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 Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 9:34 am
Coldfire leaned on the outside of the bar, growling as she read over the text sent to her by her...friend. No...more like enemy. Isadore. She rolled her eyes, time to change her locks again. She pulled her long braid over her shoulder as she made to walk past the bar. She entertained the idea of going in but shook her head in favor of going to the locksmith to get new locks. Growling as she did so. Isadore broke her locks....again.
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 7:51 pm
It should be noted that Tanaka was neither a nice nor a friendly audio. There were few creatures he tolerated, and even fewer he would have considered 'friends'. Unlike others, he did not go to bars to make friends or socialize (if he were to do so it certainly would not be with the pathetic assortment of drunks and losers that frequented most bars). No, when Tanaka went to a bar, it was for the anonymity and for the vodka...mostly the vodka.
That did not mean there weren't times even he was pleasantly surprised...
There were few things in this world that could make the assassin stop in his tracks or take a second look. And one of those things...well, he was looking at it right then.
There was a wicked smirk on his maw, his eyes taking in every curve and sway. Why hello there, pretty thing, oh he'd tap that, he'd so tap that. A womanizer you say? Why yes, yes he was.
"This doesn't exactly seem like your kind of place."
Oh no, a pretty girl like you should be somewhere far more high class. Yes, I could show you that place. (< Oh yes, he could be charming...when he wanted to be. A little seductive flick of a tail? Maybe.SwordOfTheDarkOnes omg Tanaka, you have such a one track mind sometimes
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2014 7:50 pm
 Cold rolled her eyes, oh just freaking great. Now what---she made one mistake. She turned. The female's tail curled at the tip as she looked the male before her over. Well...hey sexy. The female smiled coyly. Shurgging one shoulder the female cocked her hip, "And what exactly would be, my kind of place?" her slight accent made her words seem like nearly honey. She looked over the best example of what a man should look like and praised her ancestors for her fortune.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 4:39 pm
Tanaka smirked, taking great pleasure in knowing that she was looking at him the same as he was looking at her. Like what you see do you? Of course you do. At size and a half feet tall, Tanaka cut an impressive figure. His shoulders were broad and strong, his figure athletic. And the wings, well those only added to the image.
"Why don't you let me show you."
This was of course code for, why don't you come back to my place and let me show you a good time.
Oh the things he would show her, and how he would...appreciate those beautiful curves and that deliciously fluffy tail. And was that a hit of sass he detected it? Wonderful, oh he'd show her a good time alright.
Though he'd be sure to start the evening with a few shots of that high priced vodka he kept in his liquor cabinet.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 5:40 pm
Cold chuckled, oh she heard this line before. Nope. The wolf liked letting a guy drool over the meal presented to him before she let them have a taste. "Why don't we have dinner first?" she suggested. Crossing her arms the only way a woman could. She would admit he was impression her with how he wasn't coming on strong. She knew how to react to those types...one. Good. Kick.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2014 9:46 am
His eyes narrowed, as if he were reading her, searching her intentions. Tanaka was not one for games, but if he felt any irritation he gave no indication of such. Very well, if that was how she wished to play it, she might find herself in for more than she expected.
"I'd prefer a drink and perhaps something for desert."
No code or hidden meaning there, unless she wanted it to be.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2014 5:26 pm
Cold nodded, "All right a drink. I'm up for that. Hmm...something sweet or sticky?" the female would let Tanaka think about that for a moment. She then uncrossed her arms and held out her hand, "Coldfire KoAnor, you can call me Cold." She wasn't going to smile or show much beyond the sly glint to her eye. This was going to be a interesting night....providing her phone didn't buzz and she get pissed.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2014 9:15 pm
Tanaka raised a brow, inwardly facepalming at the obvious line. That was terrible, really it was, but he was attracted to her figure, not her flirting skills.
"I have never been particularly fond of sweet deserts."
Why yes, yes he did throw that bait right back at her, he could be bad too. (<
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2014 9:26 pm
Cold blinked, her hand still outstretched for the handshake or whatever the male before her used as a greeting. She quirked an eyebrow, "Oh...then we share something in common. I hope you like your drinks on the rocks and hard." She would wait for the introduction, for another two minutes before she gave up being polite; "So, what should I call you. Dark Angel?" or sexy angel, maybe even AILF...she mentally tacked on. Angel I'd Like to F---okay mind don't get ahead of yourself. She mentally chided. Mr. Sexy was still nameless.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2014 9:49 pm
Sometime during the conversation, Tanaka had removed a cigarette from the case in his pocket and now lite it with a silver lighter. Hmm, dark angel, he liked that.
"If you wish. However most know me as Tanaka."
Whether or not that rather innocuous name was his real name, no one alive but himself would ever know.
"Shall we then?"
He indicated with a hand gesture that they should start moving toward where they were going. Chit chat on the street would only get them so far, and what they both most likely had in mind was best suited to a more...private location.
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2014 8:49 am
Cold opted for sliding her hands into her pockets, maybe Tanaka was a germaphobe like her brother. The female had no real idea, but hey...to each their own. She glanced at him when he light up....must be either really stressed or just like the bad boy look smoking alludes to. She repressed the smirk in favor of pulling out a hand to pull her braid behind her. One would take note that the braid just seemed to cover her entire frame, from the top of her head all the way to her knees. Well...that should provide Tanaka with something to think about. "Tanaka's a strong name, you lead I'll follow." She said looking back...and then up at him. damn...he was tall.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2014 10:35 am
There was a smirk, a malicious look in his eyes that it was fortunate she did not see. He had never considered 'Tanaka' a strong name, it was however one that those in the darkness of the criminal underworld knew to fear. It was a thought he took great pleasure in, knowing the terror he inspired in those who saw him in their final moments.
But at that moment, his mind was on another conquest.
Mmm, and such a lovely view that was from behind. Just wait, pretty thing, you will soon see that his height was not the only impressive thing about him. *ahem*
It was a fortunately short walk to his apartment, or at least the one he was taking her to (he had several throughout the city, a wise assassin never sleeps in the same place two nights in a row). And true to his word, there was a charming bakery within the same block. The drink was in his liquor cabinet upstairs.
"I hope this will be suitable."
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2014 8:05 pm
Cold had rolled her shoulders at some point as they walked, her body following suit giving Tanaka another thing to muse over. She glanced at the bakery smiling, "It is." she turned to look at him, "So...what to do first? Bakery? Or...." she trailed off as she gave him a coy smirk. The female liked the hints she was picking up on. She could use the stress relief.
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Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2014 8:26 pm
Tanaka smirked, opening the bakery door and gesturing for her to step inside first.
Upon entering the small bakery, their senses were assaulted with the smell of many delicious treats. Cupcakes, cookies, cakes, tarts, rolls, breads, and various other freshly baked foods.
Tanaka did not give an indication of what type of item he himself would have chosen. Innuendo though it had been, he had not lied when he'd said he was not especially fond of sweet deserts. Though perhaps he would not object to something with chocolate...
"What will be your pleasure?"
There went that tail flick again. (<
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2014 4:11 pm
Cold saw the eclair and smiled, "How about an eclair to share?" she let her own tail flick in reply. As short and fluffy as it was.
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