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The red head smiled, picking up the tall glass and drinking some of its fiery contents. The burning chill still grazing her lips before it was whisked away. "What reason do I need?" Her honeyed gaze looking over to him somberly, she still smiled though. "You take no s**t. You seem to know the area, how things are ran. If you want some noble answer, I'm afraid I can't give that to you but you do not hesitate. At least not from what I've seen tonight. That is survival of the fittest." Dani looked back down at her drink, rolling it around on its diameter. "I like that. That is all I've ever known and it is what I'm comfortable with." She took another drink, the ice cubes clanking when she sat it back down. "If you don't want to do it, you don't have to. I certainly wouldn't hold it against you."
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 8:16 pm
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YOU KNOW A LOT ABOUT MARTIAL ARTS ═══════════════☠═══════════════ "I see." Marcus muttered aloud after listening to Dani's explanation. Like her, he also was used to being around people who could act tough rather than talk it. They were the kind of people who lasted on this island. The dark-haired fighter downed more of his drink as he thought about her proposal. When Fenrir put his empty glass down he would finally answer her. "I've never taught someone before, but I can give you some pointers...if you want." Steely blue eyes glanced at her, and he smirked before adding, "I'm not as busy as you'd think."
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 9:27 pm
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Dani smiled, almost laughing. "I didn't think you were busy at all. I was just giving you an option out." The redhead pushed the empty glass back, ice clanking as it settled. "So what is your gene-x? If you don't mind me asking?" She looked back at the bartender, nodding slightly as she requested a cherry coke instead of another alcoholic beverage. It was probably not the best idea to get sloshed. The barkeep placed the dark drink in front of her and stepped away, moving on down the bar for whatever. "I have Hell's Grasp." Her finger tips turning a burnt golden orange, then just as suddenly, it faded to the normal pallor. Dani took a drink of her soda and then stole a look at the man beside her.
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 9:35 pm
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3 XX Victoria walked quietly into the bar, her small petite body framed in an almost seeming hung over stupor. It was this bar where she had her first fight and this bar that led to her being sentenced to a slave. Although maybe now she was free, her 'Master' hadn't contacted her in Eons, so possibly she was free from all. Sitting at the bar, hung over as ********, she ordered five shots of vodka and when they came, she began to drink again. Although hung over, the few who had ever met her, bare few to none, would still recognize her as her hang overs did nothing to her glamour, if evil beauty counted as glamour, she would begin drinking again, already smelling of hard liquor.
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 10:11 pm
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YOU KNOW A LOT ABOUT MARTIAL ARTS ═══════════════☠═══════════════ "Inner Storm." Fenrir answered her after giving a light shrug. These gene-x styles were surprising when he first came to the island, but now they weren't anything new. Hell's Grasp, especially, was the most commonly shared style. That didn't make it any less deadly though. If anything, it was good news. Fenrir had first-hand experience fighting against that style. He understood it better than most, and that knowledge would come in handy during Dani's training.
Fenrir's ears twitched just before a girl walked into the bar, Victoria. He glanced at her, again out of habit, just to make sure the person walking in wasn't some punk. After judging her to not be a threat, Fenrir returned his attention to Dani. "So, what other styles do you know? Wait, let me guess." He turned to face her more directly. His eyes washed over her body from head to toe, before he answered his own question. "You're a Wing Chun fighter."
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 10:25 pm
After you finish your shots the bartender walks over and puts one more shot down in front of you, courteously delivered on top of a napkin. "One more for the road." He says in a dull, emotion-less tone before walking away. You'll soon realize that the napkin has something written on it.
"Come back to the cellar."
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 10:42 pm
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3 XX Taking the last shot that was a freebee she looked at the napkin, back to work she guessed. She then did a double take at Fenrir, she had met him before. Looking at him lightly, the petite inner dark girl smiled slowly, a somewhat sinister smile, she mouthed the words carefully and slowly, "Judgment day is at hand." She then got up from the bar, leaving the napkin, she left.
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 10:54 pm
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"No shocker there," Ha! The puns. Clearly he was an excellent guesser. She'd watch him look her over and then respond, a smirk on her face the whole time. His astute observation correct. "For now. There are a few others I want to pick up also. I've done mostly street brawling, no real training behind it. Just something to pass the time." She had only done it for survival, the cash wasn't bad and it was a better living than those streetwalkers that sold their bodies. She valued herself more than that. Some were just drawn to violence.
She wasn't sure why she chose Hell's Grasp, but out of all the choices, it seemed to fit her. A natural destruction, she imagined it warm and inviting at first but being sick to it for days...well, nothing she could do now, besides it wasn't so bad being a walking furnace.
"Soooo~ when do you want to start?" Dani turned, facing him as she quipped.
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 11:31 pm
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YOU KNOW A LOT ABOUT MARTIAL ARTS ═══════════════☠═══════════════ "Heh, meet me at the Training Room inside the school building." Fenrir nodded cooly before putting his money on the counter for the drinks. "And stop by the library to pick up an instruction manual on the first stage of Hell's Grasp. We'll start there." There wasn't much to teach newcomers before they needed to go through their first level up tests, but her main style was the other thing Fenrir couldn't teach her off the top of his head. The other skills wouldn't be a problem.
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 11:42 pm
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"Great! Sounds good to me," Dani jumped up from the stool after turning. She would pay for her drinks and head out of the bar in her usual casual stroll.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 6:44 pm
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Like a typical girl, Dani would act wooed and flattered by just being in his majestic presences, at least in public. Once they got to the bar, the sweet smile would turn treacherous. It was a Russian roulette of concoctions, each one meant to delight the senses and subdue the conscious. The redhead crossed the threshold of the bar, finding the same seat as when her and Fenrir met.
"This is so much nicer than training." Not that the sex wasn't also a great vacation, she thought, eyes shifting over to him quickly before deflecting.....Anyway, she occupied herself with the menu. Lacquered ruby nails rapped at the counter, a rhythmic collision that sounded a mini-drum roll. Until the bartender waltzed over in his usual nonchalant mannerism.
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Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2014 3:01 am
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Finding the same seat as when they met, Fenrir would sit himself next to Dani. With the simple lift of a finger the bartender knew what he wanted, and started making his drink. He'd been here often enough to already know what what he wanted from their menu, and those that worked at the bar knew that as well. That was what it meant to be a regular, though Fenrir wasn't sure if that was a good thing for him to be either. So much indecision haunted him lately. "Don't hold your breath." He cynically replied to Dani, though he was secretly glad she'd spoken up. Fenrir turned his head and crystal blue moons scanned the room. "We're not welcome here." His eyes lingered on a group of fighters laughing stupidly in their booth, and then attention returned to Dani. As she might remember, Fenrir was used to being attacked in this place. The bartenders never reported any of the illegal fights that broke out on their property. They seemed to revel in it, actually.
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2014 1:09 pm
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The pyro stayed where she was, a scowl betraying her softer features. Tendrils pulling at the tab of her beer, she started off with sips but they'd steadily intake more. Dani looked to the barkeep, hazel eyes aflame as she seemed to ignore Fenrir's statements. "Look...I can tell you handle the place well, but I'm looking for a job..." The man's eyebrows crooned, almost in a stupor to her words. "..I don't give a s**t about the pay, if there is even any. I just need something to do in my down time." He started to stammer on, the redhead growing annoyed. "Hey, just give me the job. It is easy-peasy. I can start tomorrow even." Nodding, he handed her another cold brew and a shot of fireball whiskey before disappearing to the back of the bar.
Plump, cherry lips formed a little O of mock surprise, betrayed by a growing smirk as she turned to her mentor. Her gaze washing over him, she didn't know exactly what he was to her besides a lover and teacher. He wasn't exactly the boyfriend-play-house type, not that she was looking for that anyway but she noticed the catatonic gusto he gave off. Dani figured it was because of her and not the barflies. "Relax. So we ********, I'm not gonna cling to you and be some nagging b***h-friend. I train, fight, and then if we do something in betweeeeennn..."
With tensions running high, her mood was improving already.
She threw back her shot of fireball whiskey and slammed the glass against the counter, a fist full of scabbed flesh and metal clanging loudly as the burn spiraled down. Spicy heat rolled off her tongue, accented words kissed by liquid fire;
"They say if you are feeling froggy...then leap, ******** golden hues gave off a glow all their own in the low-lit tavern, crowning a faint but devilish smile. The woman kept her unforgiving gaze on the dark-haired man, despite newcomers and regulars.
A look like that spoke nothing of fear.
"Surviving as a young, vulnerable, beautiful woman pushes you right to the edge. If you don't want to fall..." She smiled a far away smile, her brow arching slightly. "You gotta push back." Finally, she looked to him again, finding the eye of the storm. Her own ovals burned with a swelling hatred for this world, and her cause became clear...She was a wildfire determined to consume it. Bloodshed, carnage, destruction...she wanted to cleanse this s**t hole. To wash away the taste that the shot left in her maw, Dani finished off the beer in gulps, licking away the froth from the soft vessels.
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Posted: Thu Jan 16, 2014 10:43 am
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