some jazz now if you like. This song is almost over and I have to switch to something."

Her eyes flickered over to the white winged woman leaving the back door as she stood up to change the music. More horns. She couldn't help but feel that she may have to err on the side of trepidation around her pointed friends. She looked back and Doryan expectantly, waiting for a verdict on which direction her next song will go.

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[Malignant Ragnarok]

The demon would rotate on the stool slowly before climbing from the seated position to stand to his full six-foot-four height, his right hand fetching one of the fat cigars from the depths of the leather trouser's pocket. "I'm going out for a smoke break." The demon said as he popped the end of the cigar between his lips and tucked his hands deep into their respective pockets before wandering out behind the dragoness, using the steel toe of his boot to stop the door from closing and simply sliding past the threshold and into the outside atmosphere. Stepping to the side the three-hundred and six pound man would press his bared shoulders to the wall with only the long flowing locks of his heavy main to guard against the exterior's surface. As if following a silent command the opposing tip of the cigar would ignite with a blazing ember that was orange in color and engulfed the cigar as the man took a heavy hit from the densely packed tobacco only to promptly exhale a cloud of gray smoke from his nostrils with a gentle huff of breath.

[Doryan White]

Doryan was a grump, to be sure, but his temper only flared for very specific reasons, and being teased about his taste in music was not one of them. He simply shrugged his shoulders and moved back to the sink to go about washing out his mug. "It is your choice. As I said, I will have to adapt to this new music sometime, regardless." After all, he hardly expected her to tailor all of her music to his tastes - he'd eventually wind up listening to something unfamiliar. Best to get used to it early on, right?

[Nephaele]

Skin as white as snow,
Lips as cold as ice.

Smell of lavender and roses, Touch of clouds in heaven.

~Annabell~
The Dragon Queen
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Anna felt another soul entering the smoke room, and it wasn't one that she had directly met. Opening her eyes, the dragoness sat up straight and turned her attention to the man. What she got was a shock. For everything holy, he was huge compared to her! Silvery orbs grew wide as she looked him over carefully, tucking her wings close to her. The cigarette dangled from her lips as she very shamelessly stared at him, narrowing her eyes down some. Anna barely stood five feet at her height and weighed a little bit more than most at her height due to her curvy nature.

" Holy dragons, you look like a beefcake." Anna had absolutely no filter. She didn't care that she had just opened her mouth and said that to him, it was the damned truth. Though, she did shake her head to clear the white strands of wild kinky hair out of her face so that she could see him better. In this time of her watching him, her cigarette managed to burn out and get that ruby pout, causing a string of curse words in a foreign language to escape her with a few mad clicks.

Don't underestimate me. The cold never bothered me anyways.

[Serek Orochi]

Draksis Brokenfist

With things picking up inside the bar and the music changing from it's usual style Draksis decides to take a bit of break from the scene. He spots Mal do the same and head out into the alley where the smoking section is but he heads for the front doors instead. His exit is swift and silent and most likely goes unnoticed which is what he prefers at the given moment. Recent events have thrown him for a bit of a loop so he needs to take a moment and chill a little. Stepping out the front doors a shiver travels down his spine as the cool night air rolls over his massive frame. Draksis isn't much of a fan of cold weather but it feels a bit nice. His violet eyes shift from his left to his right surveying his surroundings. Looking towards the beach Draksis begins to make his way towards the shoreline.

Although the others probably didn't notice at the time but nothing covers his feet. So as soon as his feet touch the sand his toes curl digging into it. Sand always felt nice to walk on and reminded him of the many conflicts he participated in within desert regions. Good memories those. Smiling a little to himself he continues to walk until he feels the icy chill of the ocean water washing over his feet. Until he is about ankle deep is when he stops. Closing his eyes Draksis focuses his aura so that it encases his body like a shell. As he does this he slightly radiates it outwards causing small ripples in the water to pulsate out from his body. Doing this is similar to someone doing push ups or lifting weights. Like muscles his aura needs to be constantly conditioned and toned in order to remain strong. But this is also something Draksis does to clear his mind and relax. He'll probably remain out here for a few minutes and maybe do a few other exercises before returning to the bar. Those who can sense energy may slightly feel his energy while he is doing this but it would be very feint and not appear worth keeping an eye on.

[Glitter Queef]

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Deenie smiled and played the next song within the genre that she was already playing. She hadn't much jazz in her collection, anyhow, but figured she could play it another time for him. Eyesdown filled the room and she watched another demonic figure leave to the back alley. She sipped at her water again, walking away from the stage to amble aimlessly throughout the bar. Humming along with the music she decided to get herself a drink. Since the bartender was outside, she took matters into her own hands and poured herself a vodka cranberry.

She took her time walking back towards the stage, sitting on her stool and gathering the far-off look in her eye as she lost herself in thought.

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[Syrazel Moonfyre]

Finishing her cold dinner, Nyx did a round of gathering empty bottles and the few dishes that had been used. PUtting bottles in recycling after a quick rinse, she took the dishes to the kitchen and started washing them. Might as well just get them out of the way. For now the bar seemed in good hands, and she might wanna think about calling it a night -- but they were still fairly full. So instead she wandered back to the bar counter, just in case anyone needed something, and simply sat on the bar stool. Closing her eyes, she just listened to the music for a bit, feeling like the added staff had really taken a weight off her. She just felt exhausted at this point - what was an introvert doing running a bar again?

[Nighttime Symphony]

"All right," she said as he got up from the stool, turning so she could order another beer.

Unfortunately, his damn tail hadn't unwrapped from around her leg. "Uh, babe--" Of course, his stride was huge, yanking on her leg and pulling her off the stool. Cursing, she followed him, hopping on one foot, shaking her leg in an effort to get his tail to let go. "Mal, my-- MAL, my leg!" By this point, she was teetering along behind him, barely able to keep up with him as he went outside.

Crossing the threshold was her downfall-- literally. The toe of her boot got caught in the doorway, and she lurched forward falling flat on her face on the ground and staying there. She was silent for a couple minutes, trying to gather her bearings. Finally, she lifted her head and glanced between Mal and the dragoness. Well... this was certainly interesting. She glared daggers at Mal, managing to unwind his tail from her leg and climbing to her feet slowly. Hazel had missed what the dragon said completely, too focused on her own tiny misfortune to really pay attention to other conversations.

If he planned on wrapping his tail around any of her appendages, he really needed to let her go before wandering away.

[Glitter Queef]

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Deenie came out of her trance to change the song. She watched Nyx clean up a bit, then sit down. She looked so exhausted to Deenie. She heard some commotion outside, where most of the patrons seemed to have migrated to. She finished her vodka cranberry and clicked her heels back to the bar for more.

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[Kurai`Haruko]

Kizu Pantera

"Let's have fun'n' relax..We've been about due fa one."

Another giggle passed over her lips as he picked her up. She smiled against his skin,running her fingers along the back of his neck lightly,pressing her body as close to his as she could..She wholeheartedly agreed that they were due for a little fun in the sun and some good relaxing. Life had been hectic in the past few weeks. All she had wanted to do was laze about with him, delight in the feel of his cold body against hers, fire and ice melding together as one,if only for a brief period of time,"Relaxing sounds....", The tip of her tongue flicking across his skin briefly,"..Delish."

[Malignant Ragnarok]

He was about to respond to the dragoness when he realized that his tail had still had its hold on Hazel, dragging the poor girl the whole way without even realizing it! He held his hands up to showcase his innocence in the situation, before helping brush her off gently. "I'm actually pretty small for my kind." Mal admitted in regards to the woman's comment, half leaning on Hazel's shoulders and blowing another cloud of smoke from between the rigid rows of saw blade like fangs the man called teeth. "I'm Mal... This is Hazel." His right hand moving slowly to pluck the cigar from between his lips to knock some ash off onto the ground, his head leaning forward so he could gaze over the rectangular framed sunglasses which aided in concealing those ebony pools that were considered eyes. To one with an enhanced sense of scent they would have probably smelt the 'brimstone and fire' obsidian laced into his flesh which under the right light gave his red flesh a dark shimmer, the man was all muscle to boot as if carved from a large block of red granite. Shifting his position as to no longer bear down onto his poor mate anymore and straighten himself back out. The demon's tail flicking innocently behind of his figure at this point revealing the twin piercings just below the red arrow-head shaped tip the rings color contrasting on the black appendage, such a tail would have typically been super sensitive for a being of his species and to get two pieces clear through the meat and flesh would have been worst than torture to lesser demons.

[Syrazel Moonfyre]

Glitter Queef

Yup, definitely need to sleep some time... Now with staff she could go visit Cirrus more often...and thus her thoughts turned to fun ones. Incredibly fun, wonderful thoughts. Coming out of those good thoughts, Nyx noticed Deenie having come back to the bar. Hopping off the stool, the elven woman took the empty glass - then paused, remembering she hadn't filled it. "Erm, what were you having? " She laughed a bit at letting the job get away from her like that, but oh well.