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 Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 8:53 pm
Greer squealed at the feel of his flippers on her midsection. "Eeee! Hey, watch it, the feathers down my spine are sensitive!"
Getting a mischevious glint her eye, she nodded. "Okay, kiss. C'mere you!" Wrapping her arms around his neck she pulled him in close... and at the last second gave his nose a big wet lick.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 8:53 pm
EDIT: From Cassidy:
Cassidy winced. Several things went through her head. For one, Vasile was likely drunk, and her few sips of Irish coffee was nowhere near enough to get her willing to snuggle up to someone she barely knew, even at the best of times. And she had certainly been feeling exceptionally unsexy lately, anyway. On the other hand, he was nice and warm against the night's chill, but... it wasn't enough to balance out. She shook her head and pulled away, trying not to scowl.
Vasile frowned as Cassidy stiffened and shook her head. Vasile took his hands away and stood up, looking like someone just killed his best friend. "Hey Dude, truth or dare?" he finally asked lowly.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 8:54 pm
((Aw, sorry hun! Maybe you and Sunny can edit it later?))
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 8:57 pm
((*hugs Vasile*))
Ian caught Vasile's look of disappointment and wanted to go comfort the man. While debating that he finished the last of his beer not going to go get another.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 8:58 pm
"Hey! That's cheating!" - he protested, having totally missed stuff about sensitive and what not. Or maybeit didn't compute yet, drunk as he was. Information processing took time right now.
But then Vasile's voice dragged him away from admiring the reflections of light in Greer's eyes. Starring blankly at the actor, the Dude admitted: "I don't wanna move, so it'll have to be truth, buddy."
He also had totally missed the fact that Cass snubbed Vasile. Yeah ... the Dude was in his own private Greer world.
((Yeah! The Dude for one saw nothing XD))
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 9:00 pm
Ambrose shifted more uncomfortably, watching the two of them, obviously quite inebriated and being VERY flirty, drawing Ambrose attention even more to the fact he was - even if not necessarily with Greer... that he was without a girlfriend. He pondered returning home....
Well... what was it that a wingman was supposed to do... make sure he didn't do anything that they regretted, right? But what was he supposed to say without sounding like a total a**?
He tapped The Dude on the shoulder, and whispered. "Careful, Dude. You and she are rather...er... tipsy. Don't do anything you'll regret in the morning." He gave him a clap on the shoulder.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 9:01 pm
Vasile went back behind the bar. He poured himself a shot of whatever Pyroth had been drinking and tasted it, thinking. "Did you really think I was queer?" he finally burted out.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 9:03 pm
She smiled. "It's Ambrose's fault! Learned it from him."
Watching Vasile and Cass, she frowned. Oops! Had she done something wrong?
"Ambrose! Don't go!" Reaching out, she attempted to snag her friend around the waist. "If you leave it diminishes my harem!"
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 9:07 pm
Ambrose blinked as Greer wrapped her hand around him, hesitating...
"Your harem!" he jibed, poking her in the ribs. "Feeling ambitious are you? Goes to show what a little bit of socializing can do to a girl, huh?" He teased, remembering the shy bookworm of only a month ago.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 9:08 pm
She squeaked at the poke but didn't let go. "And alcohol. Alcohol helps too. And just why can't I hog my two pretty boys, hmmmm?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 9:09 pm
Huh?
Two pretty boys? Harem?
WOW there!
Wait, Ambrose just said something, too ... ooooooh. He looked at the giggly Greer in his lap. Harem? With Ambrose? Wow, she was SOUSED. Heh ... a soused giggly girl who wanted a harem. He'd show her that there was no need for harems. Mmmmmmmm ....
Ah, she'd totally hate him in the morning if he drag her away like a caveman now. Ambrose was right. Small steps. He nodded at Ambrose: "Hey man, give us water here, will ya?"
Taking his flippers off her waste he instead of put on on her shoulder, and kinda cradled the drunk grashopper in his arm. What did she just say about her feathers beign sensitive though? He looked at the brown dawny feathers on her arms and bhind her ears. The mind was still not processing the info very well.
Turnign back to Vasile the Dude blurted out: "Huh? Well ... how do I put it ... yeah. Cuz you showed up on my doorstep reeking of cologne, with hair perfectly styled, a gold chain around your neck and a little dog on a leash. With the jeweld collar. Ya know ... sorry about that man. Cuz then Timmy also told me he had a crush on you, so I totally assumed." - he was drunk and thus in a very happy and very peacefull state of mind.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 9:14 pm
Vasile snorted into his drink. "Just because a man has style and takes care of his appearance..." he mumbled, but didn't argue any farther.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 9:15 pm
Greer nodded, feeling like sticking up for Vasile for some reason. "Yeah Sean. Like in Europe, even the straight boys wash themselves."
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 9:17 pm
Ambrose laughed as well... and then it fell on his lips... "Heey... yeah, that's right, Vasile!" He looked to the Dude, hoping he didn't think the same of him because he had style too.
He wandered back to the bar and poured four big glasses of water and distributed them to Vasile, Greer, The Dude, and himself, knocking a big couple of gulps back.
Ambrose giggled into his water at Greer's comments. "But the women don't" He chortled.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 9:17 pm
"Well, no offense, I have seen many men with style like yours in Key West and they all were quite queer Not that there's anything wrong with that. ya know. Whatver floats the boat. But I heard even Brad Pitt waxes his legs, so I suppose in Hollywood things are different." - he grinned, taking the glass from Ambrose and emptying it relaly fast. AHHHH ... so much better. The brain was processign now ...
"And I wash myself, Greer. In the ocean. When I dive." - he added, trying to calm the giggly party girl down. Harem?! And licking? He looked suspisiously at her. Was this kinda like Ambrose's howling and Cassidy's being cold? The irresistable call of nature ...
He shook his head and turned to Ian "My turn now"
"Hey Ian, truth or dare?"
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