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 Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 9:22 pm
Nicky was once more in his tailored black suit and tie, having laundered his soiled one due to that lizard-rodent...thing. Having asked around, he finally found out where he can get some booze...and actually it wasn't that bad of a place. He inhaled the aroma of salt water as he made his way to the beach-barn, smiling somewhat as he checked his inside pocket for a cigar he had been saving for a rainy day. And, hell...if being trapped on an island run by a mad-doctor that will eventually turn you into an animal isn't a rainy day...then Nicky didn't know what is.
With a sigh, he settled into one of the barstools and grabbed a bottle of Heineken...deciding that hard liquor could wait until later. "Here's to the human race," he said aloud and toasted no one before drinking.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 9:44 pm
Jacqueline saunterd along the beach in her wedge sandals, glad to be freshly showered and quickly on her way to alcohol. Brewster had left behind to sleep on his memory foam bed, leaving Jacky time to prepare for her reprised role as the sobbing widow.
To her delight Nicky was already having a go at his own relaxation. She quickly wriggled her bikini top around to plump up her small breasts and increased her hip wiggling as she took a seat next to her suited target.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 9:57 pm
Nicky for once wasn't paying all that much attention to his surroundings...although the situation was anything but pleasant, it was nice to not have to worry about the dangers his sort of business usually entailed. With a practiced movement, he nipped the end off of his cigar and placed it on the bar next to his drink. He wasn't going to smoke it yet...but soon enough. It was then that he finally noticed Jacky waltz into the bar. An easy smirk lit up his face. "Well hello there, Jacky," he said casually. He wasn't sure whether she knew the truth or not...better let her breech the subject...if at all. And besides, why ruin a good thing with a bad topic of conversation? he thought as he gave her a casual look over.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 10:21 pm
"Hello to you too." Jacky smiled and crossed her slender legs. "I see you've found a redeeming location on this island." She glanced along the length of the bar. And yet....no bartender. I cannot wait to leave this place. She stood up and leaned her body forward and on top of the bar. Balanced on one leg, the other bent back, she strained her arms and began a rummage for some vodka and cranberry juice. I wonder if I could just smuggle this all back to my room later.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 10:27 pm
Nicky grinned at that as he gave a small toast to her with his bottle of beer and tilted it back for a swig. "Well, now that the company has significantly improved, I'll heartily agree with you," he said as he watched her lean over the bar for her harder liquor. It's been awhile since he's seen another human being...he was just glad it was Jacky and not that Napoleonic lawyer.
He was almost finished his beer by this point...and he couldn't just drink that while she had a mixed drink. Casually, he eyed the bourbon selection as he continued to wonder if she knew about the islanders yet...she seemed calm enough not to have...
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 10:43 pm
Jacky set down her selection of ingredients and began to shake them up. She hated having to go through the whole trouble of making her own drinks, but thanked her years in high school for leaving her adept.
"So, tell me, such a fine dressed man such as yourself, must have an interesting job to accompany." She settled into her previous position next to Nicky and began a fight against the urge to chug the drink in her hand.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 10:50 pm
Nicky gave a smirk before finishing off his beer. At first he wasn't sure what to tell her. He still was under the impression that this place was more of a prison colony for those who have forefeited their rights...but she was with a lawyer...so, who knew? Some of the...inhabitants sure didn't seem like the 'unsavory' type. He mentally shrugged as he delayed his response by gathering up the necessary ingredients for Bourbon on the rocks. "Oh, nothing too interesting," he said casually, trying to make it apparant that he was hiding something. "Just..." he paused for a moment before inspiration caused a grin to appear. Gotta love 'Goodfellas.' "Construction..." he finished, giving her his mysterious smirk.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 10:46 pm
Hmm...construction.... Jacky swirled her drink and returned his smirk. "Would that be hotels or condos?" Jacky didn't really care which it was. This smelled like money either way. Sigh, but he's just too cocky... No marriage potential. She downed the rest of her glass and readied another one. Besides, I won't be here long enough to have any sort of financial relationship anyways. But, I might as well get a good ******** out of it. Jacky slipped out of her thoughts and went back to the man at hand, having forgotten exactly on whose island she was sitting and why.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 2:49 pm
He gave a slight grin as she bought it. Either way, doesn't matter...just one less peice of factual information floating around. "Reconstruction, actually. We've been working in New Orleans full time since Katrina..." he trailed off slightly as he watched her down her glass. He just took a sip of his, savoring the bourbon while giving her that mysterious smirk once again. "May I ask what you do, Jacky?" he asked slowly. Sure, it was a risky question...but nowadays, women were working all the time, right?
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 11:04 pm
She swung one of her sandals around by her toes. "Me? I'm just a single woman, who's out to enjoy life to the fullest." She held up her glass in mock toast before chugging the poor defenseless alcohol. Jacky had never really had the patience for proper lady-like behavior, and she would rather just get down to business.
Jacky set down her glass and traced her finger along its rim. "Speaking of enjoyment.... What sort of plans do you have for this evening?" She cocked her head ever so slightly to the side and smiled suggestively at Nicky.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 8:01 pm
With a casual eye, Ncky watched as she chugged yet another glass. At her toast, he nodded while raising his own glass, and draining it soon after Jacky did. He gave that smile again as she claimed what she did. Single...gotta wonder why. Widow...? Gold Digger? He's met a lot of types over the course of his life...but as of right now, he just didn't care. At the question, he just gave that smirk once more and quirked a brow.
"Nothing I can't cancel."
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 9:59 pm
Score! This won't be such a bad trip after all. After this I just need the oodles of cash and I can be back before my gardener has time to miss me. Jacky gathered up some more drink supplies and bade Nicky to follow her with her index finger and the two of them made their way back towards duplex #40.
Jacky rolled over in her bed and propped her body up with her arm. She squinted at the light from the window which seemed to hit her square in the eyes. "Ugh." Too bright.... Slowly the woman crawled out of bed and began to survey her surroundings. She scratched at her head sending her tousled hair into her face. There was the usual mass of empty bottles and Jacky's clothes strewn haphazardly around onto furniture proving a night well spent in her mind. However, no sign of Nicky.
Brewster realized that his momma was awake and began a frantic scratching at the door. "Alright...I hear you. I'm gonna shower so you go get Eugene and bring up some breakfast, okay?" She opened the door and her dog squished by and began to wiggle romp around the room looking for interesting smells. Yeah...or you could do that...
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