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 Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 9:12 pm
Chris Teke As the light faded, Nox shook his wings. He was sitting on the counter, with his wings slightly raised. Tonight was a special anniversary for him, so he had his wing tips dyed purple. " Hey Franky, what do you think the chances of me getting business tonight are?" he asked casually. The fluid shift of movement in the corner of her eye catches Franky's attention. Straightening in her seat, she diverts her gaze from the two lovely young women at her side to the metamorphic cocoon of smoke and feathers unraveling itself upon the bar. Amusement curves her crimson lips as she leans forward to cross her arms on the countertop before her, quietly watching the form solidify. "I think there is a high likely hood of business coming your way tonight actually." Franky replies just as nonchalantly. "The theatre troupe will be in tonight. They do so love your wares." Raising her wine glass to her lips, her voice lowers slightly for a more private discussion."You know Nox darling, one day you are going to pull that little entrance trick of yours and Urban is going to think you some intruder trying to teleport into the club." Though her tone is playful, there is a warning embedded in her tease, "He would not hesitate to act if he thought I was in danger.." Glancing up at you, she offers a smile. "Perhaps you could think of a less dramatic way to make your presence known?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 7:56 am
Minai chan Chris Teke As the light faded, Nox shook his wings. He was sitting on the counter, with his wings slightly raised. Tonight was a special anniversary for him, so he had his wing tips dyed purple. " Hey Franky, what do you think the chances of me getting business tonight are?" he asked casually. The fluid shift of movement in the corner of her eye catches Franky's attention. Straightening in her seat, she diverts her gaze from the two lovely young women at her side to the metamorphic cocoon of smoke and feathers unraveling itself upon the bar. Amusement curves her crimson lips as she leans forward to cross her arms on the countertop before her, quietly watching the form solidify. "I think there is a high likely hood of business coming your way tonight actually." Franky replies just as nonchalantly. "The theatre troupe will be in tonight. They do so love your wares." Raising her wine glass to her lips, her voice lowers slightly for a more private discussion."You know Nox darling, one day you are going to pull that little entrance trick of yours and Urban is going to think you some intruder trying to teleport into the club." Though her tone is playful, there is a warning embedded in her tease, "He will not hesitate to act if he thought I was in danger."
Perfect, the troupe is coming, and today of all days. Someone up there must be watching out for me." he smiled. The actors of the troupe were the first customers of his, but was it a coincidence that they arrived on the three year anniversary of the shop being open? ((If Nox ever speaks in latin, at the end of the post, i will translate it. "Live life! For was is life without a bit of danger?"))
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 5:51 pm
Chris Teke The actors of the troupe were the first customers of his, but was it a coincidence that they arrived on the three year anniversary of the shop being open? A pleased smile crossing Franky's expression at your reluctant acceptance of her heart felt warning. "How is business going dear?" she asks curiously. "Traffic to your shop certainly seems to have picked up this year. Any new and exciting trinkets to entice us?" Glancing around them, her eyes ficker over the inhabitant of the floor, scanning for one particular individual. Once she is satisfied they are not within ear shot, she returns her attention to you. "Actually.. I might just have a request for you myself." Franky murmurs, a playfully conspiring tint lacing through her usual level of professionalism. "Marie's anniversary here is coming up quite soon. I want to get something special for her."
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2008 10:57 am
Minai chan "Marie's anniversary here is coming up quite soon. I want to get something special for her." Well, what did you have in mind? I have pets, so may I suggest the crying ice bird of Firua? Each tear it crys is a perfect diamond. Or maybe a Boch Tre, you know, the shapeshifter of gold? I also have roses from Zaada, thats the rose I used in my trick. Or if you want something a bit more... interesting, just stop by the shop. You know the door is always open to you." he told her. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a bottle and a crystal. He dropped a couple drops of the pale blue liquid onto the crystal. It glowed red for a moment and grew into a crystal wine glass laced with veins of ruby. The glass then filled itself with a deep blue liquid. " Of course, if its alchohol you want, we have the most potent stuff in all of New Berlin." He held the glass to his lips and drank. A wave of white surged through his wings. It was so natural that Franky wouldnt be able to tell if it was really the alchohol or just Nox.
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2008 2:43 pm
Chris Teke Well, what did you have in mind? I have pets, so may I suggest the crying ice bird of Firua? Each tear it crys is a perfect diamond. Or maybe a Boch Tre, you know, the shapeshifter of gold? I also have roses from Zaada, thats the rose I used in my trick." "No, no .. nothing like that." Franky sighs, a finger idly tracing over the rim of her glass. "Unlike most of my other girls, Marie cares little for sparkles and pretties. If only it were that simple, I would not be struggling with it so." Her other hand rests on her knee, a black nail tapping against the fabric of her skirt softly. "No.. Marie is our sensative, emotional child. Totally oblivious to the power of her own sex, she has been nicknamed the "virgin Mary" of the club. The only reason Thorne has gotten anywhere with her is through sheer heart-felt persistence." An amused smile curves her lips, though Franky's voice carries a hint of fondness. "She's something of a 'white sheep' here. She finds beauty in meaningful gestures rather than secular gifts." Her head tilts thoughtfully, mulling over your suggestions. "A pet.. that is a thought. Unfortunately Marie's species betrays her with animals. How someone who comes from a line of such base predators turned out to be such an angel is beyond me. It would have to be a creature that was either expertly trained to repress it's instinct to automatically loathe the girl, or it would have to be a predator as well. But alas.. " Franky laughs softly, turning to you. "Marie would want something to cuddle with I'm sure. Perhaps a type of feline? What would you suggest?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 12:25 pm
Chris Teke Minai chan "Marie would want something to cuddle with I'm sure. Perhaps a type of feline? What would you suggest?" ((is marie the same as in city midnight, or is she a different character?)) (( Same ^.^ I will get her profile up. I have just been seriously lacking motivation to write it lately ; ; )) >-- Edit --< (( Gwhahaha! *cheshire grin* Got her profile up! ))
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 8:01 pm
After a quick, but thorough discussion with Hitomi, the club's resident oriental goddess, Thorne made her way through the back hallways and service passages that made up a sizable portion of the club. Finally reaching one of the elevators, she slid her ID card in, and pressed the third button on the door panel. As the elevator began to move, she eyed herself critically in the reflective surface of the closed door, her gloved hands absently smoothing her skirts, and twitching her "Modivational" top straight... she knew such things didn't matter much to Marie, but it was habit... and she was still new enough at this to be nervous. And when nervous, she always tended to fall back on instinct and habit.
A soft chime forewarned the opening of those silvery doors, and marked Thorne sliding to the side of the elevator to allow a couple of the other employees in, before she deftly ducked her way out of the small chamber, and began making her way through the labrynth-like maze of hallways and rooms of the third floor. Of all the floors and displays, she loved this floor the best... it's wild mish-mash of decorations from a dozen cultures and worlds clashed wildly with the furniture, the paintings, and the different kinds of music escaping from doors that people only bothered closing half the time. People in their various states of undress, whether in preparation for work, or in the cool-down period between shifts, brushed past her down the hallways, offering winks, greetings, or barely civil comments of natures that made her quickly escape before they could see just how scarlet she turned marked such encounters. It didn't take her long, however, to find the door she was looking for.
Pausing outside, she quietly unzipped her boots, leaving them outside as she slipped in as quietly as possible, her stocking-covered feet barely whispering as she snuck up on the pale individual within. Thorne knew Marie probably knew she was being snuck up on, but... hopefully she would play along with the semi-romantic "game". As she came close enough, Thorne slid her hands softly around Marie's waist, encircling Marie in her arms as she slithered up behind her, one cheek nuzzling into Marie's pale hair as her dark lips moved to softly whisper against Marie's tapered ear, "Hey there, pretty lady... mind if I steal your attention for a bit...?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2008 3:00 am
Urban Thorne Pausing outside, she quietly unzipped her boots, leaving them outside as she slipped in as quietly as possible, her stocking-covered feet barely whispering as she snuck up on the pale individual within. Thorne knew Marie probably knew she was being snuck up on, but... hopefully she would play along with the semi-romantic "game". As she came close enough, Thorne slid her hands softly around Marie's waist, encircling Marie in her arms as she slithered up behind her, one cheek nuzzling into Marie's pale hair as her dark lips moved to softly whisper against Marie's tapered ear, "Hey there, pretty lady... mind if I steal your attention for a bit...?" The slight click of the door opening from the outside does indeed catch Marie's attention, and the pale hand gripping the hair brush slows in its stroke as she pauses to listen. Her lips curve into a soft smile as she catches the familiar sound of Thorne's patented 'sneaky ninja stalking' padding across the floor towards her. Not wishing to take away from the moment, Marie plays oblivious, bringing the hairbrush up again for another pass through her snow white locks. Thorne couldn't possible know just how endearing Marie found these little gestures of hers to be. A hopeless romantic at heart, she had always felt slightly out of place amongst the utterly hedonistic attitude communally held by the other members of staff. Her own desire for something more substantial in the romance department had caused her to develop something of an 'untouchable' reputation within the club, and Marie had long since resigned herself to the title. Looking back on their courtship now, Marie still could not fathom why Thorne had persisted in her pursuit as long as she had. When the woman had first shown interest, Marie had attempted to pass it off as a phase destined to fade as many others had before her. But as the weeks turned into monthes, Marie found herself faced with an awkward insecurity fueled by her sheer lack of experience with relationships. Yet even through her blunders of unwitting sabatoge, Thorne remained patient and hopeful and had slowly nursed the budding romance into the delightful discovery stage they were now currently exploring. As Thorne's slender arms slide to wrap around her, the smile playing along Marie's lips grows and she lowers the brush to settle on the vanity counter. Her eyes dreamily drift close as she feels the smooth softness of her lover's cheek brush against her and a luscious warmth rises as a flush completely engulfs her skin. Unconsciously her head ducks out of modesty as she blushes, her own hands coming to rest against the arms now encircling her. Steeling her voice, she tries hard to hide how very close she is to simply melting with this embrace. "Steal my attention..?" she murmurs softly with some amusement, ".. I think it is safe to assume your success there." Gently she squeezes the arms cradling her. " Or was there something else you had in mind?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2008 10:02 am
Minai chan " Or was there something else you had in mind?"
The purred words were followed by a gentle tightening of her arms around Marie's waist, her hands tightening over Marie's hips in part to caress, in part to hold her still... as her lips parted, pearl-white teeth offering a slow, gently pressured "nibbling" along the firm line of Marie's throat. Thorne knew how much she enjoyed such torments, and it always delighted her to see how much Marie's reaction to such attention mirrored her own. The soft chewing eventually drew to an end, however, transforming into a slow, lingering kiss just below Marie's ear, a last chance to savour the taste of her lover before returning to the suddenly uninteresting reality that made her sneak here in the first place.
So, as the kiss ended, a faintly wistful sigh escaped Thorne's lips as she murmured once more into Marie's ear, her voice conveying that same wistfullness in full measure."As much as I'd like to remind you of why I know that... Mistress sent me here with a request for you, love... I come in a quest for a kimono suitable for a sultry performer attending to a group of execs from Arasaki. Something good for moving in, and definitely something that hangs well off the shoulder... and something that will make the wearer feel beautiful, since this will be Chahna's first real performance for clients... think you can help me out?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2008 1:41 pm
Chahna was making her way towards the changing rooms with butterflies flitting around in her stomach. Yes, she did feel up to the challenge of entertaining the Arasaki team, no doubt with the help off Urban’s drink, but that didn’t still her anxiety for it would be her first performance for clients. Chahna wandered into the back of the designated changing room and went in search of the changing robes…which were bound to be here somewhere, Chahna thought as she scouted the area in search of them.
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2008 2:48 pm
Minai chan "Marie would want something to cuddle with I'm sure. Perhaps a type of feline? What would you suggest?" he says as he takes a sip of his alcohol. " Of course, it is illegal, but would you expect anything else from me?" he laughs as he shakes his wings.
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2008 3:36 pm
Chris Teke Minai chan "Marie would want something to cuddle with I'm sure. Perhaps a type of feline? What would you suggest?" he says as he takes a sip of his alcohol. " Of course, it is illegal, but would you expect anything else from me?" he laughs as he shakes his wings. "A Psirai? I've never even heard of the beastie." Franky laughs faintly, "Just how ugly are we talking? As forgiving as Marie may be, it will still be under my roof. I don't want some massively hideous creature wandering the halls.."Leaning back, she gives you a smirk. "Legal? That is such a forgiving term here. Within my walls I decide what is legal and what is not." fingering her glass, she winks to you. "The rules that apply here have nothing to do with the city outside. You know that as well as I."
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2008 9:06 pm
Minai chan "A Psirai? I've never even heard of the beastie." Franky laughs faintly, "Just how ugly are we talking? As forgiving as Marie may be, it will still be under my roof. I don't want some massively hideous creature wandering the halls.."Leaning back, she gives you a smirk. "Legal? That is such a forgiving term here. Within my walls I decide what is legal and what is not." fingering her glass, she winks to you. "The rules that apply here have nothing to do with the city outside. You know that as well as I." He was shaking with anticipation to get a creature hated by his species. " In fact, they are the reason for the saying 'beauty is in the eyes of the beholder'."
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