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Post by Alethia Tellus. on Jun 11, 2009 23:48:34 GMT -5
Her golden hair fell to her left side, for she had her head cocked to the right. Her neck began to bother and hurt her. Lifting her left arm upwards towards her neck, rubbing till the pain seemed to subside. Stopped in the middle of the street across from the Silver Knight she moved forward out of the street and away from traffic. The black heels buttoned to her feet clipped through the streets as she made it to the curb. Jeans held a darker tint then usual in the dark lighting of the stree light. Ale wore a pair of low cut jeans which were tucked into her heels she wore. So she looked like a city girl, she was a city girl. With the lights and traffic. With the drunks and whores. It was her life that she grew use to. Golden hair hung limp against her shoulder and her back. Perfect frame was curved to perfecting in a daring jacket that she got from a second hand thrift store. The best kind of stores out there. Sighing, it wasn't to cold out tonight. The cold never did seem to bother her though. Brown orbs looking around at the different lighting and the people wakling in and out of the Silver Knight.
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The entrance held a musky cloud of nicotin. The smokers that knew their lives were going no one stood there smoking what little soul left they had. Ale slowed her pace, as she looked from one side to another. A table held a group of people that seemed interested or annoyed that she even walked into the place. Looking at them, she lifted an eyebrow and grimaced a harsh look in their direction before givein them her back and going straight to the bar. Noticing a open seat, she swiped it before anyone else could have. It seemed to have been a busy night for the Silver Knight. Back striaghtened as her hands unbuttone her jacket and peeled it off her shoulders then arms. Leaving her shoulder and back bare she placed her jacket over her lap. Moving her hair from her shoulders. The brillant loud sounds eased her. A man came over dressed in a uniform of black. From the looks of it he worked there. Glancing at his name tag, she barely caught his name but easily forgot it. Without hesitating she ordered what she wanted.
"Jack and Coke"
He didn't ask for I.D like the place would when it was slammed packed like it was. The guy gave her a nodd before moving away and taking more orders. All she knew..is she needed something.
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He placed a napkin under her drink like most would have done. Not glancing, she pressed her hand agains the cool sides of the glass. Wrapped her fingers around it and brought it closely to her lips. The sour scent of jack made her taste buds beg, as the coke was just as good. Brining the glass to her lips, she poured the drink into her mouth take a swig. The alcohol stung as it went down her throat. Ale couldn't remember the last time she had a drink. Taking another swig, the demoned beast warmed the pits of her stomach.
"Just what the doctor ordered"
her tones were sarcastic as she talked to herself.Placing the glass down on the bar, she brought her hands down adn rubbed her fingers through her hair. A way to tel that she was stressed. But the drink would help.
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Turning around, since she had the feeling someone had their eyes on her. She took a glance around and saw no one interested or watching her. Shurgging it off..it was nothing. Just her. Alethia looked good tonight for traveling in a car for more than two hours. It was something new. Hre hotel wasn't far from here tonight, she was fine. Touching the glass again, she brought it back to her lips. Taking another swift drink.
"Things better get better from here on out"
she spoke under her breath as she placed her glass on the napkin, and lead her fingers through the water the glass left. [/color][/blockquote] |
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Post by Tiffany Simpsy on Jul 11, 2009 12:33:02 GMT -5
The wind whipped around the place, the night as cold as it should be. The moon's rays barely touched the ground, or lighted the place but that did not matter. The street lights barely seemed to make things easier to see either....great. The streets where bare of driving cars...and patrolling cops so that made it better, well almost made it better. The sound of a engine purring was heard through the silent street and headlights flashed making people see for once. The car was a sleek white Honda FC with dark tainted windows, beautiful and sporty. The car slid into a parking space, the engine dieing with a soft purr. One white door opened and a woman stepped out. Her sleek brown hair flowing around her shoulders in elegant curls. Her wide blue eyes scanning around before she began to walk with grace. Her head was held high, olive-toned skin easily visible. Her lips full and rosy titled in a smile. The woman was wearing a beautiful flowing red dress, that ended at her knee's and flowed out behind her when she walked. She had beautiful high heels on, and a beautiful silver necklace. Tiffany had traded in her camo pants, white tank tops, and tennis shoes for this for one night only.
She walked through the door, ignoring the stares she got from some drunken and waster men, rolling her eyes once and ignoring them completely. She moved with grace and fluid movements to the bar, before sitting down. She watched as the bartender tended to a lady, human, beautiful and stunning as she was. Tiffany was not gay but the lady would attract attention. She scanned the human, noting the nice blond hair and her outfit. She smiled as she turned her head as the bartender asked what she wanted. " Sprite mixed with some vodka please" she said softly glancing once more at the girl then looking away when she noticed the lady had noticed someone watching her but did not know who. She sighed and closed her eyes for a second.
She opened them again when she heard the click of glass on the wood bar. She smiled slowly at the bartender and put her hand around the glass and took a sip, feeling the sprite and vodka warm her blood. She smiled again, nodding to him and putting the glass down, her thirst slightly relieved. She then turned when she felt a tap on her shoulder and a man, drunk as a skunk, standing behind her "Excuse me miss, can i buy you a drink?" he asked. She growled low in her throat and said " Leave Me Be" she muttered and turned away from him, ignoring his presence, hating humans. Where were there fellow werewolf males when you needed them? She was close to her friends, and whenever she went to a bar, she remembered to bring them, till now. She cursed under her breath when she noticed the guy had sat down beside her. She turned her eyes to him and said " Get Away From Me" each word said through her teeth. With a relieved sigh, she noticed the guy leave and go find another chick to impress. Lucky Her.
Tiffany looked down at her glass and brought it to her lips again and took a good swing before putting down the half empty glass. She groaned in relief when the drink warmed her blood again and cleared her hazy mind. Damn, she had to get out more often. She then realized she was hungry. Calling to the bartender, she asked if they where serving anything to eat and sighed when she noted they weren't. She would have to go after she left this place.
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Post by Alethia Tellus. on Jul 13, 2009 16:26:44 GMT -5
Muffled sounds were heard as she lifted her sight from her water drawings to a drunken fool who thought it would be a goos shot to try and go after a girl. Except this girl seemed different. Unlike most, this girl refused to be offered a drink and seemed to be bothered by the drunk man sitting next to her. Amused, ale let her attention slide quickly to the two. Her hand still grasped around the glass drink. Tiltiing her head slightly as she could pick up a few words here and there. Shaking her head, letting her hair fall slightly around her back and shoulders. She noticed the drunk man leave this girl alone. Turning back to her drink, she brought the glass to her lips taking another swig. The rum was strong and welcomed as she put the glass back down onto the bar. Turning slightly to the girl who was just bothered by a damned drunk
"You handled him well. I'm impressed. Most chicks would have approved of him buying them a drink or two."
tones were directed to this girl ale knew nothing about. So if ale thought something she would say it whether you liked it or not. That was one of her many amazing characteristics.
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A small smile was on the side of her smooth lips. Her skin moved underneath the light. Ale looked towards this girl. She was impressive the way she dressed and held herself. A pride that most girls now-a-days threw away because they would simply say yes to anything. Stupid. Slightly moving her head as to get the new thoughts out of her mind,
"Mind if i move a seat near..i don't think i would be willengly to be his next attempt"
a bit sarcasim was brought into her tones, as she pushed her hair back away from her face.
"Sorry.."
she said quickly
"I'm Alethia"
extending her hand. She didn't want to be seen as a creeper or anything. It was sad how she came to a bar alone. Since she didn't know anyone here.
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Waiting she brought her drink to her lips again. Letting the venom of the alcohol become a welcomed sigh into her veisn. Mixing with her blood. [/color][/blockquote] |
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