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 Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 7:42 pm
Raven was indeed pretty damn impressed with the lockpicking, though it made her wonder just why he knew all of the information that he did about this place. Unless he worked there, she supposed that would make sense. She just watched however and followed him inside, sitting at the counter, laughing when he did his little acrobatics. “Pretty lazy, hm? All powered up and nowhere to spend the extra energy, plus thinking it’s a good idea to impress me, a pretty lady with your astounding feats of agility?”
He had to work here. Why else would he be getting himself all comfy cozy behind the bar like that? But…he did look pretty darn good behind there…
If she ever came here for real, she would want him to serve her some drinks. That would be very nice.
“So. What do you think I want? I like sweet things…so just surprise me, okay? I’ll leave it in your…” She glanced at him and shrugged. “…Soft looking hands.”
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 9:04 pm
Instinctively, his gaze went down to his hands and he wriggled his fingers just slightly. "I'll have you know that these soft looking hands are capable of working miracles, so don't make fun of them until you've given them a go."
He winked at her and leaned a bit closer. "And I mean really, given them a go. But we can start small." He pushed away from the counter and drew out a glass before he started collecting things from behind the counter.
Perhaps he was putting on a show to make himself look like he didn't know where things were, or perhaps he was debating what he should include to make her the perfect drink, but more than once did he stop, stroke his chin, glance over the selection and then finally pull something off the shelves.
It took only about a moment before he was sliding a full glass in her direction; it was a pretty pink color and smelled fruity, and he was positively smug. "Drinks aren't the only miracles these hands can work. Go ahead," he said, gesturing to the drink. "Let me know how you like it."
Because, he had no doubt in his mind that she was going to like it.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 9:09 pm
Raven snorted. “Capable of working miracles, hm? Well, perhaps later we can test that theory.” She watched him work, resting her chin on her hands, seeming both amused and quite frankly impressed. He seemed pretty slow to start, but when he got going, the drink was just finished…and it looked so pretty.
She pulled it closer, smelling it.
Damn. It even smelled pretty…well. Nice. Pretty and nice…and not like a normal drink either. The blonde took a sip and sighed. “You sure there’s actually booze in here? It doesn’t taste like it. It almost tastes like lemonade…strawberry lemonade, maybe? Whatever’s in it, it’s fantastic.”
She took another, longer sip, sighing and slumping in her chair a bit, yawning. “You know, this is a pretty silly thing I’m doing, when I really sit and think about it. Here I am, alone in a bar, drinking something that you could have drugged up, and I don’t even know your name. How rude.”
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 9:19 pm
"Sanidine," he replied quickly. "Are you going to deprive me of the pleasure of your name, or are you going to make me guess? Because I'm pretty sure you still owe me a good kiss for that." He leaned on the counter and nodded towards the drink. "If you like it so much, give me your name and I'll even write down the recipe for you. Or," he grinned. "You can just come see me and I'll make you your own glass whenever you like. That and any others. That's not even the best recipe I know. And if you want something that tastes more like alcohol, I can do that—but, I assure you."
He made himself comfortable and smiled at her. "There's plenty of alcohol in that, so don't drink it too quickly. Or do, I don't mind. If you get drunk off your feet I'll just take you home, tuck you in, and pick up where we left off tomorrow morning, no big deal."
He wasn't going to let her wander the streets for someone else to sweep her up and ruin all his hard work, after all.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 9:47 pm
“Sanidine, hm? What a girly name.” She gave a little grin, downing the rest of her drink and laughing slightly. It was strong. And he was right, it was full of alcohol in it, there was a slight burning sensation as the liquid went down. But…hey. It was going to feel pretty okay when she got home.
Nice and warm. And it would totally help her to sleep, so that was good.
She reached in her purse and pulled out a pen, scribbling her number on a napkin, along with the word, ‘Dark Mirror’ under it.
The blonde waggled her eyebrows at Sanidine and laughed. “Oh lord, you weren’t kidding. Maybe I shouldn’t have chugged that drink, hm? Anyway. No, I won’t give you my name this time, oh Mr. Sanidine. Maybe next time. So.”
Raven walked towards the door and shrugged. “…Do I get a kiss goodbye, or what? I wouldn’t mind, you know.” Because. It didn’t matter. And…it was fun. And exciting. So. There.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2015 6:27 pm
"Oh," the male moaned in mock agony; he took the paper she had written on, glanced over it, and flashed her as charming a smile as he could muster. "As long as there's a next time, Sweetheart. Now, I'm heartbroken that this has to be a kiss goodbye, but for you? I've got a kiss for every occasion."
He was still standing behind the counter and propped his elbows up so he was a bit more on her level; he leaned forward and planted his lips on hers. It was with more enthusiasm, more passion than his earlier kiss. He wasn't playing around, now; he wanted to make an impression so he was pulling out all his best moves. A close enough kiss to share their warmth, but not hard enough to smother her. Just a little tongue, but not enough to be obscene. He took the lead, let her know that he wanted to kiss her—and was enjoying it.
He didn't make any move to pull away because he was exactly where he wanted to be, and loving every second of it.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2015 6:34 pm
Raven couldn’t help it. All of this over the top s**t…it was exciting. She felt wanted…and she really liked it. And that kiss. Oh well, s**t. All bets were off from the kiss. Part of her wanted to just keep kissing forever, but another part of her…whatever rational part was left convinced her to pull away from it…before she ended up staying, and drinking more of the delicious drinks…and making a mistake that she would regret.
A kiss was one thing, anything past kissing. Well. That was a whole other monster that she didn’t want to bother dealing with.
She shook her head, laughing. “Good night, Sanidine. I’ll see you later. Have a good night and be safe. And if you try seducing another girl tonight, just know I’ll be very upset with you. I’m someone who doesn’t like any competition.” The blonde winked and slipped out the door, not wanting to hear his response, and not wanting to get tangled up with his lips again.
Not tonight, at least.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2015 6:42 pm
Sanidine almost whined when her lips left his; watching her go was harder than he'd expected. She was out the door before he could give some clever quip about all the things he could do to her if she stayed, but…
Watching her leave was as nice of a parting gift as he could ask for. And she had left her card.
Dark Mirror, though…
He flipped the card over in his hand thoughtfully. It wasn't an unfamiliar word to him, but like hell if he knew anything more of it beyond basic familiarity. Maybe he'd find someone and ask.
Or maybe he'd just have to call her.
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