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 Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 4:05 pm
"I don't ******** know" Rep breathed exasperatedly, making his way over to the tiger. He was off the other end of pissed off at this point with the feline's shenanigans and was edging into the realm of thought that said perhaps it was time for a new rug for their bedroom. He poked Massacre with a foot, something which only seemed to distress him further, picking up his pace to a run on thin air. Rep sighed and leaned down to roll Mass onto his side, kneeling down alongside him to check his madly dilated pupils.
His lips set in a grim line. "Did someone ******** drug my tiger?" he snarled, running his hands affectionately over the deeply distressed big cat who wasn't sure what way up he was any more.
There was only one major culprit in Rep's opinion, and he had a feeling where there was drugging, somewhere, somehow Melvin would be involved.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 4:16 pm
Yep, shitfest.
While everyone else was otherwise preoccupied, Nuk had managed to just... turn around and walk away. Whatever Candace had whispered in Jerry's ear had simmered the janitor down a bit before wandering off herself, Mass had been distracted by the gargantuan man who had fed it, Rep was preoccupied by Jordan (did he just squeeze his a**...?) and Riyo had disappeared, probably having raced to the bathroom to scour her hands raw. Which left the shapeshifter able to slip away completely unnoticed and inconspicuously take a place at an abandoned table.
Tipping the chair back on two legs, feet propped up on the beautiful blue table clothes (which probably cost more than his entire wardrobe,) Nuk sipped a sapphire blue drink from a faintly glowing glass, one elbow hooked over the back of the chair he was reclining in, watching the madness unfold.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 4:17 pm
"What. The. <********>," Rin scooped her beloved Raven up as it had gone off the end of barking and was now flopping around like a fish out of water. It thrashed about in her arms before she had to put it back down. She looked at Rep. Then looked out towards the crowd with narrowed eyes, "They drugged Calli, too."
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 4:31 pm
Riyo's hands might've stung when she replaced her white gloves, but they had been through worse before. A worse nobody knew of but the girl and her many cats.
She huffed as she pushed back out of the restroom, only slightly calmed down with the moments of peace she got from being alone. Her eyes skimmed the room, pointing out people she needed to avoid on the way back to the bar. There it was. Her long island iced tea... Which really wasn't tea at all. Just a toxic mix of vodka, tequila, rum, and gin (and some cola for color).
Also known as brain bleach.
"You better not have skimped me on the booze." the ghoul mumbled as she grabbed the foot tall glass and saluted her conscious mind goodbye. Riyo may not have condoned drugs, but it was obvious she had her own problems when her answer to a bad night was a tall glass of liquid fire. At least she wasn't drinking everclear out of a red solo cup again.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 4:51 pm
A low chuckle came from one corner of the bar - Malodore had slipped onto one of the stools, though the glass in front of it contained only sparkling water. It left it to others to imbibe, while it watched the fascinating effects... though it was more than familiar with the aftermath of Royal Blue by now. It had even toyed with the concept of a neutralizer, though not gone much further than that - bad for business, after all. And anatomy was more its forte than chemistry.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 4:51 pm
"Tracey. Deal with this." Rep snapped briskly. Tracey had been enjoying a quiet few moments of peace and solace at the bar, thinking fondly of her soft bed and freedom from this already taxing meeting. But there was clearly no rest for the wicked. She at least preferred to deal with the tiger, it was more agreeable than its master. Her heels clicked on the floor as she moved to stand alongside Rep. "What's the matter?"
"I think some s**t drugged him. Probably Melvin. Make sure he doesn't ******** die."
Tracey's expression didn't even flicker. "I'll see what I can do. What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to go back to enjoying myself."
"....Thought so." she sighed.
Rep got up, leaving Tracey to hope Mass didn't throw up or something just as terrible, and wandered back in the direction of the bar.
He did pause to eye the strange tiger-man curiously on the way though. He wasn't sure what to make of him. And in a room full of people he felt he had the measure of, that alone was notable.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 5:08 pm
Byr frowned as Tracey too took off, just when he was starting to enjoy the view. Stupid animals, always ruining his fun. Much to his amusement though, Rep returned shortly after. He was smiling again.
Rin on the other hand was a bit more responsible and stuck by Calli... for a little while. Then she realized Tracey was already stuck watching Mass so she caaaarefully slid Calli beside the tiger, "Watch this too!" And she was gone before Tracey could protest... and was looking for Melvin...
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 5:12 pm
Melvin had managed to get away from the animals, but the moment someone asked what was wrong with the tiger, he went from walking to the bar where Saliva was at and taking a hard left and hiding under the buffet table where the blue tablecloths provided an excellent cover. It was also very quiet here.
He could wait out the meeting (and consequences) here.
Saliva had been drinking when he saw the commotion about the animals. Rising up, she went to see what the hell was going on. "Damnit, Melvin." She huffed, before looking around. Where was the little dickhead?! "Turn my back for 5 minutes..."
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 6:00 pm
"Oh Melvinnnnn~" Rin cooed as she wandered the converted casino.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 6:04 pm
While Rin was less knowledgeable just how Melvin hid, Saliva looked for dark corners, behind slot machines, before she went to the buffet table and started to raise up the cloths one by one before landing on Melvin.
"Get your a** out here." She said, to which the chemist frowned and crawled out. "You drugged animals. You drugged ******** animals. I left you alone to sit in your chair with your water, and you wind up drugging the wildlife. We could get SHOT for stuff like that."
He held his hands up. "Well then they should be on leashes."
"Melvin! You do NOT drug mobster pets. Got that?"
He pressed his lips thin.
"Melvin."
"Got it." He huffed, dropping his hands. "Not come with me to the bar so I can watch you." She said, grabbing his elbow and dragging him with her.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 6:17 pm
Jerry groaned, eyeing the mess the Tiger had left, and his cart laying down the hall before shaking his head. "I'm off duty." He announced to no one in particular, and promptly finished his drink.
He was getting bored, and a bored Jerry was a dangerous Jerry.
A cigarette was poked between his lips as he fiddled with his lighter.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 6:32 pm
Saliva shoved Melvin into a stool and pointed at him. "Just...chill there for a while until this meeting is over." She said, sitting beside him and raising her finger for another vodka.
"Melvin?" She asked, pointing to the bartender.
"Whiskey." He said, before drumming his fingers on the table.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 6:36 pm
Jerry glanced to where the stool next to him was suddenly occupied, ashing his cigarette on a coaster, "You having a long night too?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 6:42 pm
She set her acid green eyes to look at the man before setting her elbow on the counter. "I always have long nights. Only way things get done." She made a V with her fingers. "Can I bum a smoke?" With Melvin drugging mobster pets, she needed more than vodka.
"What's a pencil like you doing here?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 6:43 pm
There was a moment where Nuk felt like he was being watched, that familiar sensation like a breath down your neck, or a shiver down your spine. Not everyone believed in such sensations, but the shapeshifter wholeheartedly did. If you get a weird feeling about something, you don't take any chances, or you might find a knife in your back. And while that was unlikely in this situation, it didn't stop him from looking up, swiveling his amber eyes around the room, until they met Rep's.
Now, he had his own feelings about Rep. The guy was loud, for one. But there was a certain... strangely appealing swagger about him. Distinctly defined muscles, fiery red hair, and enough bling to make him sparkle light the sun, he demanded attention, and had an attitude to match. He didn't take any s**t. Even if they'd been inches away from fighting earlier, that didn't mean he didn't have a healthy respect for the man with the tiger. And curiosity.
Eyeing Harrison's 'Trophy Wife' for a few more seconds, he quirked an eyebrow questioningly at the man, lifting the faintly glowing glass of neon-blue alcohol in a mock-toast before downing it in one swig.
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