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 Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 11:44 pm
 Kyrin, not quite sure where the conversation was going, walked close to Draven and said, "Do you think it could wait til later? We've all had a really long day, and being drunk it sounding really appealing right now." She didn't say it in a mean way, or even in a way that could be remotely taken as so. She simply told him the truth, she really wanted a drink to calm her nerves. Titling her head to the side, in a questioning manner, Kyrin's hair fell slightly in her face. She smoothed her skirt, more out of habit then anything else.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 7:40 pm
James looked around the bar, drink in hand. In a way, he was glad that he had been invited along on this little misadventure, so long as he didn't drink too much. Being as, though, he had an inordinately high tolorance for alcohol, he was prone to overdrinking. He sat at the bar proper and watched the goings on. I wonder how cool Kyrin would be with me bringing someone home tonight... I coul really use it. He laughed at himself a little, and shrugged the thought off. He didn't need it so bad, it was just his body being spoiled, was all.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 7:54 pm
The bar that the Butterfly Mafia fequented, was quite a ways from the mansion, but it was a nice walk on a cool spring night. The bar was run by an older man, in his 40s, who was on the 'good' side of the law, even though he sold his goods to Kyrin and her mafia, whom were nearly all underage. The man only did this because he knew Han, and Kyrin was his daughter. The bar itself looked run down, with wallpaper peeling from vairous places on the wall, and over stained tile floors. Neon lights lined the windows and a fireplace was set against the far wall. There was only one bathroom, and it had a faulty lock. The bar was a good size, as it had a dance floor and at times a DJ. Most of the tables were in bad condition and more then half the chairs were broken. Fights broke out in the bar almost nightly, but the barkeep didn't seem to mind. Though, if a group broke too many things he would ban them under threat of death from Han's mafia.
The bar tended to be full of older working men and those in their mid twenties, but on the days that Kyrin, Izzy, and sometimes Felix, would visit, there would be a good number more men in their 20s. Now that the Butterfly Mafia had more women, though, the men had more women to look at. The men didn't seem to mind the increase in males that came with Kyrin and her crew. There was also a good number of women in the bar, mostly for the dancing. The women tended to ignore Kyrin and any women that came with them, but would often flirt with the Craig and any other men that came with the Butterfly Mafia.
Kyrin was sitting in one the chairs, around the table that she had claimed as her own; it was one of the nicer tables. Running her finger up and down the handle of her beer mug, Kyrin looked around, many of the men in the bar were looking her up and down; Ky knew that it would happen even if she hadn't dress the way she had, but she'd rather it happen when she actually liked nice. Putting the mug up to her lips, Kyrin took a slow drink from it. She had only finished about half the glass, but she could already feel her body reacting. She was beginning to feel lightheaded, not very lightheaded, but it was still enough to notice.
Kyrin had a very low tolerance for alchohol and she knew it, but that didn't stop her from playing various drinking games with anyone who asked. It also didn't make her decline any free drinks. Setting her drink down and resting her elbows on her hands, she was beginning to feel a lot better. Kyrin liked the bar, it helped her to forget everything else...mostly because she'd become to drunk to think coherantly. She turned her attention to James, "What cha thinkin'?" She asked lazily.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 8:00 pm
James smiled at her, lazily, letting the atmosphere of the bar more than the alcohol get to him. "Nothing really," he looked her up and down, not like the other boys, but like he wanted to see who was talking to him. "You look nice today."
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 8:10 pm
Kyrin smiled, a genuinly happy smile, "Thank you," She said. Leaning back away from the table, Kyrin picked up her drink once more. She drank from it, without really realizing it and said, "I know its not much of anything, but its fun anyway. Just wait til a fight breaks out." Ky was just talking to talk now. It was something that came when she drank.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 8:16 pm
James sipped again at his drink, and laughed. "Won't that be brilliant?" He kept laughing, imagining the scene in his head, which, to him, was amusing beyond reason. He lowered his voice, so she could hear him under the din of the bar. "The boys are all looking at you. I think they're jealous that you're talking to me." He smiled to the boys who were, true to his observation, watching the two of them.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 8:20 pm
Kyrin nodded, it was pretty funny when fights broke out. Ky, in a drunk state always wanted to join said fights, but Craig always stopped her. At James' second statement, Kyrin laughed, "They can look all they want," She said with a smile to James. Kyrin, too, turned to look at the boys. She smiled to them as well and put her drink to her lips again.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 8:24 pm
James downed the rest of his drink and ordered another, out of habit. "Remind me to buy you another drink when you need one." He was speaking close to her ear now, to avoid the chatter and loud music that pervaded the bar.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 8:32 pm
Kyrin felt James' breath on her ear, it sent a chill down her spine. She tired to ignore it as she said, "It's fine, I have a tab here." Swaying slightly to the sound of the music, Kyrin finished her drink. Kyrin pointed to the dance floor, "Do you dance at all? Kyrin couldn't remember if James was a dancer.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 8:36 pm
He laughed again. "If you really want me to." He took his new drink and sipped at it, then set it back on the counter. "Do you want me to?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 9:06 pm
Kyrin grinned, "I think it would be fun." She bent down to unlace her boots, discaring them she stood, grabbing James' hand she led him to the dance floor. A new song had just started, and the beat as a fast one. There weren't too many people on the dance floor yet, but the people who were looked like that were really enjoying themselves. Losing herself in the beat, Kyrin began to dance.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 9:11 pm
James stood close to her and danced nervously. He wasn't a very confident dancer, but that wasn't to say he was necessarily bad. He just didn't like to be watched. At least this place is playing decent music, he mused to himself as he continued to dance with her.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 10:45 pm
Kryin smiled at him reassuringly as she swayed to the music. Grabbing his hands, she danced closer to him, trying to get him more into the dance. Kyrin couldn't remember the last time she had had this much fun. I wish Felix was here though... She thought lightly, but dismissed the thought as another fast paced song came on. Ky knew the words to this one and began to sing the words. She couldn't really hear herself, as the music was so loud, but she was having a good time doing it anyway.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 10:49 pm
James knew the song as well. It made his dancing more confident, and he sang with Kyrin, smiling. Thinking back on it, he wished that his group from the home he left had gone dancing more often. He liked it.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 11:13 pm
Before leaving with Kyrin and Jamie to the bar, Leif scribbled onto a piece of paper that he left on a nearby table in the hall. On it he wrote, 'Izzy. Gone for a few drinks with Kyrin. Join us, if you'd like, at the usual spot. Leif.' He knew Izzy would wonder where Kyrin had disappeared to and, at the moment, she seemed too distracted to notice that Kyrin had even returned, much less left again. Kyrin was fun when she drank but throw Izzy, or rather Bella, who was more inclined to drink, into the mix as well? It's going to be a party.
Sitting at a table now, he watched Kyrin and James as they danced. Leif could tell by how loose Kyrin seemed that the alcohol had gotten to her and it wouldn't be too long before he could really gather some fun from this night. Taking a sip from his mixed drink, he wore a small smile.
As Fiore asked about Izzy's well-being, Izzy looked about, realizing how quickly it was becoming dark. Distractedly, she answered, "Um... good... hey, Fiore, let's go inside ok?"
Not really waiting for an answer from the other girl, Izzy rushed into the mansion. Flipping on a nearby light switch to fend against the oncoming darkness, Izzy sighed. The dark gave her a funny feeling in her stomach and she didnt like it one bit.
Looking about, she discovered a piece of paper on a table with her name on it. Picking it up, she read it and smiled. Wanting anxiously to join Kyrin but not wanting to go alone, Izzy ran about the house, asking everyone she came in contact with if they wanted to go. Once she was sure everyone knew where she was headed off to, she dragged anyone who would go with her to the bar that the Butterfly Mafia made their 'usual spot'.
Now she sat at the table, drinking an italian raspberry soda through a bending straw, watching not Kyrin but Leif with a slight blush across her cheeks.
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