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 Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 10:51 pm
 Amanda Hope O'Conner
♥ ♥ ♥ Impressed at the speed of his bartending Amanda smiled at the young man. "Thank you, on both your sweet compliment and for my drink." smiling Amanda took a small sip and was pleased with it's strong flavor. "And yes, I did ride my motorcycle up, it's the first chance I have had to ride the lovely thing in a while It's such a thrill." Smiling at the friendly man she took another sip of her drink and wondered what sort of interesting things might happen tonight. She saw some heavy flirting going on a few stool's over between a redhead and the man she was with. Well I guess someone's going to ring in the new year with a bang.. Hiding a small smile she noticed another man drinking scotch on another stool not far away but talking to a girl who kept looking around. Amanda also noticed a rather.. drunk women walk up to the bar and get more. Well that's a lot of alcohol for one person, if she pukes on my bike I will kick her drunk a** for sure. Looking back up at the bartender Amanda introduced herself quickly, not wanting to keep him away from his customers. "My name's Amanda by the way. I'm new on the Island and everyone's a new face here."
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 11:22 pm
 x████████x MATTHEW COLLINS and BELA JAMESx████████x Serves him right, ******** a*****e! Bela smiled triumphantly, having gotten Jan to leave. It was rather sad that she slept with that guy... but it was just a pick me up! No feelings or nothin' involved! Yeah, good job on defending your actions, Bela, that just makes you look more pathetic! The smile on her face revealed nothing of what she was thinking, thank god. Do you have any idea how her reputation would plummet? And the fact that Jan's reputation would skyrocket, along with Vladimir's and whoever else she's slept with and kept quiet about it.
Bela danced a little in place, trying to make out faces she did know in the crowd, aside from the NPCs. Well, Vladimir, Hansel, Integra, Danielle and Mitsuke were no surprise. But... was that Winnifred? She looked a little different, but Bela couldn't mistake the hair. Wow, she looked rather like a sex kitten! It really was rather irresponsible of her not to visit the girl more often, but she seemed so psycho crazy at the masquerade, that Bela wanted to give the girl some time alone.
There were a lot of new faces, too. She wondered if Xeiro came, and quickly scanned the crowd for him, but she didn't see him. Maybe he wasn't coming, by taking his baby sister to the Town Square, instead. Oh well...
After another quick look, she started dancing around like before. At one point, she even did the 'Legally Blond' Bend & Snap move. She was rather enjoying all the attention. It was the only day of the year she'd actually gotten that much of an audience! Oh, how it must feel to be an idol... to be greeted to this at every performance! That would be heaven!
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Matthew finally managed to return to Theresa, an sad apologetic look on his face. "Sorry, it's just that this is a really bad night for talking and--" he stopped, interrupted by Keith, again. He was gonna break that kid's face in, if he ever interrupted again. Matthew sighed heavily, "Excuse me, Tess." he frowned, before going over to make Keith's special drink.
It took him longer than most of the other drinks, specially because of how complicated and precise it was, but after some time, he managed to get it to Keith. Matthew's face definitely showed he was irritated. "Enjoy." this drink, while you choke on it, a*****e. Matthew wanted to say, but he only thought it. Sadly, he even made the drink to perfection; probably even better than most other cases, because of how slow and meticulous he was being!  x████████x The Laborer and The Mistressx████████x
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 12:09 am
Keith grabbed his drink from Matthew's, giving him a small nod as a thanks. He wouldn't go as low as to actually pronounce the word for him, seriously. He took a sip out of it. Perfect, as always. This was why he liked Matthew. He could make good ******** drinks. He took a drag out of his cigarette before turning around and looking at Bela doing her show on the stage. Damn, she really had it that night. b***h. Seeing how Jan was not answering him, probably to busy being a douche or already hight, Keith left the bar, drink in hand and walked back toward the stage, looking straight to Bela. He said to her with his usual cocky grin on his face. Oh well, better Blondie that Fakeboob b***h over there.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 12:10 am
 
She chuckled and lifted an arm, “No, no, I g-” She started to say in response, but then the guy had to go off again. ..Great. She shook her head and took another sip. She couldn't stay disappointed in a crowd, though – she loved things like this! Seeing so many lively, loud, and excited people at once just lifted her spirits. She twisted in her seat to watch the crowd, laughing at a few things she overheard and simply leaning in to drop a comment or two into whatever conversation was closest. Not sticking with one person, because there was only one person she was really interested in right then, but drifting in and out. She ordered a second drink soon enough, same thing just more rum than usual. Hey, it was party! She should be abl- Oh, God. Theresa was on the verge of breaking into song because of the excitement, when all joys scattered in favor of concern and surprise.
Who but Kade had entered the strip club, walking much stiffer than the usual sway he went with.. heading straight to Theresa. She was tempted to duck her head and avoid him, but it was too late and, really, what kind of sister would she be? She let out a sigh as he stole a seat next to her and smiled. There went her break. “Hi, Tess.”
“..Hey. Thought you were going to that.. uh, thing with junior?”
“No, um, I asked Jacob to do it.”
Poor kid. “Cool.” She replied simply and glanced back at the crowd for a moment before looking to him again, “You-”
“So, um, see you, I'm gonna go mingle, okay?” She raised her brows – well! That was easy! She smiled and nodded, waving a hand at him to encourage him to go on. She would question if he was alright and such, since his voice had.. well, it wasn't as perky as usual. Just a strange Kade, she guessed, but his boyfriend had dumped him in a shitty way just recently. Plus the sudden parenthood thing and that letter – yeah, Kade would be weird for awhile, she supposed. She watched him a bit before turning back to the bar and focusing on her second drink. Quickest remedy for a buzzkill was more rum, after all.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 12:39 am
x████████x MATTHEW COLLINS and BELA JAMESx████████xBela's head snapped toward wherever Keith's voice came from, because he was clearly addressing her. "Get on the stage, then. I'd rather get off, I'm getting all sweaty and gross." Bela complained, not stopping in her movements. "Besides, it'll be fun to watch them boo you off the stage." Bela smirked, being absolutely sure he heard what she said and saw the smirk. However, as much as she loved the attention, getting sweaty and gross was not in the to-do list. Sweat, nor grossness, was not sexy!
Bela had gotten a lot of money, a whole lot! She was in the mood to sit down, relax and watch Keith get publicly humiliated. Putting on the show, Bela strutted to where Keith was, grabbed his hands and dragged him onto the stage with her. Moving her hips to the music all the while she was doing this. "Your welcome, a** wipe." she whispered, before disappearing out the back of the stage to who knows where.
Let's see how well Keith can handle a crowd by himself.
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Matthew was trying so hard to keep up with Walter, but the other guy was much too fast. He blamed his lack of morale in the situation. He was still stressing over Carly, and the fact that someone he knew was coming to see him tomorrow. He didn't know who, but he hoped it wasn't his jerkass of an brother. He stopped a moment to breathe, wondering where the ******** Walter got all that energy!
Sad thing was, the night was just starting.
[[Eh, crappy exit. Couldn't make her jump down into the people, they'd maul her! O_o]]x████████x The Laborer and The Mistressx████████x
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 12:56 am
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 5:07 am
"Of course not! Come and join." Integra said with a smile to Leila. She pulled out the chair besides her and patted the seat.
"She looks familiar." Danielle whispered gently to himself. Where was she from.. OH- Danielle's eyes went wide in recognition. That b***h who stole their tapes! Ah well it wasnt as horrible as burning their place down. And tonight was a night to be happy about. Though Keith still annoyed him. Straight up guys can ******** off... but hell make fun of him for dressing in drag?! Danielle silent hoped for Keith to break something, or get mualed by someone while he was doing his routine. Just fall of stage soon became a mantra in his head.
"Im Integra and this is Danielle. Whats your name?" Integra asked the woman with a smile. She and Danielle where working on a pleasant buzz.
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Her hair.. it was so close. Before he could think of stopping himself, not that he would, Vlad leaned in towards Gwen and buried a hand into her lucious locks. He brought his face closer to hers and smirked. "Well i cant let that happen now can i?" Vlad said before he leaned in to whisper in Gwens ear. "Though i would give you more than just a midnight kiss." Vlad purred before pulling away only slightly. She smelled too good to be away from now.
And while he just wanted to invite her to his house.. or a private room upstairs he knew he would have to play this courting game a bit longer.
Some nights, like this one, he had little patience for it. But there wasnt much he could do. When he had a list longer than he could keep track of, of women.. men that he all wanted to take to bed.
Redheads always ended up at the top.. along with the other blue eyed beauties. And he would do almost anything to get them in his bed. It was that animalistic urge he needed to satisfy rearing its head and it showed in his eyes. Not to mention sex always provided Vlad with.. well it was like a security blanket.
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"I- Well ******** you too." Jan shrugged it off as Keith left him. Alright so the drug had just kicked in and colors started looking REAALLY pretty.. like that girls yellow jacket. And it had taken him a moment.. or several to respond. Eh he'd get the guy later when he was off stage... wait what?!
Jan downed his drink and walked up to the stage. "You ******** ginger you have ******** got to be shitting me." Jan laughed. Men stripped for money?!?! Gay men maybe! OOOOH. Jan burst out laughing, he ended up laughing so hard he was holding his stomach cause it hurt and he was doubling over from the pain.
"Oh my ******** God that is ******** is a pretty color.. oooh." Jan tried to touch someone's dress walking by, rather unsuccessfully. "What? No wait... " Jan frowned as he stood up. He had been doing something.. now what was that. HEY! there was a party going on! When did that happen?!
Oooh that blue light felt good.. no the red one did. NO AH BAD YELLOW LIGHT BAD! Jan cringed and shook his head. He took out a joint and lit up. Needed to level himself before he freaked out.
He pulled out another colorful little square and got up to the stage. "Its New Years ******** Eve. Enjoy the present ya gay ********!" Jan laughed as he offered the drug to Keith. Of course in doing so he ended up staring at his hands for a bit. They looked funny.. why did he have seven of them? But only when he waved his arm.. now that was odd....
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"Well enjoy yourself Amanda. Im Walter, just call me if you need anything." Walter said with a smile to the woman. He looked to see who was up on stage now.. oh.. great.. it was Keith. Hm.. well maybe when Bela came back Walter could offer her a drink.
"Matthew my dear boy. What does our blond entertainer love to drink?" Walter asked him curiously. Plus he wasnt about to be on peoples bad sides.. not tonight.
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Everyone was having so much fun! It was really killing the Frenchman. How did a guy like Vlad just.. pick up girls like that?! It was like.. going to the grocery store. No i want a redhead today thank you. Pip thought to himself as he took a long drag on his cigarette. And Walter was peppy tonight.. should be, he had slept all damned day! The Frenchman adjusted his eyepatch and stretched before checking a few more ID's as they came in.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 8:44 am
 •••••••••••••••••••••••••••Gwen Bloom Gwen smiled, touching her hand to his arm. She found him insanely attractive, but she was a little taken back. She didn't really want to have sex. Well she did, but it would take more than one night in a strip club to get her in some stranger's bed...but it was new years.
The thing about sex was, that Gwen didn't like it all too much. Maybe because the only people she had slept with were old men and young hip entrepreneurs with small parts. So she expected sex to be her on top, doing all the work. She hated it. She much preferred the chase, and the foreplay. It all went down hill from there.
With such a bad history in bed, Gwen didn't think Vlad could pleasure her. She had never met a guy who really could. So she didn't think it was possible. She thought something was wrong with her.
She interlocked her fingers with the fingers in her hair, moving up from his arm. With a slight c**k of the head and a smirk, she took his hand out and rested it on her leg. She wasn't that drunk yet to hop up and let him take her home, especially after he made clear what he would do to her. She wasn't going to even give her anything for it, this was just casual, not a boyfriend. Doing it for nothing would be new to her, only the second time. The first time hadn't ended well.
"Really now?" she finally responded, deciding to draw it out a little bit farther. Maybe if this guy proved he was worth it, that he could really show her a good time, she'd do it. If not, there was no harm in flirting. Gwen got a kick out of it, it made here feel well liked, and when people flirted back it made her feel sexy: and old, but oh so new feeling.
"I don't understand what you mean." she lied her voice charming, turning her knees away from him and back to the counter. Taking another swig of her drink, "You're going to have to explain." She smiled to herself, her drink still hovering at her lips as she took another sip. It was really obvious what she wanted him to say to her, if he could pull it off subtly he might have had her in the bag.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 10:51 am
"I wouldn't exactly call them jailers, they're just a bit nosy. They don't really care what I do anyway," she explained to the man while taking a quick glance back to her brothers. As she expected, they weren't watching anymore they were busy talking amongst themselves now. "My name's Aria," she told him in reply to his introduction.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 4:03 pm
x████████x MATTHEW COLLINS and BELA JAMESx████████xMatthew looked up at Walter when he asked about Bela, instinctively looking up at the stage to see she had gone. Leaving Keith in her place. Hmm, that was weird. "I don't know, she usually asks for different drinks all the time." he shrugged, a what can you do look on his face. It's not like he would know, anyway. He usually just served whatever she asked for, making nothing else of it.
It looked like some of the customers started to mingle among themselves, ignoring Keith entirely. All of them were male. It seemed they were put off by Bela's departure, and not wanted to give Keith any of their earlier... 'enthusiasm' Sadly, that meant more customers at the bar, too. Giving Walter and himself a whole new wave of customers.
Oh, Keith...
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[Changing Room]
Bela had taken a quick shower in Alice's room, to get off all the gross stickiness and not feel like she just ran a marathon. She was rather particular in where she hid all the money she had gotten in the night. Having not taken the time to count it; she could do it later, in her apartment... while she rolled in it. Yeah, that sounded very appealing.
Right now, however, she was in the changing room. Wearing a bath robe, of sorts, as she picked out what she was gonna wear for the rest of the evening. She left her hair damp, wanting to hurry up and not miss Keith's dethronement. She really hoped Keith would get kicked off the stage soon, just so she could laugh in his face at his failure. That would be the icing on the cake! Wouldn't it be funny if he came in running through that door, crying big fat tears? Oh, how glorious that would be! x████████x The Laborer and The Mistressx████████x
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 4:22 pm
Vlad leaned in towards Gwen, liking her innocent act. It was like playing with a new toy that didnt know all that they could do. Leaving his hand on her thigh, that he gave a firm squeeze to Vlad brushed his lips against Gwens ear. "If i did what i wanted.. my dear." Vlad purred to her. "Once we got behind closed doors, as long as you werent against such treatment." Vlad added outrageous charges or not it wasnt going to stop him from sleeping with someone or making it just as consentual as ever.
"I would tie you up. Blind fold those beautiful blue eyes of yours." Vlad said as he smiled against Gwens skin. "That way.. you wouldnt know what was coming from where. Id toss you onto the bed, then give you as much foreplay and oral stimulation, until you begged me to take you out of animalistic pleasure." Vlad growled playfully.
"Id give you a good spanking, a nice massage, some hot candle wax on those lovely girls." Vlad said as he looked to Gwens chest and then her thighs. "And maybe some on here." He said as he caressed her outer thigh with his fingertips. "And we can go from there... thats just what i would start with. If you wanted it rougher.. more dominating i would give you it. If not.. despite appearances i can be a gentle good boy." Vlad said as he met Gwens gaze. "But i prefer not to be." Vlad grinned darkly.
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"Right then. Not all at once you thirsty blokes!" Walter smiled. "Order in the Kings castle. Now, you three! what will it be?" Walter said quickly commanding the crowd that had bombarded him and Matthew. Walter got busy making drinks and grabbing the dirties from the counter. There was little time to clean up, but he managed it. The young Brit was fast, faster than most, having developed the skill through his other 'job'. You moved fast.. or you died. Simple.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 4:25 pm
Unfortunately for Bela, Keith wasn't being being booed like she had hope he would be. Sure, he had lost some of her previous public, but it had soon been switched for the girls that hadn't care at all for Bela. Can't win them all. While his crowd was smaller than Bella's he would probably make more money than any other night, due to how packed the place was that night. In one swing around the pole, he grabbed Jan's little stamp in his hand. He wouldn't take it right now. He would share it with Conor as always. He just had to worry about not loosing it in the meanwhile. Where was the boy, anyway?
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"They look at you but don't care what you do?" I repeated what that woman had just said. There were only two kinds of people that would have act like those men were doing. Family, and bodyguards. I hoped, praying God silently, that it was the former. I wanted a quite night, not one where I was thrown once again in the dark of the night, running around dodging bullets. No, those days were in my past now. The city had another protector. "Are you a regular here?" I asked her, trying to do a bit of conversation.
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Leila smilled back at the two girls as she pulled the chair to sit on it. "Thank you" She told them both as she pass a hand throught her hair, letting her coat fall back on the chair's back. She glanced toward the stair, looking at the boy.... who seamed... very familiar. "Who's that?" She asked, nodding at the stage. "He seems... young." She finished. She then left out a giggle, waving her hand in front of herself. "Oh, forgive my maners. I'm Leila." Really? Joining a table and asking question before introducing herself? Wasn't that mean of her.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 5:09 pm
"Who him? Oh thats just Keith. One of the workers here. Id stay clear from him unless you like the a*****e type." Integra said gently, she finished her drink and turned to Danielle.
"Why dont you get us some more drinks? Do you want any?" Integra asked Lelia. "Dont worry its on me this time." Integra smiled to her.
"Oh and yes.. he does seem young but according to my good friend Pip over there." Integra pointed to the Frenchman near the door. "He says the ID is legit as far as he can tell. So.. its either a good forgery or the boy just looks young." Integra shrugged.
"So anyways what do you do for a living?" Integra asked changing the subject from Keith. She didnt care for him and he wasnt going to ruin her mood tonight.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 5:54 pm
   
Xeiro pushed open the door, flashing his i.d to the bouncer. He felt like it was super necessary since he had never stepped foot in here before, and with his choice of eye-candy, for now, working here. Well, he might need to be here more often. He saw his sister sitting on one of the stools staring like a ********. He wondered how they were even related sometimes. He hopped up next to her, but continued to act like he didn't know her. "Excuse me, give me your best drink, sir." He nodded to the bartender. Hoping for a little adventure on two accounts for this wonderful New Year's outing.
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Mitsuke could not believe her bulging eyes. She glanced over to the man that had spoken to her, 'Hey, it's the guy that makes good drinks.' She could feel something in her chest tensing, whatever that was. "Buut... I'm special..." She nodded to him with some form of liquid forming in her eyes. The ********... was it raining in there? She looked up for a second to be sure rain wasn't dropping into her eyes.
She finished off her drink in lightning time, "say, how's about you make me what I had the last time, eh?" She honestly couldn't remember the name of that, now that she thought of it she couldn't recall the name of her thing. But, that didn't make him any less hers! She stood up from the chair and walked behind the b***h and looked down at her things hand. 'Defenseless. He has his hands doing something so they won't block... this!' She thought it through, holy s**t! That meant the palm smacked across his face was pre-meditated! Couldn't you go to jail for that?! "HOW COULD YOU?!" She screamed in his face, her entire body reeking of alcohol especially her breath. She turned from him to look at the b***h and raised her nose into the air in one of those holier than thou poses. She then followed up with a nice hiccup, damn she kind of felt drunk. She even swore she saw her brother, but that couldn't be him. He wouldn't be turning away from her like that.
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Raiden walked in, needing a good buzz to get through his New Year's. He lit up a cigarette just before walking in and quickly scanned the room quickly. He saw a few faces he recognized, but none as important to him as the sight of those precious liquids all lined up just calling his name. He took a seat and looked at (whichever bartender isn't busiest) and smiled, "Gimme your weirdest combination." He smiled; Raiden felt like being experimental tonight.
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Crimson stepped into the bar, wearing his usual dressy attire. He smiled at the few people he passed and took a seat at a vacant table. He wanted to enjoy the place a little before he started drinking. He lit up a cigarette and looked at the little stage. "Ay, a strip club too." Although he wasn't interested in watching the young male dance, that was an interesting piece of information. He took a long drag and lounged back in his chair.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 5:55 pm
   __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ - Alice 'Madame Mia' Ladd, Kaleb Roman, & Ilya de la Cruz - __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Once the mistress was done with her drink, she threw another scan at the crowd. This was good. After a bit of people-watching and Bela's dance, Alice made her way downstairs, just in time to catch Bela heading into her room. Just routine. She continued through the crowd, very happy by how packed the place was. Still, it meant everyone was busy, and although that never really seemed to be a problem with her, it'd be pretty sad to not do anything tonight. Oh? Was Pip too busy? No he wasn't. Okay he was, but Alice didn't really care. Besides, their date at from White Day... didn't exactly go the way either planned. Seriously who ate seafood while knowing they were allergic to it? ...Wait did he know? Alice rolled her eyes at that thought before stopping next to the Frenchman. Luckily for her, he got a break because the last to go in for the moment had passed by. "Is the Captain busy for some company?" asked the brunette with a smile. Hey she was bored.Kaleb in the meantime was busy drinking. Once Bela had left... well he wasn't interested in a guy, so that just summed it up. He did however spot a young woman with another guy who was almost giving that sulking air. Huh... Walking over there, he offered a smile, and sat down next to her, a pretty little brunette. Little did he know that which looked delicate from far off was actually a trucker. With... a blue haired man next to her... Eh he'd seen weirder styles. "What a way to end the year, don't you think?" asked the man casually. Drinks, stripping, partying, pretty fun actually.Well... Mister suit was taking up all the attention, and all the ladies. Ilya couldn't deny it, he was dashing, but she wasn't about to get in the middle of that. Not publicly at least. As she took a sip of her drink, her eyes wandered over to a brunette who was visibly steaming as she watched that hunk in a suit. Hm? "Everything all right-"started to ask the woman before she left. Dang it... Ohhh! That... had to hurt. Ilya winced herself at the slap. Ouch. Then her curiosity got the better of her and she went after the brunette. "Hm... those idiots... Are you all right?" asked Ilya, clearly the other wasn't, but that was the question that always got someone in.
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