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 Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 7:25 pm
 Somewhere in this world, in an inconspicuous alley, a dark portal opened. Stepping into this world, it was immediately clear that they could have appeared in the middle of the damned street and no one would have given them a second glance.
Clearly this world was called sparlenights, or glowstickland, southbeach, SOMETHING LIKE THAT! It was a mad mad crazy world (seriously, it put WONDERLAND to shame!) full of bright neon lights, loud music, and more nutjobs than all the other worlds put together. Heh...they fit right in here.
But more importantly was what they had come here for, bars, lots and lots of bars and any kind of booze you could POSSIBLY want.
"Demyx! Don't get lost!"
Xigbar shot a glance at his companion, who was most likely gawking at everything like a child.
"Let's go this way."
That bar looked promising. Hey, naked chick neon sign, very promising.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 7:34 pm
 Stepping out into the glowing land of wonders, Demyx's fidgetyness faded away and was quickly replaced with the child-like amazement that Xigbar had come to expect. Holy...frigginhell where were they? This place had enough neon signs to light the place up like daytime, and it was AWESOME.
"I won't get lost!"
Said even as he had started to wander off to stare at something. Damn. Turning on his heels the sitarist followed the sniper towards the bar. ..Huh.
"Uh...what's a naked person got to do with drinking?..."
So much to learn.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 7:52 pm
"As if."
As if he trusted Demyx not to get lost here. Take his eyes off him for one minute and he be wandering off getting lost and finding god knows what trouble. Oh yeah, Xigbar would be keeping a close eye on the little nobody.
"You'll find out."
Heh heh, oh Demyx, you are about to be corrupted, because that is TOTALLY a titty bar.
Xigbar made his way across the street, making certain that Demyx was still behind him before putting his hand on the bar door and pulling it open. Oh yes, definitely a titty bar, jackpot.
His hands clapped in front of him with that grin of a man with the intent of getting full out s**t-faced drunk (and hopefully enjoy a few lap dances on the way).
"What do you want to drink?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:01 pm
Demyx stood beside him, ears flat and expression confused.
"...uh..."
He still had no idea what naked things had to do with drinking, and he was starting to wonder if he really -wanted- to know. It was about the time that he opened his mouth to ask about the nakedness once more that Xigar posed a question.
"Uh......"
Well damn, he was just full of words tonight wasn't he?
"I...don't know?"
Really, he never did drink much, nor had he expected the sniper to take him up on the suggestion of getting drinks. Now he was starting to feel like an idiot.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:16 pm
Facepaw. It is SO time to get you out of the kiddie pool, Demyx.
And while Demyx was trying to find the answers to whatever questions were floating around in his head, Xigbar had made his way to the bar (like hell he was waiting around for Demyx to make up his mind, he'd get what he gave him).
"Two beers, and run a tab."
Xigbar dropped a card on the bar (hey, who says nobodys don't use credit cards?) for the bartender who drew two beers from the tap. Taking both glasses (and a rather large swig from his own glass), he motioned for Demyx to follow him toward one of the tables.
"Let's sit here."
He set the glasses on the table before taking a seat. Ah, perfect timing, it looked like a show was about to begin.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:46 pm
....Um. Okay.
Demyx followed Xigbar over to the table and quickly plopped into a seat. Lazy ways taken care of, the younger nobody let his gaze wander around the bar. ...Huh. This was um.....
This was rather different. Speaking of a show, it seemed there was another Audio present. Currently hunched over his guitar to make the final preparations for the big show. Though, unlike certain -other- participants in said show, this one was doing his damned best to keep everything covered. A simple loose-fitting hoodie (though it -did- have cute stars decorating it..), covered his upper half, and baggy pants covered the lower. Even the hood of said hoodie was up to cast his face in darkness.
Though, oddly enough, he seemed to have something in common with the two Nobodies in the fact he had two tails. Iiiiiinteresting.
Guitar fixed up, he stood up and started to play. This being the cue to the rest of the participants to start the real show.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 9:05 pm
Xigbar had leaned back in his seat, feet propped up on an empty chair, beer in hand (wait, had he already finished off more than 2/3 of that beer? Oh yeah, someone was so getting s**t-faced tonight). Hot babes and booze, there really was no better way to drown one's sorrows.
Oh yeah, hot babe indeed and hot a**, very hot a**, which was where Xigbar's gaze was firmly planted. And...there went a piece of clothing out into the audience to many enthusiastic whistles.
Oh the grin on Xigbar's face, the events of the day (at least for a little while) forgotten.
OH SNAP! He needed another beer! A beer which was swiftly delivered to the table.
Oh...more clothing, heh heh.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 9:17 pm
Demyx was staring. Demyx was staring -a lot-. And it was about the time that Demyx had gotten over his shock to actually say something that a particularly naughty piece of tossed clothing found it's way onto his head and he was shocked back into silence once more. It was also somewhere along the line he had started twitching ******** style="color: cornflowerblue">The other wasn't even looking at the show. He had played this enough times to know the show by heart, and yet he never really was interested anyway. The music he lived for. The stripping girls? Not so much.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 9:35 pm
Xigbar had pried his eyes from the hot a** just long enough to cast a glance at Demyx. Oh dear god, the sniper nearly fell out of his chair, biting his tongue to hold back his laughter. Clearly the sitarist had never been to a titty bar.
"Enjoying the show?"
Snicker!
"If you ask nice, she might let you keep that."
Xigbar motioned to the young lady to come closer. Oh hell yes, yes he was doing the 'stuff the dollar bills in her pants', like he was going to pass that up, as if.------------------------ There was another watching the show. A tall, broad audio, watching from the bar, a low growl in his throat, eyes narrowed as he watched the stage.
Oddly enough no one bothered him, no one spoke or dared approach him save the bartender who replenished his drinks. He was an imposing figure, charming, well-dressed (probably better than the vast majority of the patrons), yet somehow everyone knew it was best to avoid him.
Well...most everyone.
"HEY! Keep your paws off my woman!"
Uh oh...
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 9:40 pm
Demyx was twitching, and gaping, and twitching some more. It was a loooong few moments before he reacted enough to THROW said clothing off his effin head. Dear. GOD. What had Xigbar dragged him to?!
Oh god.
Gaze rose from his guitar (he'd played enough times to not have to watch afterall) to see just what was going to happen. Tsk tsk, hands on -that- woman? A bad choice. Clearly these were newbies to the bar.
Though that one, the one that was shocked and staring. ...Hrm. There was something about him that seemed familiar...
But, no use in worrying about it. His friend was probably about to receive one hell of a beat down.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 9:52 pm
Xigbar remained oblivious to the menacing glare that was focused on him (seriously, how many times do you hear -that- yelled in a bar on any given night? A dozen at least).
"Loosen up man, drink your beer and enjoy the show!"
Sheesh, what was Demyx's problem, you'd think he never saw a naked woman before! And how many beers had Xigbar had by now? Three? Four? If Demyx wasn't enjoying himself (though he WOULD if he would just loosen up!), Xigbar was having enough fun for the both of them.
"Now she, is hot, I'd tap that."
The tall audio was on his feet, the cigarette he had just been smoking crushed into nothing on the bar counter. When he stepped the room cleared. Those who waited to see what poor soul would suffer his wrath and those who did not want to be caught in the carnage knew to get the hell out of the way.
One hand fell heavy on the table seating the two nobodies, a menacing glare settled on the one who had dared touch her.
"I said, keep your hands -off- my woman."
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 10:10 pm
Demyx was chugging his beer at this point, hoping that the sudden rush of alcohol would erase the memory of some random person's underwear on his head. Seriously, why couldn't Xigbar have taken to him to a nice NORMAL bar? He just wanted a drink, not a nudey show!
And then some HUGE Audio was pounding his fist on their table and the sitarist could do little but squeak and try to hold himself back from RUNNING IN FEAR.
By now the show had stopped, whether it was because the girls were simply done with this particular performance or because their guitarist was suddenly distracted by the fight that could erupt at any moment. With a sigh, he set his guitar aside and calmly strolled towards the table.
"Hey Tanaka man, you got a light?"
There was a hint of a grin in the shadowed face, and a glimmer of green eyes peeking out from under the hood. Yeah, staying out of Tanaka's way was usually the intelligent thing to do.
But then again, when had he been -intelligent-?
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 10:28 pm
What the ******** hell?
Xigbar would have jumped were he not already half-way to drunkenness. Instead he only turned, his own gaze meeting that of the larger audio. Damn he was big, Xigbar was tall, but this guy towered over him. Not that Xigbar was intimidated, pfft...as if.
"What the hell is your problem man?"
Tanaka's gaze shifted for only a moment, long enough to shoot a glare at Demy. Yeah, getting in the way, not a good idea, and that glare was his only warning.
Without looking, Tanaka had reached into his pocket and tossed his lighter at Demy, his gaze locked on the audio at the table.
"Never touch her, ever."
"If you don't want anyone touching her, I suggest you find her another line of work."
Xigbar shot that glare right back. Pfft, what the ******** man, stupid jerk, go ruin someone else's night.
"I suggest you keep your hands to yourself unless you wish to lose them."
"Really, I'd like to see you try it."
Oh dear, does anyone else sense a BEAT DOWN?!
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 10:50 pm
"Xiggy, man, maybe we should go?"
He was giving THAT LOOK. That terrified 'I swear to god I will leave you here for whatever comes after you' look that Demyx often gave right before bailing on his missions.
"Thanks Tanaka man."
Unconcerned, the hooded Audio pulled out a cig, quickly lit it with Tanaka's lighter, and put it in his mouth. That accomplished he tossed the lighter back.
"Proceed."
And he stood there, watching over everything as he calmly smoked.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 11:35 pm
Xigbar raised a hand, a perhaps vain attempt to settle his companion. He was so not afraid of this guy, not now, not ever.
"Demyx, wait. I think Mister big bad and snarly here is going to go bother someone else now."
Why yes, yes he WAS mocking you, Tanaka!
Heh, kid was freaked, and this guy was huge, maybe they -should- go. But there was no way he was letting this jerk push him around!
It wasn't often someone dared stand up to the towering audio, he was dangerous (and there were more than a few rumors floating around that he had killed several times).
He didn't like it.
"You cannot possibly be stupid enough to really want to start a fight with me."
"Funny, I was going to say the same thing to you."
Xigbar was on his feet now, a snort.
"Demyx, we're leaving. I've better places to waste my money."
Seriously, what the hell kind of places could this be if they let the likes of -him- in here. What the ******** man. Come in to have a few drinks, enjoy a good show, and have the whole thing ruined by some stupid jealous boyfriend.
Back off man, I've got a gun and I'm not afraid to use it!
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