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 Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:09 pm
 Śikārī entered the nightclub, his silky silver locks tied back in a low ponytail, leaving only his bangs and the one long strand of silver hair to frame his face. He had been hired to dance tonight, and he would do so since the pay was fairly good. He was taken into many room, for makeup, costuming and such before he was lead out to a stage. The male wore a tight black shirt that cut off to show off well toned muscles and a lean frame. He wore comfortable black pants, not too tight, nor too loose, and he was absolutely covered in jewelry. His silver locks had been let down from their ponytail and flipped out. Once he made his way to the center of the stage the music played and lights dimmed. People were also dancing of course, but Śikārī was there for those who did not dance. He moved with such grace and flexibility, making his movements appear almost...too easy. His feline prowess was uncanny, even though he was nothing more than a human, he was a most....exotic dancer.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:27 pm
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Mira hummed quietly to himself as he entered the club. He was sent here to check out the 'competition', as his boss --ugh, he hated calling him that-- had not-so-politely said. And seeing as how Miharu was too chicken to do it, Mira was the one who was obligated to do it. Inwardly pouting, he boy sighed quietly and raked his hands through his hair. So, the black haired boy took a seat at one of the small tables, propped his chin up with his hand, and watched the dancers. So far, it didn't seem like they were too much of a threat, but when a silver haired man stepped onto the stage, Mira's gaze locked onto the beauty as he watched him dance. Biting down on his lip, he cocked his head to the side and let a light smirk pull at his lips. Now that was competition. And oh how Mira loved competition.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:33 pm
Śikārī continued to move with the music until the very last beat. When it ended it seemed the male was not even out of breath, though a light sheen of sweat covered his pale skin. He made his way off of the stage and back to the dressing room where he could put on his own attire. He removed the jewelry they had given him to wear and replaced it with his own, though his own was far less....gaudy than that in which he had been given. He removed the clothing and pulled on a pair of white jeans and a black somewhat tight shirt, followed by a grey shawl like s**t that he pulled over the black shirt, letting it fall down to simply rest just above his elbows. he then turned and left the room, heading to the bar to get himself something to drink, nothing strong, but he was a bit warm now.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:51 pm
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Mira sighed out of disappointment when the silver haired man left the stage and turned back to the bar. Sadly, Mira was underaged, so he couldn't drink any alcohol and that put a damper on his mood. Frowning, Mira ordered a Coke and tapped hif fingers against the counters, quite boredly, as he waited. He couldn't help but wonder who that dancer was, and the curiousity was eating away at him. When his drink finally came, Mira took hesitant sips at the liquid. Maybe after his drink he could go home, seeing as he would be able to see that silver haired boy.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:55 pm
Śikārī took his drink and wandered away from the bar, taking a sip from the chilled liquid, which helped him cool off quite a bit, that and the air-conditioning in the room. His deep emerald blue eyes wandered about the bar, though he found himself somewhat bored already, smiling every now and then at people who would comment on his dancing, and other who would try to flirt with him. He would simply turn down drinks and such, knowing that many would be spiked seeing as some people were here just to have a...good time. With a sigh he finished his drink and set it down on the bar, before he headed out into the cool night air, tilting his head back to gaze up at the hazy stars, somewhat hidden thanks to the pollution from the city. "A rather beautiful night" he purred in a melodious tone, his words so smooth, with a hint of a strange and somewhat exotic accent.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 10:12 pm
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Mira's eyes blinked drowsily as he took another sip of his drink. Maybe alcohol would do some good in his system, he contemplated, glancing at the drinks the bar served. He chewed on his lip and yawned quietly before reaching into his pocket and pulling out his fake ID card, well that was how he got into this place. Smiling happily, Mira ordered another drink, with alcohol in it this time, and pushed his other drink away. Recieving his second drink, he hopped off the stool and moved through the throngs of people in the club, downing his drink in the process. Once he found out that he could hold down one fruity drink, Mira decided to leave the club and head back. Ruffling his hair, he stepped out out the club and sighed happily, repressing a shudder as the temperature dropped zdown. It was way warmer in the club compared to out here. Zipping up his jacket, Mira shoved his hands deep into his pocket and sighed, breath forming a transparent could that drifted up into the sky.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 10:21 pm
Śikārī did not find it all that cold out, but rather he was quite comfortable in the crisp night air. The male leaned forward against a rail to stop cars from parking in front of the bar, which served to be a good spot to simply lounge in the night’s air. He let his deep blue eyes slip closed as he breathed in deeply, letting the chilly air enter his lungs, and leave in a warmer state, causing a thick fog to slip from his lips as he breathed. He absolutely loved the night, even though it was not quite as pretty in the city. His silvery hair dusted over his closed eye lids, and his muscles relaxed, leaving the male to bath in the moonlight that made his porcelain skin glow.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 10:46 pm
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Sighing quietly to himself, Mira pulled out his phone and cocked his head to the side, contemplating calling his boss. He did say to call after the preformance and report, though when did the black haired boy ever follow the instructions given to him? He nibbled on his lip as he continued to stare down at his phone and rolled his eyes as the phone buzzed. Of course he'd phone. He always did. He ignored the call and pocketed the phone. He'd get crap for it later though. Stretching his arms above his head, he glanced back at the bar and shrugged. Another hour there wouldn't kill him, and he did need the time to relax and have fun. With a slight concluding nod, Mira turned back and walked into the bar, grinning to himself happily.
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