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Post by Merry Grace Lovelace on May 2, 2012 13:46:25 GMT -5
(Pending April's Acceptence) The Emery and April thread goes here.
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Post by emery on May 16, 2012 3:09:53 GMT -5
Emery pushed open the door to LA Fever. She couldn’t believe she was actually in here. She almost felt like she was betraying her own place of employment for some cheap ass human bar, but it really wasn’t like that. After her incident with the guy at Bloodlust, Kai warned her that the next time she killed someone there, she’d be fired for sure. And even though she stole most of her money or just killed someone who had lots of money, the pay was good at Bloodlust. Plus, she was really liking how her relationship with Kai was going. She sexed him up, and he drank her blood. It was a win-win situation. So, if that was the case, then why the hell was she in this bar? Because she didn’t just want to regenerate herself from the outrageously painful fight she had just had with the cousin of the Trinity Brothers. She wanted to kill….badly. Maybe it was just because she wasn’t able to kill the girl, just suck enough energy out of her to allow her to walk the rest of the way to more energy. She really wasn’t sure. But ever since she left that house, all she wanted to do was kill something. Torture it enough to watch it suffer. And what perfect place to find someone than a human take out service?
Emery winced as she limped into the bar. Luckily she was able to get enough juice out of the girl to where she had fixed most of the cuts, gashes, scraps, and broken bones that were scattered all over and through her body. I mean who the hell would want to take her home if she was covered in blood? If anything, they’d want to take her to the hospital. It took her a bit longer than she hoped to get to the bar itself. She used the little upper body strength she had at this point to push herself up onto the stool at the bar counter. She slowly spun in the chair looking out at the many happy faces. Most of the people were already plastered which actually sucked. It was a lot harder to work with a brain that was already jumbled. “Choices, choices, choices,” she said to herself as she scanned the room. She had caught glimpse of a guy standing over at the pool table waiting for his turn to come up. But instead of watching the pool came that was taking place, his eyes were on hers. She smirked. He’d be a good one normally, but Emery wanted a girl tonight. There were two reasons for that. One, she hadn’t done anything with a girl in a fairly long time, and two, after not being able to kill this Lana girl, all she wanted was to be able to kill any girl to make up for it.
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Post by april on May 22, 2012 10:57:16 GMT -5
April pushed a strand of dakr hair out of her face, as she smiled at a customer and gave him his glass of alcohol. "Have fun!" She said, lightly, as she let her eyes wander around the bar. LA Fever was busy and she loved it. She loved working here and knowing that no one ever remembered her face, because they were too drunk to care. And she really needed to stay low, after her encounter with that chick, who she already forgot the name of and had given her a splitting headache for days. But, that didn't keep her from working and smiling nicely.
When she saw a girl, push herself in a stool, she looked up, surprised. "What can I get you?" She asked, purposely keeping her distance, as her gut told her she needed to do so. And damn, this woman right here.. She looked hot. No, she had to focus on her job, so, she looked at the girl and then at another customer, deciding she would tell her order, when she wanted to. Being both attracted to guys and women, was easy, normally, not that it was something she bragged about.
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Post by emery on May 22, 2012 11:57:40 GMT -5
There weren’t a lot of bisexual women or lesbians in LA which made her interest tonight a bit more difficult. She could always just put use her abilities, which she was going to do anyways, but it was always harder when the person wasn’t the slightest bit attracted to you. Even though it was said that most girls were all a bit bisexual, it was still a bit more difficult. And after the night she was already having, she really didn’t feel like having to work more than she really had too. But just as she was about to head over to the guy at the pool table who was still checking her out, she heard a voice from behind her. It was a girl’s voice, and the voice was just a bit raspy which was one thing that Emery really liked.
Emery spun around slowly to prevent the wound on her thigh that hadn’t healed all the way from shooting down her leg. Once all the way around, her focus fell on the bartender standing behind the counter. The bartender’s eyes went from Emery for a few seconds to the customer next to her. Emery smirked. Oh yeah, this girl was interested which was good news for Emery. Her luck hadn’t died just yet. And the feeling was mutual too. The bartender was very cute. Emery really didn’t have a preference when it came to girls normally, but she did like dark hair on a woman. She was hoping that the girl had a nametag, but Emery didn’t see one. Some bars had them, and some bars didn’t. Bloodlust did.
Emery would normally just go right into touching her skin to create the connection, but she was pretty sure she might be able to get away with not using her ability at all with this one. She just had a feeling. “Hmmm, make me whatever you want. I’m up for anything. Let’s put your bartending skills to the test shall we.” She smiled. “If you are as good as you look like you might be, we should have no problem.” She couldn’t help it. She liked to flirt, even though sometimes she probably sounded like some of the guys that came in and bugged her. But at least she did it with class, and that last comment she made could be taken in whatever way the bartender wanted to take it either sexual or the customer simply saying she looked like a bartender that knew what she was doing, which meant that Emery wouldn’t be slammed if the girl decided she wasn’t interested. |
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Post by april on May 22, 2012 13:04:53 GMT -5
It didn't take too long to figure out that this girl was interested as well, which was good, she didn't really mind that she was working, she was allowed to have at least some fun, wasn't she? She liked girls like this one, although she didn't much have a preference. When she saw the girl look for a nametag, that she didn't wear, she laughed. "I'm April." She told her, giving the girl next to her, her drink, before focusing back on the girl at hand and leaning forward a little bit.
A smile appeared on her face, at the challenge it promised to give her. "I already like you." She said, meaning it, as she like the comment about how good she looked. "I like a girl that knows what she wants." She said, flirting back a little. She then mixed the girl a drink and put it in front of her, as she kept her eyes on the girl. If this girl right here, didn't mean it sexual, or flirtatiously anyway, than she was crazy.
OCC: I don't drink alcohol, so I really had no idea what to give Emery xD
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Post by emery on May 27, 2012 13:59:06 GMT -5
Emery smiled when the girl told gave her her name. She liked the name. She’d known a few people named April none of which looked as nice as this girl. It wasn’t long before the girl was leaning forward towards her where she said that she already liked her. Well that was good to know. April had taken it the way Emery was hoping. This was going to be a piece of cake for sure. And she seemed like just the kind of girl that would have enough attitude to make things more interesting.
Emery tilted her head to the side and gave the girl a smirk. “Well, I guess it’s a good think I know what I want then.” She was intrigued at the fact that the girl had leaned forward to flirt with her. It made things all the more exciting. Like it was a secret between just the two of them. When the girl turned away to get Emery’s drink, she almost wished she hadn’t even asked for a drink to begin with. She was liking the constant attention she was getting from the girl. And she hadn’t even started using her ability yet. When the girl turned back to her, she was very surprised at the drink that the girl decided to make her. When April set it in front of her, Emery was still staring at it. She chuckled. It was a pure shot of vodka. “Wow, if you wanted to take advantage of me tonight, you should have just asked.” She looked smirked as she grinned as she picked up the shot glass and glanced at the girl before downing it and setting the glass back on the counter. “You really don’t have to get me drunk for that. I’m Emery by the way. Nice to meet you, April.” |
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Post by april on Jun 1, 2012 13:39:33 GMT -5
It was nice to see Emery smile and she didn't mean that in a negative way at all. Well, partly, she was flirting with her, just because she wanted her, although that still sounded wrong. Kinda. She's had some girls before, but her mind was just a little off, tonight as if all she wanted right now was Emery. "That is a good thing indeed." She said, smiling.
She softly chuckled when she stared at the vodka and she heard what she said. "I thought you were the type for this kind of drink." She said teasingly, as she looked at her and leaned back to her. She liked that attention that was going to go both ways. "But you would say yes if I asked?" She asked teasingly. She looked at her, as she downed the glass and kept looking at her, before she leaned forward and brushed a lock of hair out of her face. "Good to meet you too."
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