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 Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2005 9:01 pm
"Paradise."
The man answers for her.
"Either way, you're quite lovely. I'm Aaron, shall we?"
He leads her to the dance floor, not entirely oblivious of her present state.
Heh heh heh.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 7:09 pm
:::She's tempted to just let him lead her to the floor, because at least she wouldn't be alone, but as a moment of clarity waved over her, she remembered that he was a stranger...a stranger who wouldn't be leading her to Luke:::
:::She follows a few steps, then stops abruptly:::
Oh, wait! I can't... I'm supposed to be here with some other people...
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 7:14 pm
"Well the party's all up in here babe, go with the flow and I'm sure you'll find you friends."
A heavy beat starts to thump through the clubs and Aaron grins winningly at Cora.
"Come on! What've'ya got ta lose baby?"
Without another word he leads them deeper onto the floor and starts dancing with her.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 7:16 pm
:::Cora begins to go through the motions of dancing, but by the look on her face, she is quite obviously distraught. Her eyes shoot around, and its so dark, so smokey, and so loud, she can't seem to see anyone she recongizes, so her eyes come back to Aaron...who she feels absolutely no better about, and she starts the process over again:::
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 7:18 pm
"Come on babe! You're obviously from out of town, live a little! That's what a vacation's about right? Dance with me..."
He starts to get closer...
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 7:22 pm
:::She's so fuzzy, she doesn't even notice him getting closer. All she can think is that she needs to find Luke, or Max, or anyone...
Cora leans over to shout to him over the music:::
I need to go find my friend...
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 7:26 pm
Aaron frowns, the drunk in him getting riled up by this frosty b***h.
"Hey babe! Screw those losers and get a piece a me why don't ya? Do you know how many girls would literally throw themselves at my feet to get a chance at this?!?!"
He grabs his crotch.
"Now come the ******** on! Lets go back to where the real party's happenin'"
He grabs her wrist and pulls, hard.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 7:29 pm
:::As strong as Cora is, the substance levels in her blood cause her to be too blury to react right away. She's pulled forward as he tugs, but once she's got her feet in place again, she stands firm. As firm on the spot as a building:::
:::She glares:::
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 7:31 pm
"What the ********? You're a fiesty b***h aren't ya? Well that don't matter, we can party right here."
He uses her arm to pull himself in reeeeeal close and goes for the sloppy drunken kiss, the other hand going around back for a grope.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 7:41 pm
*Max steps out of the bathroom. He stretches, looks around.... And doesn't see Cora. He walks back into the club just in time to see some strange guy with his mouth on Cora's - and his hands on her a**. It does NOT look consensual. Max frowns and hurries towards them.*
HEY HEY! *Max grabs the guy's arm - hard and jams himself in between them.* Back the ******** off, man.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 7:43 pm
"What the ******** is your problem jackass? Can't you see I'm ******** busy here!?!? The b***h and I were having a chat."
He slurs drunkenly, anger glazing his eyes and mixing with the booze to screw him up further. He shoves Max out of the way and advances on Cora.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 7:45 pm
*b***h?? That's it. Max responds instantly, shoving the a*****e back by the shoulders.* Hey DICKHEAD - I said - BACK OFF!
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 7:48 pm
:::Cora is entirely releaved to see a familiar face again, but that sort of subsides as she realizes that the two of them are becoming increasingly aggressive:::
Max...Max, take me to Luke... :::She calls over the music, trying to distract him from Aaron:::
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 7:54 pm
"Woah woah man! No need to get violent, I'm going, I'm going."
He turns, then turns back to plant a big old varsity quarterback sucker punch right in Max's face.
"How do you like that ********? You want some more of this? Huh? Huh? I put the last little pencildick punk that tried to ******** with me in the hospital, you wanna try your luck?"
He spits on Max and turns to Cora.
"And you, SHUT THE ******** UP b***h! I'll ******** slap the s**t out of you if you don't shut your ******** face right ******** now! Always wanting to find your ******** friends, well you got a new friend now, right ******** here."
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:05 pm
*Max went down, clutching the side of his face. Max put his tongue against his teeth, checking to make sure they were all still there. They were. He shoots back up to his feet, hauls back, and punches the ******** right in the jaw.*
*Someone screams. The crowd pulls back, making a circle around them as they duke it out.*
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*On the other side of the club, Luke may as well have been in another world. He encircled Aimee with his arms and he kissed her again, long and hard.*
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