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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 3:56 pm
Dessik slups back into the booth, they had once sat here not so long ago. There was no use. She liked, more or less loved Omki and he was a jealous b*****d he couldn't even hurt. "Anyone read a romance novel lately? Please tell me how the triangle ends." If this didn't work out he would have to go back to working on the equation and maybe he could find another who held the Vishtau between them.
"Who am I kidding? It will never come again."
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2005 12:07 am
She entered the building through one of the balconies, her hair waving from the outside wind slightly. She leaned over one frail railing, and her eyes danced along the dance floor, across the bar, past the booths, and into the other balconies. Her face was well shaded, and she let no sound escape her lips. She was wondering why none of the Lycans had not attacked any of the sweaty mortals below. She licked her lips silently. She took the railing up into her hands, and eased her self over, flipping in midair, and landing right in the middle of the dance floor. She glanced about her, then gracefully took her leave to the bar, her cloak making waves in the air.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 1:18 pm
Silieldraug, or Adrian as she went by most of the time, opened the door to the all too familiar smell. She didn't really like the smell but she had been around it so much that it felt almost like home. Slipping through a croud of mortals she went twards the bar. Adrian pushed herself up onto one of the many stools and rested her head in her hand, just thinking. She ordered a single shot; although she was way under age, the bar-keep didn't seem to mind and he set her drink on the counter. She wasn't one for humans or human blood. That was the wierd thing about her. She remembered the fear of being turned, of being bitten, so although she felt the tug at her insides for humans, she kept that instinct in check. Tipping the glass back she downed the shot of liquid. It burned all the way down to her stomach and sent shivers up her spine. She set the glass back down and looked around the room.
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2005 7:42 pm
Dessik's senses flared up and his head screamed at him. He sat up and looked around. Little girl sitting at the bar. That's what set him off. Too little to be drinking here. She may not see it but barkeep trying to glue his eyes to her... well, to her.
Dessik moved out of his booth, moving up to the bar and settling himself down in the stool beside her. "Go home, pup before you get in trouble. Too young." He took her glass and flipped it upside down. "You're done here."
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2005 11:33 pm
She sets her blue eyes in a gaze at him. She was obviously still very sober. She looks at him with the slightest bit of amusment in her eyes. The girl rests her head in her hand and her elbow on the bar counter. "I can hold my liquor," she stated simply.
She smiles at the guy slightly, "But if you insist, I will. I'm sure you could make me get out instead of by my own free will, so..." She took the right amount of money for one shot out and placed it under the glass gently. "I'm done here." She called to the barkeep. He nodded and took the glass and money.
She looked back to the guy sitting next to her and with a small smile still on her face asked, "Are you happy now?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 6:25 pm
"Actually," he said, scratching an ear, "I'm not." He got up. "You still have to leave." He pointed towards various obstacles in the room on the way to the door. "See there's this stool right next to the bald, fat dog and no one has ever made it pass that ancient site." He said, sarcastically. "And then there is the ever famous petaphile who will at times reach out and grab the 'gluteus maximus' of young'uns such as yourself." He held a laugh in starting to have fun. "Then, the last trial is the doorknob it's self. Now I know you're thinking, 'is there going to be a headless demon there or a frail hungry vampire just waiting to pounce' and I'll say 'hell no'. There is a handsome man who sits and waits for pretty females to walk by. His name you ask? I dare not say. But I'll tell you both of his names starts with a... what was it again... ah yes... a D." Dessik barely held in his laughter as he said, "By the way, have I introduced myself?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 7:36 pm
She thought he was serious about the stool, the pedaphile and such and she listened to him acting very serious. Adrian was able to stay like that until he said 'gluteus maximus'; she started laughing, realizing that he was being sarcastic.
When he got to the vampire she had just stopped laughing. Adrian looked at him and with a grin, raised one of her eyebrows listening to him talk about a man waiting for a girl. She held back a laugh when he 'forgot' what letter the man's name started with, and when he was done she smiled at him again.
"Come to think of it, I don't believe you have introduced yourself. But then again, you were a little busy convincing me to stay away from the petaphiles and evil doorknobs." She let out a small giggle. "So, what is your name oh 'guard of the bar'?" She asked sarcasticly.
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2006 3:44 pm
"Daeherof Dessik at your service. Now guess what letter my names start with." He thought it was pretty funny. "And if you guess what they mean, I might even give you a candy, pup."
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2006 4:52 pm
She laughed a little, "Hmmm. let me see." She put her hand to the side of her face pretending to think really hard, "Well, I think it starts with a D, but I'm a good girl. I listened to my parents when they told me not to take candy from strangers." She smiled and winked at him. "Oh, and, Pup isn't my name Mr. Dessik." she said still smiling.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 5:14 pm
"That's not your name, really?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 9:49 pm
Jaden walks in through the clubs doors and looks around. Eyeing the crowded dance floor only briefly he acends to the upper level and finds a dark place by the balcony that will make his scars less noticable while he deciedes what to do. Why did he come hear in the first place? What was it that he was hoping for? Companionship? No, he didn't think that was it. If Hunter Lycans were still after him he would know soon enough. A small part of him wished that they would come and that he would have to flee again but he didn't think they would appear this time. He slumped down in the corner and waited a long while before vanishing without a sound. He had decided to return another night.
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2006 11:28 am
Meredith entered the club silently and made her way towards the bar. She was on a mission tonight so she couldn't drink. 'You can't have fun without a lil' drunk.' she thought with a half smile as she remembered her brother saying that. She smirked at the bar tender as he handed her her drink. She was a regular customer so she didn't even have to ask. "Thanks." she said. "So how's my southern belle doing tonight?" the bartender asked with a smile. "Alright Ah guess..just here for a little bit of fun." she said with a smirk. The bartender shook his head and walked off to help another customer. Meredith took a sip of her drink and closed her eyes to savor the taste before getting to work. She slowly turned around her on bar stool and scanned the large crowd on the dance floor. 'Now..where are you hiding?' she asked in her mind as she took another sip of her drink.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 7:43 pm
Nails torn with a bit of filth building beneath, enough so to earn fingers tips a low seated growl from within her throat. Damnit! Why didn't they ever stay clean!? It seemed like as soon as you washed your hands and cleaned your nails they always ended up filthy again, even if you hadn't touched a thing. Aww ******** it, tonight is a night for a drink anyways. Who gives a s**t if your nails are filthy Tala? Honestly?
A pair of heavy steel toed boots made their way over the flooring of the noisey club. The toes were tattered a little from too much time working, and being sized for a woman instead of a man it made them look a little less menacing, but the thud was firm all the same. Smudged jeans were torn above the right knee, at the top backend of her left thigh, and two little holes were forming in the corners of each of her back pockets. None of them patched and a distaste for tight clothing kept her from pulling a stunt like the younger ones and wearing fishnets or something flashy underneath.
A trailing of fingers through wind swept hair pressed back the strands of gold enough so that smokey grey eyes followed the bartender with an expectant gaze, waiting to put in a drink order.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 2:12 pm
Meredith closed her eyes with an aggravated sigh. How was she suppose to do her job when he wasn't even here? She opened her eyes and glanced over the crowd again before turning around on the stool. She waved the bartender over and when she saw that it wasn't the one from earlier, she gave a seductive smile. "Do ya think you could do me a favor darlin'?" she asked softly. She wrote something down and handed him a piece of paper. "If a guy comes lookin' for a Bella lata', give him this note. Do ya think you could do that?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. She smiled when the bartender nodded before turning and trying to weave through the large crowd. Her nose scrunched up in irritation as some of the extremely strong scents invaded her senses. 'More acute my a**..' she grumbled in her mind as she dodged a particularly sweaty mortal with ease.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 8:57 pm
Myyth entered the club with caution, for a couple reasons. She was looking for Finn in perticuary, but if Dessik was around, she needed to speak with him as well. She'd not made it a dozen steps in the club, however, when the new sign on the wall caught her eye. It pushed all of the thoughts she'd been havind right out of her mind, and felt rather like a punch in the gut.
"BEWARE OF THE HUNTERS, DO NOT ATTACK FIRST, THEY ARE BEHIND THE ATTACKS."
She read the sign again, to be sure. It didn't? But it did, and she sat down looking and feeling rather stunned. Will would never..... would he? No he wouldn't. She refused to believe it of him. Besides fearing for Will, she now knew she had a doxen other choice to make. The first was the easyiest. Will needed warning, and she was going to give it to him.
The wedding, Dessik, and the rest could wait. She could even put Omki off if it was required for all their safely. It was at ths thought that her hand unconsciously slid down to her stomach, despite the fact she wasn't showing yet.
((Exit to city))
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