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 Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 8:30 pm
 xx Yeah, laugh it up, a*****e. "I'm no you, sweetheart." she said calmly, "At least I was there, you know? Not off galavanting with some cowgirl slut." she said with a tone laced with bitter resentment, though she never raised her voice. She knew her comments did nothing, but she had to say something. It was very odd of her, not screaming her head off or slapping him right there.
Was Bela wearing... a dress? Sure, it showed off cleavage and still showed some leg, but it definitely projected her in a different way than her usual clothes. Matthew was clearly astonished, "Bela," he greeted, but his mouth was frowning. Women were so... confusing.
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 8:40 pm
 What was she trying to do? Make him feel guilty for sleeping with Doris while she was getting yelled at? Ah! As if that would work. Stupid little b***h. It was he own fault for putting herself in trouble like that. And it had taken them too long to get Doris to sleep with them to not at least somewhat enjoyed that night. "Oh? She was a slut? Sorry, I didn't notice. I'm so used to be working with one of them that now I can't tell the difference between sluts and normal people." He replied still smirking with his cigarette in his mouth. Said cigarette starting to get pretty low. He hadn't had time to stop at the store to buy more that morning. He only had about thirthy left! That was no where near enough to last the night. Maybe he should slow down?... Nah, he's just bum them form some customers. Getting tipped in cigarettes was fine with him. That's where most of his tips where going anyway. He stood up form his stool and walked next to Bela, leaning down agaist the counter. "So, what the ******** did you do? From what I heard, the custermers weren't really happy with you."
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 8:53 pm
And he had the gall to be this close, "Keith, word to the not-so-wise, back. the ********. up." Bela turned on him, her blue eyes menacing. She may be petite, but she had an very intense gaze. "And you'd better move, before I bitchslap that smirk off your face," she leaned forward, "Because you know I will." she said tilting her head to the side, her face contorted with anger and scorn.
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 9:27 pm
That only made Keith grin even more. She was trying to menace him? Really? What could she do, scratch him with her fingernails? That would be so dangerous. He had knives and guns pointed at him in the past, and now she was trying to intimidate him? Ah! Good try, woman. He lean in even closer to her, still smirking. "What tells you that's not what I want you to do? I would just love to make an harassment complaint on you. He took an other breath of his cigarette, wondering what the woman would do next. Sure, he wouldn't go to the station and file a complain on her, but it would still be amusing to see just what she would try to do. She was so fun to torture. That was what he liked the most about his job. Not the stripping or the money or the drink. No, it was to torture Bela. Eh, if he couldn't sleep with her, at least he could drive her crazy.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 9:46 pm
a*****e! Bela was at a loss for a moment, why would he lean even more when she was being intimidating? "Because you would just die, if you told the police you got your a** kicked by a girl!" she smirked, "That reminds me," she reared her left hand(dominant hand) back, and slapped him across the face. Hard. Fulfilling her promise to bitchslap him, by hitting with her open hand. A mark was bound to be left, in any case. "Okay, go cry now." she smiled and flicked her wrist dismissively, turning back around in her seat. She was pretty sure she would get her hair pulled or something, maybe even slapped around a bit.
She had said he was too proud to go file a complaint, doesn't mean she wouldn't.
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 10:09 pm
Keith winced a bit when Bela's hand reached his face. Ouch. He wasn't expecting her to slap that hard. Well, he had to admit, he liked that attitude. Probably for the same reason he was always hanging around with Conor. He liked people with giant egos. He rubbed the part of his face where the woman had slapted him, still keeping his smirk on his face. "b***h. Well, I don't mind mind telling people a girl slapped me. Mia! She's attacking me! Harrasment! Get her fired! Or at least forced a week without working! That way I can steal her ******** customers" Of course, while he was talking to his boss, his cigaratte was burning a hole in the girl's dress by "accident". What? Did she really expect him not to do anything in return for that slap? She had ******** slapped him! No way he would just sit by and do nothing to that b***h. She was lucky enough he couldn't just grab his knife and stab her in the throat of something! Too many witnesses...
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 8:53 pm
 ____________________________________________________________ - Alice 'Madame Mia' Ladd - ____________________________________________________________ She let them... Oh she let them... Up until now. Dear God! Bela shook her head at Matt and mouthed a 'Never Mind' before standing up and walking over to the two. She raised an amused eyebrow at that subtle cigarette. My. These two would be the death of her. In any case, her signature slap at the back of their heads came through to both heads at once. Well who told them to taunt each other this close? Pft, idiots. "What? Are you ******** five year olds?" retorted the woman. Though oddly enough, she wasn't mad. No, she almost enjoyed this moment. Weird... "If I get a whine from either of you BOTH will be fired. With a smile on my face" she added, with a smirk on her face. Why? Well she did hire him because of how they got along... and because he was a good-Oh yes her amusement.
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 12:38 am
xx Matthew even winced by the loud slap Bela had given Keith, clearly seeing an red mark on the young man's face. Oh, how glad he was that he wasn't on the receiving end of that. And he watched Keith, in case he retaliated. Because as much as Bela was a frigid b***h at times, she was still a woman. Though he doubted Keith would do anything outright. And that's when Mia slapped them both in the back of the head, but he had noticed Bela had shifted uncomfortably in her seat mere moments before.
Bela was not surprised that Alice would treat them like children, but something had been poking her back. She didn't notice it was the boy's cigarette, but just when Alice had stood up and slapped them both. She felt the burn on her skin a few seconds after, making her shriek. And as hard as Alice hit, Bela was more surprised by Keith's little mental lapse. The cigarette had burned right through the dress, and burned her skin. "You a**!" she groaned in frustration and some pain, "That's gonna leave a mark!" she growled aggresively, but what kind of idiot did that?! She wasn't a frickin' ash tray!
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 10:57 am
Ow, ow, ow! Why did everyone hit him today! It wasn't his fault that Bela was a b***h! Because for whatever reason he was getting hit, it was Bela's fault. He didn't care about what really was, putting the blame on the blond stripper was just too much fun. She was liek a human punching bag! Only, you would use your words instead of your fist on her! Well... fist would be nice too. "So... if I whine, she'll be ******** fired? Damn... tempting, temping. Too bad I need to money right now or else I would so ******** do it!" He said with a smirk. He then moved away from the bar, laughing. Stupid slut, didn't even noticed the cigarette before it burned her! Ah! Oh well, once again, her own damn fault for being stupid. "Oh? I'm so sorry! I didn't even notice where my cigarette was! Now I would almost feel guilty but eh, you're a stripper, it's your job to get rid of your clothes!" He laugh some more as he walked away to the dress rooms (I'm assuming there's dress rooms) still laughing and smoking. Tonight would be such a good night.
-Exit Keith sort-ish-
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 9:10 pm
xx Burned and slapped, all because of Keith. Honestly, Bela was too selfish to blame herself for anything, really. Screw Keith! She hoped someday he'd get raped anally, just like he had so heavily insinuated earlier. p***k that he was. "Alice, why did you hire that neanderthal? He doesn't even look old enough to work here!" she accused, taking her anger out someway. "God, my life sucks!" she threw her head back, an then let it fall forward in her hands. "It's just, like, everybody's out to screw me over. Even you, Alice." she gave Alice an look, because it was her fault that Keith was working here, right? "Screw all this!" she stormed off, going over to the sound system.
Matthew looked over at Alice, "Is she always like this, over every little thing?" he asked, "Hold that thought," he held a finger up, before walking around the bar and over to Bela. He tapped her shoulder, because she had connected some headphones and was currently bopping her head to some random song. Before she even turned her head, he held up Keith's wad of cash from the other night, which instantly brightened her outlook. She pulled back off her headphones, snatching the wad from his hand. "What's this for? You want me to give you a dance, or maybe a private session?" she raised her eyebrow suggestively, which made him chuckle.
"No, I was meant to give this to you the other night. But before I could get this to you, Alice had ordered me to leave. So, I thought I should give this to you, now?" he asked awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. She had frowned when she heard about her failed attempt, then even more when she remembered how Alice kicked her out. She leaned forward and kissed his cheek, because it was adorable how he seemed to get all awkward around her. "Well, thanks. This is really gonna help me out!" she eyed the cash, quite surprised by the sheer amount. She expected less. Well, Keith was trailer trash, so she sub-consciously expected less from what she had previously expected.
Matthew stared a moment, "Yeah, yeah, sure! Anytime." he smiled, turning around an walking back behind the bar. Leaving Bela quite surprised at how sweet the guy was. It just made her want to corrupt him all the more, because she was such an broken b***h, that anything that was good and nice had to be broken, too.
"See, was that so hard?" he asked Alice, before looking up at Bela who had put the headphones back on and was counting her money.
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 10:20 pm
"Holy ********! A ******** goddamn strip joint and a bar! Nice you ******** know how to pick your small ******** shithole towns. Good job Frenchie." A rather tan, foul mouthed, lanky dark haired young male came into the bar with three others. He went up to the bar pushing his way through if he had to and snapped his fingers until he got one of the bartenders attention.
"Hey, hey ********. Hey! hey! I want a ******** drink. I dont care, a beer works. But not a shitty ******** beer that tastes like someones piss i want a good ******** beer!" Jan demanded.
"Hey b***h slut what do you want?" Jan looked back to his comrades.
A lanky tall, Frenchman with orange hair that was so long it was braided and fell to the edge of his pants behind him. He wore an eye patch over his left eye. and he had a few tattoos and scars that showed on his lean muscles.
The other male was a young equally tall and lanky dark haired male who looked younger than he was. He lit up a cigarette, the Frenchman was already smoking his. The dark haired male wore dress pants, shoes and a nice ebony vest and a white dress up shirt underneath with a tie to boot.
"Blimey he has such foul language. Are you sure about this Ma'am?" Walter said as he looked to Integra, the one Jan was calling a b***h slut. Of course Walters Ma'am sounded more like 'mom'.
"Its fine Walter. Why dont you take Pip and have a few drinks. Its alright tonight we can celebrate." Integra said with a light smile that was more of a smirk. She joined Jan at the bar and wiggled past him to stand besides him. "A Midori sour if you please." Integra said to the bartender.
"'ey waiter. I'll take a beer as well." Pip said as he stood on the other side of Jan, Walter joined Integra's side, the boys effectively blocking any other men that might come near their girl.
"The Irish do know how to make a good whiskey. My dear boy ill have a whiskey and coke.. light on the coke." Walter said with a light smile, that cigarette clenched between his teeth.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 4:56 pm
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 5:40 pm
"Ah! Mon Dieu! What is eating me?" Pip yelled as his head was jerked back by someone or something pulling on his long braid. Whipping around the Frenchman's wide eyed expression when from well just that to confused and a bit amused. "'Ey what 'ave we 'ere? Arent you a interesting one?" Pip smiled to the creature. He reached out slowly to pat the thing on its head between its ears.
"What the ******** is that?!" Jan laughed as he looked to the was that a ******** kangaroo? "Holy ******** s**t either someones beastality toy got out or theres a ******** shithole zoo around here!" Jan laughed he reached out and tugged on the Wallabys ear. "Holy s**t its like all furry and junk! What the ******** dont do t'at Jan, eet could bite you for 'urting eet like t'at." Pip said to Jan. He reached over and pulled on Jans earrings on his ear.
"OW OW OW you french ********! Stop it that hurts you f*****t!" Jan screamed.
"See? You dont like eet so why do eet to 'er?" Pip said as he released the younger male.
"Yeah what the ******** ever man!" Jan said before he turned back to the bar and his drink.
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"Oh my.. someone must have alot of money. I must say she looks like someones pet ol chap." Walter said gently as he looked to the creature and nothing more.
"Oh its cute though. Hello there." Integra said as she held out her hand to the creature and smiled at it, she had to bend over to do so and therefore her breasts called attention to themselves.. as did her sweet fine a**.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 9:08 pm
She glanced at the female or, rather, her ear twitched her way, but her eyes remained on the darker male. How dare he! She was only taking a look and he had to go tugging on her – oh, she didn't like him. One bit! She hopped her way to an empty bar stool, ignoring the woman as, well, she was a female! Why should she pay attention to a female? They were competition, after all. She jumped up onto the stool, then to the counter into two quick leaps and headed straight across to where the dark male was facing. Her tail swiped over the counter, knocking away the drink by mistake, though it looked purposeful enough. She stared at him aggressively, standing straight to look down at him proudly – as if she would let him stay here when he'd just hurt her seconds ago! She gave him a hiss in warning, balancing back on her tail to get as much above him as she could. Being only a foot or so tall didn't help much in the height department, but at least the counter made her feel like she was doing something.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 9:27 pm
"Holy ********!" Jan jumped out of his chair and backed up when the Wallaby came up onto the counter and knocked his drink away. "What the ********! Its going to attack me! ******** kill it! Walter- ******** Walter kill the ******** thing!" Jan shouted frantically, he was an a*****e and yet he wasnt one for confrontation.. well not that kind anyways.
"'ey! Shutup you fool!" Pip narrowed his eye at Jan. "I told you not to piss eet off. You 'urt eet and now eet wants revenge. Walter grab 'im." Pip smirked. He turned to the Wallaby and held out his arms to it. "'ey come on. Fair is fair. You want to bite 'im? We'll 'old 'im down for you." Pip smiled to the thing.
"Like ******** you ******** will!" Jan panicked he was ready to bolt when Walter appeared behind him, like some ninja assasin.
"Sorry ol chap but the Frenchman is right." Walter said with a dark smirk.
"Oh ******** me!" Jan yelled.
Walter dropped from his standing position and swung his leg out effectively swiping Jans feet out from under him. "Not tonight ol boy." Walter added. Jan landed promptly on his back, having been in a almost mid run. Walter got back up and straightened his hair before finishing off his cigarette nonchalantly like he had done nothing.
Pip slammed his boot down on Jans chest to keep him still. "'e's all your's." Pip laughed as he kept Jan pinned who was struggling with all his might.
"Sorry about the commotion everyone. This will all be over soon and we can all go back to having a romping good time." Walter said with a charming smile.
Integra stood, shaking her head and smiled lightly. "You three.. such a mess this is." Integra sighed gently before he looked to the creature waiting to see what it would do. She wasnt about to help her boy out, not when he was being an a** to a cute creature.
"Let me up you ******** French ********!" Jan protested.
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