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Post by Whisper on Oct 22, 2012 10:47:23 GMT -5
Damon Nightingale
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It was a quiet day, the kind of uneventful day that Damon hated. He slowly drove down the main road of Eden Town and rolled his eyes at how quaint it seemed. Having lived in a big city for the last few years he wasn’t used to the small town life and honestly didn’t know why the hell he was hear in the first place. He smiled when he saw how pretty the girls were here and for a moment thought his visit might be worth his while. With a cocky smile he parked his car in front of the town’s bar, got out and slipped into his black leather jacket. He had his favorite black riding boots on with a black jean and a white shirt. His black hair seemed stylishly messy but clean nonetheless. His icy blue eyes were captivating and missed nothing about this little bar. Slamming his cars door he activated the alarm and went inside.
He scouted the place quickly and was satisfied with the amount of girls that were hanging out here and sat down at the bar, ordering a whiskey on the rocks and making eye contact with a blonde sitting with a few of her friends…
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Post by Azuki Navaaha on Oct 22, 2012 10:59:11 GMT -5
Scarlet had been out all day. Riding horses, until she knew that it was time to call it quits for today. Getting to her house, Scarlet changed into some jeans and a nice black shirt. She let her hair out of the pony-tail and left it down as it made waves around her face and body. Finally dressed and ready, Scarlet left in her dodge ram for the little town she lived near. Today she wouldn't be Red, today she would be Scarlet Lee-Ann Rose. Human instead of werewolf hunter.
She pulled up to the bar, got out and shut her door before she made her way towards the door. Opening it and stepping inside, Scarlet went to the bar and sat down a few seats from a man, and ordered herself a glass of red wine with whiskey mixed. When the bartender gave Scarlet her drink, she gave him a smile before taking a sip and looking around slightly. |
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Post by Eri on Oct 22, 2012 11:13:35 GMT -5
Catina needed a drink. Badly.
Customers had been pouring into her small antique store lately, and an influx of hunters had her on her toes. She just couldn't wrap her mind around how she could now be killed at any moment. It wasn't like she had asked to become a werewolf, so why did that give hunters the excuse to put a bullet through her?
Ack, don't think about it. she rubbed at her hazel eyes, ruffling her blond curly hair as she walked up to the heavy doors. She was wearing a pair of jeans with black boots, and a red top. She loved the color red, and how it just seemed to catch people's eyes. Her full lips turned into a pout as she pushed the door open, nose twitching as she took in the scents of alcohol, cigarettes, and sweat.
She paused at the door for a moment, before sitting at the bar. She ordered a strawberry daiquiri to start with, since she wanted something sweet before going for something strong. She glanced to her left, spotting a gorgeous woman with red hair and a handsome man in all black. Her fingers wrapped around the glass in front of her as she sipped the icy beverage.
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 22, 2012 11:44:16 GMT -5
A Breath of Fresh Air
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Martin drove in his car, wanting to visit the bar the whole night, so he finally got to it and then he turned into the parking lot of the local Eden Town bar and parked his car. He got out wearing his favorite black shirt that had the words "No ego here" printed on, with a dark blue leather jacket, which was ironic because he had such an ego the thing had it's own car seat. Martin was also wearing his favorite pair of jeans and some all stars skateboarding sneakers. He lived for skateboarding but he also enjoyed the comfort of those shoes. He checked his hair one last time in his mirror, seeing that all his spikes were still were it should be.
He made his way to the bar door opened it and saw it was packed, he went to the bar and ordered a tequilla shot, knowing he hadn't eaten or anything so he didn't care. He was feeling like a badass, and didn't give a damn. He spotted a girl and a guy with black hair. He can spot a ego a mile away and he knew if he met this guy, they would become this best of friends. He gave a little evil smile and walked over to the girl sitting next to the one the black haired guy did.
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Post by Whisper on Oct 22, 2012 12:15:09 GMT -5
Damon Nightingale
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Damon took a swallow of his whiskey and savored the cold burn that flowed down his throat. He was on the hunt and was going to go home with one of these girls tonight. He made just enough eye contact and then pointedly ignored the blonde and her friends. He smiled at the waitress and finished the rest of his drink when the blond came walking up to him. She winked at him and asked if the seat beside him was taken. //Too desperate.// he thought and merely nodded his head without making eye contact. She seemed taken aback and quickly hurried back to her friends as Damon motioned to the waitress to refill his glass.
The doors of the bar opened but he didn’t look. The waitress placed another glass infront of him and he took to twirling it around, a measure of boredom evident in his body language. Along with this he had a powerful sex appeal as well and his dark mysterious demeanor. Absently he noted a girl with fiery red hair sitting down a few seats away from him and he smiled to himself. He was addicted to the girls who were the hardest to crack, those who didn’t seem too desperate and the fiery girl looked to be a definite target.
Quite unannounced another girl took a seat to the other side as the red head and Damon found himself staring for quite a while. He had to admit he liked her blonde hair but most of all the red shirt she was wearing accentuated her curves perfectly. He was somewhat disappointed when she ordered a chick drink but nonetheless she was a possible target as well. Now to choose. Yet another person entered into the bar, a guy with a printed t-shirt and Damon lifts one eyebrow. Downing the rest of his whiskey he walked over to the red-haired girl and got into the seat next to her,
“Hi there. Need any company?” |
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Post by Azuki Navaaha on Oct 22, 2012 12:35:38 GMT -5
Scarlet had just finished her first drink of wine and whiskey. She ordered another just when a male came over to her and asked if she needed company. Scarlet looked over at him and looked him over. Interesting. He seemed cocky, but it didn't surprise her. "You're already sitting there aren't you?" scarlet took a sip of her drink, before turning her body to him completely. Her black shirt loose but tight enough to show most of her curves.
Scarlet heard the door open twice before she saw a blonde girl and then a male. But her attention was on the male sitting next to her. "What's your name?" she asked, giving him a sly smile and a gleam of her purple eyes. |
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Post by Eri on Oct 22, 2012 12:46:53 GMT -5
Catina couldn't help her eavesdropping. Despite being alone at the bar, she felt almost as if she were sitting with each group there. She could hear the group of girls whispering about the dark haired man for flippantly ignoring another blond, and had to hold back a laugh as they called him queer.
They seemed to change their tune though as he approached the pretty red head not too far away from her. A smile played across her features as she finished her daiquiri. She ordered a mojito instead this time, grinning as the tall glass was pushed in front of her. She could smell the mint, mixed with lime, rum, and sugar; one thing she loved with her new werewolf abilities was her nose.
She plucked the lime that was hanging on the edge of the glass and squeezed it into her glass. She had to keep a straight face as the group of girls were obviously insulted by this black clad man at the bar, and quietly tried to plot revenge upon him. They were obviously wasted, since none of them could follow each other's 'plots'.
She had noticed another man enter the bar not long after she did, his ego was worn almost like a second skin. Were all men in this town full of themselves? Heck, these two could probably have a party and have the fun comparing who was more full of themselves.
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 22, 2012 13:08:48 GMT -5
A Breath of Fresh Air
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Martin knew exactly what was going to happen tonight, with the guy and the girl. The guy sat there chatting with the red head, and the blond that was walking infront of him, wasn't that bad looking, so he followed her and sat down next to her and asked... "A sexy drink, for a sexy lady?" He didn't find the girl attractive at all but he knew that she would be a great catch in bed, and that his satisfaction would be filled for the evening.
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Post by Whisper on Oct 22, 2012 14:28:26 GMT -5
Damon Nightingale
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The red haired female seemed mostly uninterested in him and Damon adopted a cocky smile as he awaited her answer. His demeanor wasn’t cocky at all, only his smile. She replied with a definite cocky tone and Damon accepted her challenge,
“Just because I am here doesn’t mean you deserve my company, darling, and neither does it mean I will stay.”
She took a sip of her drink and turned fully to him. Her shirt clung to her curves with just the right intensity and Damon caught himself wondering how she would look without that little black shirt. Smiling at her he cocked his head a little sideways and she asked his name. His voice was a little seductive when he replied, but not overly so and just enough,
“Damon.”
She smiled a sly smile at him and her eyes gleamed. Now here was a girl who outwardly seemed cocky and stubborn but obviously on the inside she was begging to go home with him. Lifting one eyebrow and turning the corner of his mouth up he asked just as she finished her drink,
“Can I buy you another drink?”
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Post by Azuki Navaaha on Oct 22, 2012 15:08:01 GMT -5
Scarlet smirked at him and a small chuckled escaped her throat. "By all means, stay if you, leave you want." she said, letting her smile stay on her full lips. She took another sip of her drink when he said his name. Damon. Interesting name for one showing a cocky smile. Scarlet leaned forward, towards Damon, her shirt opening just a little. Just a small amount for him to see. "Interesting name, for an interesting man. What brings you here, Damon?" she asked.
Scarlet finished her drink when he asked if he could buy her a drink himself. "Go ahead." she said, putting her glass down and nodding towards the bartender. Her eyes turned back to the man in front of her. She had a feeling, he knew what he was thinking, but did he know what she was thinking? |
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Post by Eri on Oct 22, 2012 15:19:54 GMT -5
Catina turned to the man, hazel eyes seeming to glow golden in the low light of the bar. She gave him a smile, lips curling as she sipped her mojito. It wasn't the worst pick up line shed heard, at least. Her nose told her this man was human, which meant there wasn't too much danger.
She put her drink back down, "I didn't realize drinks were so alluring to men." She teased. Catina knew she wasn't the smoothest talker. She was a tomboy, and wasn't well versed in the game of cat and mouse. Though maybe she was the wolf and he the hare?
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 22, 2012 15:40:33 GMT -5
A Breath of Fresh Air
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Martin looked at the girl his eyes smiling at her as he stared into her hazel eyes, he then laughed when she said that the drinks were alluring to men, he knew she was playing a bit and he touched her arm softly, knowing just were to touch and were not to to get a woman's attention. "There we go, i knew you wanted a drink, it's on me..." He gestured the bartender closer and he gave her the what do you want smile. |
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Post by Eri on Oct 22, 2012 17:00:31 GMT -5
Catina stared for a moment when she felt him touch her arm. He seemed to be straightforward, so at least his intentions were honest. Still, her instincts were strong and she had to refrain herself from snapping at him. Sometimes the wolf in her was surprising.
She gave a nod to the bartender though, asking for another mojito. She would have to pace herself now though. A drunk werewolf was never good, no matter the situation. Still, she had come with intention of drinking so a free one was hard to let slip by.
She carefully gave the man next to her another careful scan, finding that he was rather attractive. He was being polite too, so she returned it. "Thank you. Can I have your name? It's not really good to accept drinks from strangers, after all."
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 22, 2012 17:28:58 GMT -5
A Breath of Fresh Air
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Martin winked at her when she finally got her drink she accepted the drink and he was happy so he smiled at her with the most sweetheart like smile he could and she asked for his name and said it's inapropirate to accept drinks from strangers and he answered. "How about I buy you another drink and we go sit in that booth over there and we'll be strangers no more, my name is Martin by the way, and whom might ask you are gorgeous young maiden." Martin pointed to the booth in the corner and he gave a little bow when he introduced himself and as he asked for her name, he knew how to sweet talk women so he tried everything he could think of that would get her attention. |
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Post by Eri on Oct 22, 2012 17:57:13 GMT -5
She gave him a blank stare, before a smile fell on her face and she laughed. Fair maiden? She enjoyed the ocassional romance novel here and there, but to hear that in person at a bar just seemed silly to her. Almost too corny to stomach. She calmed herself quickly though, seeing as how he seemed to just be trying to get on her good side. The laugh had eased her nerves as well, which was a bonus.
Still, she couldn't help but shake her head at his offer for a second drink. Shed pace herself no matter what. It was for everyone else's safety. "Sorry, just being called a young maiden is a little off the top. You can call me Catina though."
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