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 Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 4:26 pm
|| Hey, after I saw that picture, I want more. That lead singer is HAWT.
We would sex them up so good. XD ||
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 5:02 pm
((Hello my friends. It has been a long time hasn't it? Is anyone around to keep me company IC?))
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 5:29 pm
*The doors to Club Orion opened slowly as the slender body of Tala Gin made it's way into the building. She closed the doors behind her with a soft thud and made her way to the bar. As she walked she began to unhook the traveling cloak that was keeping her warm. Under the cloak she was wearing a tight turtle neck shirt that was long sleeved but left her stomach exposed, and a blue skirt.
As she made her way to the bar her soft footsteps made delicate thuds with her boots, and her silver locket moved as she walked bouncing where it lands above her chest with her steps. Before she took a seat she went behind the bar and got a glass, and a can of coke. She moved to the stools and smoothed out her skirt as she sat down.
Her blue eyes scanned the empty club before she cracked open the can and pour the cold liquid into the glass. She took a sip to make the fizz stop and sighed softly*
"It seems this place will never change, but I do wonder how everyone is."
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 5:57 pm
Sitting atop a table looking down at a set of blueprints was a ruby furred fox with white tips on her ears and her tail. Her equally fiery eyes were burning a hole into the parchment, gathering all the data they contained, whether she completely understood it or not. This had to be the tenth set so far, but she was pleased with what she saw, although she wasn't exactly sure what it was she was looking at. Architecture wasn't her thing at all, but if she wasn't personally involved in her projects, she didn't like it getting underway.
The female who took refuge in the club went unnoticed in a manner. Red had no idea who she was and was in the middle of something. Neither was all that important, but she chose the blueprint on the grounds that it was already occupying her mind. With what seemed to be a very human sigh, the kistune's tail flopped over from left side to right as it continued to read in the general silence of the club.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 6:02 pm
*It was odd that Tala hadn't noticed the other woman who was present as she made her way to the bar. The silver claimer looked over her shoulder her eyes looking at the kitsune for a few seconds then to the blueprints she was looking at. It seemed the woman was very into her work and Tala did not want to disturb her. One reason why was she didn't know this woman, and second it wasn't in her nature to disturb someone else*
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 6:03 pm
(( Phweeeee. <3 Ichi's gonna be part of their street team on myspace! My friend saw me at the concert, when the singer, Xion, leaned into the audience. He said that it looked like I was going to pull him off stage and carry him away on my shoulder. If only I could.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 6:17 pm
|| -Gigglefitsnort- Fun times for Ichi! ^^ ||
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 6:33 pm
(( Miyu, Ichi has moar sexy pictures, so she's gonna upload them nao. <3 ))
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 6:34 pm
|| -Gasps-
yes, Miyu wants to see the sexay pictures!
heart ||
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 6:36 pm
::The doors to the Tower open again, this time revealing the stocky figure of the vampire who has recently made a dwelling of this place. Hazel eyes peering about, his gaze is hindered only by stringy dirty blond locks, deathly pale skin giving it a seemingly darker tone. Stepping in to reveal his worn brown coat, he closes the door with gloved hands, similarly-styled rugged leather boots meeting the wooden planks below. A red button-down shirt is tucked into his beige slacks, pantlegs overlapped below the knees by his boots.
The end of a narrow scabbard is tied against his right leg, the heavy sheath swaying about as the vampire steps into the building to survey what life may be about. This place isn't active too often, so Andamuel gets quite a lot of quiet time to himself. Doesn't help as much that meals never seem to wander in here of their own volition - he's had a high wildlife diet as of late.
Chewing idly on his lower lip, Twist finds two people - both women - hanging around, one at a table and another at the bar. What a bunch of lookers this place has, Twist thinks to himself with a half-hearted laugh. The redhead is especially cute. Raising his right arm and whipping his hand around in a little wave, he calls out in greeting to either of the girls as his arm falls back to his side.::
Howdy.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 6:38 pm
From outside of the large establishment that was known as the Orion, silence ensued throughout the open expanse. Not even the soft sound of crickets could be heard; the quiet demeanor of nature itself was almost creepy in a sense. However, within the next few moments, that seemed to change. With the soft crunch of gravel underneath flat boots, a figure began to approach from within the trees. Their movements were quick and agile, and considering how faint the noise of their steps was, it was as if they were flying across the ground. However, that was not the case and it was made apparent when they finally were revealed underneath the pale moonlight.
The figure was shown to be a young woman, immediately known to not be human just by first glance. With white triangular ears perched on top of her head in the midst of golden tresses, her species could be identified as being part feline almost right away. Her eyes, slanted and staring at the building in front of her, were as deep as the night sky above. So dark they were practically black but if she were to reveal herself in brighter lights, the tint of blue would be noticeable in her irises.
With her destination in sight, she was at the front door within moments, having stopped mere inches in front of the tall oak fixture. One delicate hand was placed upon the handle, contrasting with the dark hue of the wood to the light complexion of her skin. She merely stared at it, unblinking, apparently lost in a train of thought that she snapped out of a moment later. Her head tilted upwards with an obvious purr; she was discovering a new place, after all. And why wait any longer?
The doors of the Orion opened slowly, the creaking sound echoing throughout the entire room as the young woman slipped through the space she had provided for herself. With midnight blue eyes sparkling in everyone's direction, she gazed at them all for a moment before shutting the door softly behind her. She brushed her fingers over the porcelain skin of her upper arm, she was seemingly trying to warm herself up from the cold that she had felt only moments before. However, it didn't seem to bother her as much as she began to saunter over to where the bar was. With her hands now resting on her hips, she let out a soft yawn, the sharp incisors poking out from behind her lips.
The two sleek ears that were perched on top of her head merely swiveled in the direction of the noises in the room before allowing themselves to relax back in their spot. Her nose twitched gently, her feline instincts kicking in a bit, but as she saw that there was no danger around her, she calmed down visibly. When she was finally at the bar, she slipped onto one of the stools, her ample chest pressing against the tight fabric of her shirt and remaining nestled there comfortably. Lifting one long, slender leg over the other, she could feel the sheer stockings rub against her skin even more so, but that was to be expected. With her hands settled on her knees, she let out an amorous purr of contentment.
She noticed three forms within the room alongside of her. One female, one male and one fox. Having never been here before, she had no clue who they were. However, with that being said, she had no clue if they were going to bother her. She wasn't in the mood for idiots today, it seemed.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 7:07 pm
(( Gotta upload, hold on. D: ; ; ))
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 7:11 pm
::Another lady, this one dropping in mere moments after the sturdy vampire himself. He lifts his brows and steps to his left, giving her more than enough room to pass by - the first thing he notices is that she follows the inhuman trend this place seems to operate by. Not that that's a bad thing, as most humans would find him weird anyway. He steps forward only a few paces, eyes most clearly focused on the newcomer's legs and back as she walks off and torward the barstool of her choice. Now I'm really hunrgy, Andamuel comically thinks to himself once the woman has come to a stop and taken her seat. This place is a chick magnet.
Once again stepping away to allow the redheaded chick to make her sudden, unannounced exit, Andamuel lifts his eyebrow in thought, wondering why she may have left in such a hurry. She did seem rather busy, so perhaps she just didn't want to be bothered by others? Still cute, though. Bitchy, but cute. Shrugging as he pushes those thoughts aside, Twist starts tugging at the fingers of his gloves, slipping them off and stuffing them into a pocket on the inside of his trenchcoat. He makes his way to the bar with a bit of bounce in his heels, offering a nod to the new girl at the bar as he walks past her.::
Evenin'.
::Flashing a fanged grin behind his dark lips, he quickens his pace as he moves all the way to the end of the bar and hangs a right, trekking the same distance on the opposite side of the counter on his way to the liquor cabinet. He speaks to the kitten lady again with a sideways glance, tossing his hair from his face with a nod.::
You thirsty, darlin'?
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 7:26 pm
Glancing sideways to the man that had walked past her, the feline watched him carefully, taking in his words that caused her tail to bristle dangerously before curling up in her lap obediantly. Her deep oceanic eyes were boring into the back of his skull as he turned towards the liquor cabinet that had held his attention mere seconds earlier. As much of a good looking man as he was, she wasn't going to let him sweet talk into her books with his little pet names and all. With a soft growl that escaped past strawberry hued lips, she flipped her hair back off her shoulder with a snarl.
"Listen here, sweetheart. My name isn't darlin'."
Her words started out as a purr but ended in a fierce hiss that had her eyes narrowed at his form by the time her lips had shut. With her hands placed neatly in her lap, she tilted her head to the side, studying him for a moment before a smirk graced her features. She wasn't going to be too rude to him. After all, he was by the cabinet already and was willing to get her something if she merely spoke the words. And speak them she shall.
"But if you're offering to get me a drink, I'd like a White Russian."
Offering no other words than that, her curses and growls reverted back into the purr that she had grown so accustomed to. Her ears, perched so neatly in her silken locks, were twitching ever so slightly, picking up the faintest of noises that the room had to offer. The other appendage that indicated her feline status was curled in her lap, the tip of it flipping upward every so often until she took it into her hands and began to pet it gently. Running her slender fingers through the soft fur, she seemed to enjoy the ministrations she allowed herself.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 7:46 pm
::Ah, a feisty one. Having come to a stop and opened the cabinet, Twist pauses in his activity and turns to face the girl halfway again. He dons a sly grin and shrugs overdramatically with his palms up, feeling more attracted by her reaction than threatened or deterred. He's gotten the looks before, he's gotten the responses before. People get used to it. Shaking his head with that smirk remaining, Andamuel turns about and returns to his bartending duty. Taking down a simple nameless bottle for himself, he hesitates again in contemplation of the girl's order.::
.....White Russian...
::Poking at his jaw with his left index finger, he gathers together the fixings for the drink from his memory. Sliding aside his bottle of liquor, Andamuel roams about the bar for a few moments, rummaging through the fridge, cabinets and the drawers of the bar counter itself. When all is done, he has vodka, Kahlua, cream and a small glass with ice. Pouring in the separate elements of the concotion, he takes up the glass and his own drink, turning once more and approaching the newcomer.::
There y'have it.
::Setting the drinking glass down before her, Andamuel turns and starts on his way out from behind the bar again. He'd better get back on the other side before someone comes in - they might ask him to fix them something.::
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