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 Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2018 8:38 pm
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Ｍｉ-Ｙｅｏｎｇ Ｎａｍ " The Mute Siren "
Outfit
≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎All seemed well at first. Thinking that she won in the that tiny battle for revenge of the thighs, it seemed like Vermont had another damn dirty trick up his sleeve. After placing the empty beer bottle down, she was almost too drunk to notice the pair of muscular arms snaking around her waist. Before she could even react, it was too late; He got her! The strong grip his arms had on her made her lose her balance, falling practically square into his lap. " O-Oi..! What the hell, V? " The drunk Siren sternly said before she felt the warm pair of lips against her neck and soon an onslaught of intense biting and sucking. Was he aspiring to be some type of vampire, or pestering leech? Her face lit up to a bright red, and her lips were sucked in slightly. " Damn bold b*****d...! " With both hands, Mi-Yeong squished his cheeks and tried to pry the sucky boy off of her. Her neck was a weak spot, and she didn't want him getting the idea that it would be okay to tease her in such a way, in public at least.
Once she was able to basically rip his face from her neck, the drunken Siren pouted, face still as red as a damn cooked lobster. Flustered, she gave his face a good squeeze before she flicked his nose. " Don't start somethin' you can't finish, V. " Mi-Yeong warned before the Red-Head came back into view from the corner of her eyes. " Oh my~ Sug, I didn't know you get this feisty when drunk too~ " That was the tipping point for little drunk Mi-Yeong. That comment was enough to snap her back to reality, realizing that she was perched up on his lap like it was normal. She quickly scrambled to her feet, while also rummaging her pockets for her wallet to pay for the plethora of drinks they consumed. " I...I...uh... I'm gonna head home now..! " After paying for her share of the drinks, she headed out along with Vermont towards the Doux housing district.
[ Exit ]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎⑴ MOOD: Drunk & Flustered ⑵ COMPANY: Vermont ⑶ HOUSE: 1418 Doux Housing District ⑷ OOC:
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2018 12:27 am
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❁𝒱𝔢𝔯𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔱 ☠ 𝐻𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔢𝔰❁ ◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆ ℭ𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫'𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔠𝔨 𝔐𝔞𝔫𝔞𝔤𝔢𝔯 ◈ ◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆◇ ◆
 ♛While in the process of his bold attacks, the eyes that had been kept shut most of the time opened only to see the reactions offered. The red skin was enough of a sign, his actions affecting her in the desired way the drunken man wished. Surprised, Vermont held onto her even as the woman located herself into his lap, expert in his ways. There was the sensation of strength being applied against his will, despite not at full power as his touch carried a mighty persuasive nature to it, allowing the moment to be exchanged for a considerable amount of time before feminine hands were able to push his face from the proximity of her delicate neck, marked by his actions. In the first time after a long while, a smile had been fully formed on his expression, and the neutral aways carried somewhat of a sentiment in them, a rare thing to see exposed on eyes as usually empty as his, ghostly as they were against any light.
Having his nose flicked, the manager's head merely shook to the side instinctively, eyes closing during the rapid movement. The words entering his mind from the Siren's tone was perhaps the most challenging statement she had ever made, enough to light the same heat of energy from the previous days, especially from the moment they raced and ended on a hard fought tie. Still, victory was his this time, drinking more and resisting more than the marine figure. "I finish all me deals, mate" ,confidently, the deep voice state bluntly, barely paying mind to the bartender as she came around, commenting on Mi-Yeong's pose on top of the male. Letting go of her for that situation, Vermont also rose from his seat and fixed his clothing, running a hand through his hair and cracking neck. Listening to what she was then speaking, the darkened male did the same, reaching into his pockets to pull his wallet. It was not right for him to let her pay his share, so at the very least, it was enough money from him to pay what had been consumed on his side. Yet, having thoughts rushing back and forth, the alcohol still commanding, the muscular but slim entity approached the Siren and wrapped her arm around his, waving goodbye to the redhead at the bar while also leading Mi-Yeong willingly with him. There were still plans for the night, and there was the feeling that she was also up for it, so taking their time would just be wasting opportunity. Despite being the one ahead, the destination would be her home, fortunately located near his neighborhood apparently, but to find it, she would guide the steps taken. A path that would lead to a singular end. In that manner, they would both make way out the club, happy for the experience.♛
{{Exit}}
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2018 11:26 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2018 8:32 pm
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𝕃 ᴇ ᴏxx " 𝔻 ᴜ ᴄ ᴋ ʏ " xx𝕊 ɪ ᴢ ᴏ ᴠxx ☾
x 𝕄 𝕠 𝕟 𝕖 𝕪 : $1000.00xx ℂ 𝕠 𝕞 𝕡 𝕒 𝕟 𝕪 : Nonexx 𝕃 𝕠 𝕔 𝕒 𝕥 𝕚 𝕠 𝕟 : Neon Lights
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" 𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝑜𝓀𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈 , "
Getting out had to be a lot of fun if you knew where to go and had the right people to go with. Would've been great to have people like that around. It's not everyday he gets out, but when he does he never has any clue on where to go. Roaming the streets at night can't be all that bad, can it ? It's nicely lit out here and the stores look interesting to say the least. He enjoys the little down time he gets to go out and explore the town, he is new to it after all. What's the worst he could possibly run into out here, anyway ? It was weird feeling like a stranger in a place he's been living in for awhile, socializing might be the best option for him to try and make some friends. Ducky was never a social butterfly, but there's always room to start. The only question would be where a good starting point ?
Looking around he realized he had a few options at hand, but which one would be the most interesting ? He always was a curious man.. Looking at the ground as he walked he got lost in thought until bright lights captured his attention. Neon Lights.. What a unique name for what seemed like a club. It was calling to him, he wanted to see what type of trouble he could get in. Walking in he first noticed the abundance of space it had, it didn't look nearly that big from the outside. He was really enjoying the atmosphere the club had, the lights were mesmerizing and he noticed everyone looked as if they were having a good time.
It was too early to decide if this was a good idea or not.
" 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 . "
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2018 8:32 am
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𝕃 ᴇ ᴏxx " 𝔻 ᴜ ᴄ ᴋ ʏ " xx𝕊 ɪ ᴢ ᴏ ᴠxx ☾
x 𝕄 𝕠 𝕟 𝕖 𝕪 : $992.00xx ℂ 𝕠 𝕞 𝕡 𝕒 𝕟 𝕪 : Nonexx 𝕃 𝕠 𝕔 𝕒 𝕥 𝕚 𝕠 𝕟 : Neon Lights
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" 𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝑜𝓀𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈 , "
Moving through the crowd was a real struggle, he kept bumping into everyone. He could just back out now and leave, but he really had nowhere else to go. Ducky did manage to navigate through the crowd and over to the bar. His gaze was focused more on the menu than his surroundings, there were so many drinks to choose from.. He had no idea what his alcohol tolerance was, he was never a big on drinking. "Sex with an Alligator.. These names just get weirder and weirder.." He said to himself, ordering the drink to see what it was about. "I mean.. How bad could it be ?" He muttered as he examined the weird colours in the drink. He already paid, there was no backing out now. Ducky was lost in his own world has he tried to convince himself to just down the drink. It looked as if he was having an intense staring contest with it until he finally knocked it back. It definitely had a defined taste. The force of the drink did cause him to cough a bit, but he regained himself in time. The bar seemed like a safer area than the dance floor, maybe it'd be a good idea to stick around for the time being but then again getting out would be a pain in the a** with having to guide himself through the crowd again. Ducky shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose before taking in his surroundings. He was more captivated by the lights than anything and he had to admit the music wasn't terrible unlike other clubs that just played what were considered "bops" at the time. It was refreshing to see something different in a sense, but then again he never really goes to clubs in the first place.
" 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 . "
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2018 9:58 am
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ʁфҡϛΔηΔ ɣфʆҡфɣ
Roskana Volkov
XXXXXXXXXXWalking slowly into the Neon Lights Club, Roksana couldn't help but smile slightly to herself as she listened to thumping and bumping of the music that was playing throughout the club. Though as soon as she headed into the club, the long white haired woman already could tell she needed a drink, or even a few shots in order to take some of the edge off of her latest call from her family back in Russia. As she was walking towards the bar in her white, high heels, the woman could hear the faint cat calls, and wolf whistles towards he as she was moving in and out of people. She paid no mind to them since she knew they were just doing it to get a commotion out of her or to turn around and look at them, but she would give them no satisfaction. Just as she was about to step a up to the bar, Roksana felt her hand be grabbed, so she quickly turned her head around noticing a man had grabbed it. He was already drunk and she could basically smell the alcohol coming from off of him, it was that strong. Clearly the man was basically drunk off his a** and cared no mind that he was beginning to hurt her wrist. "Let go of me. I would not be caught dead dancing with a man who can barely keep himself together as sloppily as yourself, after what a few drinks." Roksana stated before turning back around a yanking her wrist and arm back to her body, not even caring the man had just fallen face flat on the floor. She didn't need to be harassed this day by a drunk. Quickly making her way back to her first destination, Roksana made her way up to the bar and looked at the bartender and order a few vodka shots, just to get something in her system. ╔══════════════╗
Location: Neon Lights
Feeling: Confident then Annoyed
Company: A Drunk Man at first, now No One
OOC:
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2018 4:57 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2018 6:19 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2018 6:01 pm
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Goody-two shoes? Well, he's glad she's not else she may grow tired of her easily. He likes that push and pull sorr of attitude. It makes it more interesting. The silver haired beauty was indeed to his liking. Choosing her would be enough to erase his irritation with Hana sleeping on him on his anticipated day. He's not the type to stay put with one woman but who knows if she plays her cards right maybe he'd stay. Unlike other playboys though he can be rather controlling of his chosen mate. Would rebels want that? Maybe? Maybe not? Regardless of the thought, right now he wishes to relinquish any sadness he may be feeling inside.
Indeed he was trying to capture her and after that wink he was certain he managed to seal the deal. Getting his drink, he decided to stay at the bar only for a bit, leaning his back against the counter while being supported by one of his elbows. His eyes never left his target , watching her every move as she made her way into the dance floor. He wouldn't give her want she wants, not just yet. He took his time, asking for another drink after his shot, pretending to be uninterested. That was until he saw a few men making their way over to her. Brows furrowes as he slammed his drink on the counter not even able to finish it.
Reosaki positioned himself stragically behind her to look less conspicuos glaring at those wolves who attempted to steal what's his. Yes, he can be considered as a wolf. That's why he's making sure he's protecting his teritory.
COMPANY :: Princess?
LOCATION :: Neon light: at the bar
FORM ::Human
OOC ::Coming right up!
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2018 9:58 am
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ʁфҡϛΔηΔ ɣфʆҡфɣ
Roskana Volkov
XXXXXXXXXXAs she continued to make her way through the dance floor, Roksana could feel the eye of the man she had just talked to, though he was trying to play it off that he was not interested at all. She couldn't help but smile to herself as she continued to dance, noticing that she was getting quite a few on lookers, staring at her almost like a piece of meat. It didn't really bother her that much. She was used to the looks she was given at the moment, since most people in Russia would star at her due to her looks. As she continued dancing, not caring much to the men who were now standing still on the dance floor, just watching her dance, Roksana was just about to close her eyes and let her body flow with the music, when she felt hands on her arms. She basically froze and slowly turned around to notice it was one of the men who had gotten the nerve to go up to her. The silver haired woman wasn't sure how to act, sure she wanted to tease the guy she had met at the bar, but getting attention from another man who thought it was right to put his hands on her without permission. Well she just want to slap him in the face. But being the lady she was, Roksana decided to let her powers over ice go over her body and let the man feel nothing but icy skin. After just feeling her skin plummet to a freezing temperature, the man let go of her arms, and that's when Roksana found her opening to punch the man in the gut. She didn't need to be rescued by some knight in shining armor. She could handle herself when need be. ╔══════════════╗
Location: Neon Lights
Feeling: Confident, Relaxed, Now Upset
Company: A Man around 6'0"ft
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