Taste The Rainbow // Walk-in [ignore post count]

[Athrien Gothril]

Indeed it has, Lady Vivian. All too long, I could say. But Hunter has been serving milkshakes for me in your stead. Done a good job of it, too.. except for the parts where I let her choose her flavors for me. She just can't get my tastes right.. but whatever, that's what I have Vivian's Choice for.
Alex tipped an imaginary hat towards V and gave her his usual Cheshire grin.
The grin, however, faltered for a second as Alex wondered if anything out there would actually make him conjure up a hat to tip..
but alas, nothing was that fascinating for the discerning deity.
After clearing his throat and stretching himself out some more, Alex decided to gaze at the wall of booze now. The dance floor and every other feature of the bar were studied well enough at the moment.

Ah, but don't I always do just fine..? It's my curse-- but I live with it.
Alex yawned and let out an amused little chuckle at Vivian's observing the other potential couple as he made himself more comfortable on the counter. He decided to shut his eyes, maybe grab some nap-time..
Ah, indeed they are! I actually got to booze-sling a tad in her stead, but not for too long. Since the place seems intact, I'd like to say that I was a good-enough proxy. But what do I know?
After Alex was ever-so-subtly denied, he let out another victorious little chuckle and grinned ever-so-slightly.
Oh..? That reserved lounge you have?
For me? Ah, but you honor me, Lady Vivian. If I truly am granted the blessings of having such a sound-proof room to myself -- with "comfortable chairs", no less -- then I am grateful.
But I'm hurt at the idea of being left alone in there.. Don't want to just hide up yer shame with that offer, do ya, Viv..?
Another tired chuckle. Alex crossed his arms on the recliner and nestled his head in between his arms, slouching over as appropriate to make the pose happen.

[a really strong box]

WON BY A KNOCKOUT!



Yeah, go mess with him. He can rip you in half. Literally.

Don't you ever ******** talk to me...

Nikolai finished the slowdance with Hunter as the beat picked back up. His facial expression was obvious that he was sad abut their slow dance ending. He rather enjoyed slowdancing with Hunter. He looked over to his right, and he could smell Vivian. Vampires had a very...distinct smell. It wasn't bad, it was just a smell that was very distinct.

He ran his hand through Hunter's hand, and then chuckled. It was a light chuckle, a reflection of a time when Nikolai wasn't a soulless killing machine, or a man who could pick up more than thirty pounds. He guided her back to the bar, where he sat down. He patted the seat next to him. He was wondering if she had to go back to the bar, or that she could sit with him and talk some more.

about loss and hardship. You know nothing.

A few things you should know about me, then there are some things..
Mood: Slightly saddened.

[flaming fluffy guns]

Hunter Nightshade

Song of the Day
Outfit of the Day

As Hunter and Nikolai danced, she couldn't help but smile. The girl absolutely loved to dance, it made her just feel a lot better. It was probably the fact that she was using her body language to tell her partner things instead of her words. The girl slowly began to move herself closer to the angel and laughed softly as they moved. Oh man! How she loved to dance. How she loved to move her lengthy body against someone else's. As they danced, Hunter glanced over to the bar and sighed in relief when she saw that Vivian had taken over the bar. It just took one less thing off of her mind so she could truly keep her mind on the dance floor.

The slow song that they were dancing to had ended far too soon. Hunter wished that she could keep dancing, and dancing with someone like Nikolai was a definite plus. As they stopped dancing, she heard the man chuckle, causing the girl to smile. The edges of her pink lips turned up and her eyes began to dance. "You have such a nice laugh." Hunter whispered into Nikolai's ear, the music causing her to move so close as her lips brushed up against the skin.

Hunter smiled as Nikolai took her hand and led them back to the bar; she had to almost jog to keep up with his long strides. The bartender perched herself on the stool next to his and turned her body to be facing him. "So." Hunter started, glad that the loudness of the dance floor hadn't followed them to the bar. She would much rather talk in an environment where she wouldn't have to strain herself in order to hear what the other person was saying. "How did you learn how to dance like that?" Hunter inquired, placing her chin in her petit hands.

[a really strong box]

I don't really have a good idea of what Hunter looks like.


Yeah, go mess with him. He can rip you in half. Literally.

Don't you ever ******** talk to me...

Nikolai sighed to himself, a sigh of memories. He bit his lip, then began to talk. "When you live through every dance craze of the twentieth century - it kinda helps. And yes, before you ask, I did even Disco. Every Friday night - oh how I wish I could Disco-"He cut himself off with a cough.

He sighed, looking over at her. He felt awkward, his body was hot and hard as concrete, and here she was, beautiful and petite. He smiled a bit at her, and it looked like he was just smiling for no apparent reason at her.

about loss and hardship. You know nothing.

A few things you should know about me, then there are some things..
Mood:

[flaming fluffy guns]

flaming fluffy guns

Hunter Nightshade

Song of the Day
Outfit of the Day

Hunter nodded as Nikolai told his story, not keeping her dark eyes off of his face. She smiled softly and leaned back, "Well, it shows. You are a very good dancer." She complimented him and smiled softly. Her skin glistened with a thin sheen of sweat from the dance floor, which really complimented her cleavage. Somehow, her makeup seemed to be intact save a few smudges. But it was a lot better than most people would think.

Hunter let her eyes wander after Nikolai told her of his past to behind the bar. Vivian was talking to Alex and from her face, he seemed to say something rather unpleasing. Probably something about his recliner. With a slight smirk, Hunter looked back at Nikolai and noticed that he was smiling at her. A little self conscious, she blushed and looked down at herself before meeting his gaze, "W-what?"

[a really strong box]

Yeah, go mess with him. He can rip you in half. Literally.

Don't you ever ******** talk to me...

Nikolai caught himself staring at the young woman. He blushed as well. He coughed into his hand, and quickly changed the subject. He reached for her face, and pausing so she wouldn't flinch when he touched. He wiped some of her excess make-up off. He could tell her skin was beautiful beneath her makeup too.

He smiled as he gently wiped his fingers on his jeans. He caught himself smiling, his thumb sitting idly in the air. He put it down after several seconds of silence on his part, before speaking."So...where did this beautiful woman come from? I hope she came from where I think she did, because I know a great bar up there..."He said, laughing at his little joke.

More or less of a truth about the bar, however.

about loss and hardship. You know nothing.

A few things you should know about me, then there are some things..
Mood: Gidding with joy.

[flaming fluffy guns]

Hunter Nightshade

Song of the Day
Outfit of the Day

Hunter smiled softly, finding Nikolai's apparent embarrassment kind of cute. Well, really cute. It was nice to find a guy that still had a bit of humility. A lot of men these days had a rather large sense of pride in themselves, all they saw when they looked in the mirror was a big hunk of love. It was rather nauseating... So it was nice and refreshing to see that there were still guys that had a sense to blush. Suddenly Nikolai reached out to her and Hunter froze. She relaxed when she realized that he was just fixing her makeup. "Thank you." She said softly and hesitantly reached out and took his hand in hers, the one that had cleaned up her face.

When he asked about her passed, Hunter's smile flickered for a second before she sighed, "Well, I actually ran away from home at 15 to make it on my own. I'm not exactly from heaven." She said with a sad smile, thinking of her less than innocent past. "But I got myself on my own feet, and that is a lot more than what most people can say." The girl said and gripped his hand softly. Hunter smiled up at the man who seemed to be glad to be in her company, his happiness rubbing off on her even more.

[a really strong box]

Yeah, go mess with him. He can rip you in half. Literally.

Don't you ever ******** talk to me...

Nikolai smiled at her grasping his hand. He looked down at her hand, and then back up at her, and his smiled broadened even more. He rubbed her hand gently with his thumb.
He quietly looked down before speaking.

"I'm glad you think I'm humble and I don't think too much of myself. It's been a long time since I've gotten a compliment. One that was true, to be honest. Also, I think that's very... brave of you. I wish I had a better story, but mine is fairly boring."He coughed into his hand, and to most people, it would be obvious that he would be lying. He didn't ever like to talk about his past - his involvement in the course of history was delicate and he didn't like to bring up the memories.

War was bad enough - but living through five or six was horrible on a human soul.

about loss and hardship. You know nothing.

A few things you should know about me, then there are some things..
Mood: Giddy.

[flaming fluffy guns]

Hunter Nightshade

Song of the Day
Outfit of the Day

Hunter tilted her head and smiled a bit, "You read my mind. I find that a bit unfair." She said in a teasing manner before pulling away her hand and folding her arms. All this while she had a soft smile on her face to show that she wasn't serious. Her hair had fallen a bit, but somehow it looked better now than it had all put up, a bit more casual and it framed her face. Her features broke out into a smile and tilted her head.

Hunter could tell that Nikolai was lying. Considerably. Not only his body language but his voice had changed ever so slightly to mirror the false statement. "I don't mind boring stories, but if you would rather not talk about it, I understand." She told him in a soft voice and reached up to touch his scar again. Hunter just couldn't help herself. The scar, to her anyway, looked beautiful against his skin.

[a really strong box]

Yeah, go mess with him. He can rip you in half. Literally.

Don't you ever ******** talk to me...

Nikolai shook his head, disagreeing with her. He flinched at her touch of his scar - there was actually a fairly interesting story about he got his scar. He gently moved her finger away with is tattooed hand. He smiled though, as he didn't like to remember how he got it.

"You know, I've never seen anybody consider my skin beautiful before. How odd. I always been very blue about it. Thanks for the cheer up. By the way - I have a lot more scars, but I think I have to get to know you better for you to see them."He said with a big grin on his face. He bust out into a small laugh.

about loss and hardship. You know nothing.

A few things you should know about me, then there are some things..
Mood:

[flaming fluffy guns]

Hunter Nightshade

Song of the Day
Outfit of the Day

Hunter's hand flinched slightly when Nikolai took it and brought it away from his handsome face. She certainly didn't want to impose and make him feel uncomfortable. His skin was just too perfect for her to resist. The girl hung her head slightly in apology and peeked up from under her dark eyelashes to see if it was alright to talk. Hunter hated when she made someone feel bad, even when she did not know her actions caused such ramifications. "I'm sorry." She whispered and put her slender hands in her lap.

At the sound of Nikolai's voice, Hunter looked up again and met his grey eyes with her own black ones. "Well, I do think that your skin is beautiful." She said with a blush and nod, as if nodding would solidify her statement. At his last comment Hunter couldn't help but blush a bit more, this time it reached her ears. However, the girl laughed along with him and smiled a bit, feeling better. "And you could always tell me the stories if you are comfortable, but I am fine with waiting." Hunter spoke in a voice that held a more serious underline than her light tone would show up front.

[a really strong box]

Yeah, go mess with him. He can rip you in half. Literally.

Don't you ever ******** talk to me...

Nikolai smiled at her blushing. He patted her shoulder, gently, to where it was more like like a tap. He held his muscular hand under her chin, and smiled."Don't feel bad - I'm just self-concious(forgive my spelling) about it. It's... not easy for me to forget about it.

He smiled though."I promise - if you promise to keep making me feel like this, I'll tell every single one of my stories."He leaned into her ear, and nibbled on her earlobe with his boxer's teeth - a few were crooked, from years of fighting. But they were still pearly white - Nikolai did intensely care about his appearance."But you'll have to get to know me really well. And I hope I can get to that point with you too."He said with a wink and a grin.

about loss and hardship. You know nothing.

A few things you should know about me, then there are some things..
Mood:

[flaming fluffy guns]

Hunter Nightshade

Song of the Day
Outfit of the Day

Hunter's blushed a bit more when she saw Nikolai smile at her. Oh how it was a terrible cycle of tragedy. Hunter always had a problem with her red cheeks, it was so easy to make her blush. The girl smiled when she felt Nikolai's strong hand under her chin and he pulled her head up so they would be looking at each other. His hand felt warm and strong, so comforting for it told that he could take care of someone he really cared for. "Don't worry then. I won't ask again." She said with another nod.

Hunter let out a soft yelp when she felt Nikolai's mouth on her ear, and a soft moan let itself escape from her mouth, "Well, uh, I..." Hunter stammered a bit and then stood up, "I, uh, I really hope that I get to know you that well." She stumbled, her whole face was ablaze, "But, um, I need to get home... I promised my roommate I would look after, uh, the place while she was out with her guy." The girl said and picked up her bag. "But, please, be back here tomorrow." Hunter said. The girl leaned over and touched her lips to his cheek ever so slightly before walking out of the night club.

[a really strong box]

Yeah, go mess with him. He can rip you in half. Literally.

Don't you ever ******** talk to me...

Nikolai smiled when his cheek was pecked. He watched her leave, then sighed a sigh of happiness. He ran his hand over his cheek, in a cliched kinda way. He smiled. Cliches were cliches - in any given situation, they were applicable.

The world was bathed in a red, disgusting glow. The air around him stank. Like - a dead body. He sharply turned around, and once again. There was a skeleton with a lone purple hair, staring at him with her hollow eye sockets. Her jaw moved, and only a ghostly, disembodied voice spoke.

If you only had been able to protect me daddy - I would be alive. Your the reason I'm dead. You killed me daddy, you killed me.

Suddenly, in a puff of blue flame, she disappeared, along with the stench and the red light. He turned back to the bar, trembling. He looked in fear, which was hard to imagine him being scared. Nikolai was a man who few people believe could even remotely be scared. Some say he put the fear of the Lord in the Devil. Which, in one instance, was true.

But like before, stories were for another time.

about loss and hardship. You know nothing.

A few things you should know about me, then there are some things..
Mood:

[Shimmering Cupcake]

As soon as Nikolai would turn around from his hallucination, he would be faced with another memory from his past. A woman of the height 5'10'' would be sitting on the stool that was left empty by Hunter. Her curled blonde hair would be framing her perfect face, the glow of the lights hitting all the right sharpened angles. She was drop dead gorgeous in her own way, and she had been a match that she thought fit perfectly with Nikolai's rough and tough exterior. Half a cig sat on the edge of her lips, caloussed hands sat in her lap, hugging her knee as she crossed her legs. Those caribbean blue eyes would be staring at Nikolai's face, almost as if she were trying to burn a hole through his eye sockets.

"Had enough of the bad memories yet?" she asked him, her voice cold but still holding the same sort of emotions she had for the man. Terri had been his lover at one point. Not any sort of secret lover to the place they had been, but it had been a secret to the gods. They found out, and boy they had not been happy. To keep things away from causing problems down on Earth, Terri had moved away without giving any word or sort of sign to Nikolai. She had assumed that he would have gathered that something had gone wrong, that she would need to disappear for a while due to the fact that she had told him about her intended marriage to the God of the Sun. Apparently, he was impatient, however, and decided that going for a mere human girl would suffice and quell is immortal beating heart. "What will you do when she dies like the rest of them?" Terri asked, her head tilting slightly to the side as she allowed smoke to billow out from her mouth, pulling the cigarette away from her perfectly carved lips. She looked like a prefect sculpture from Greece, a Greek goddess in normal, tattered clothes. That was Terri for you.