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| Topic Started: Wednesday, 18. June 2014, 22:54 (2,194 Views) | |
| Cid | Friday, 18. July 2014, 18:42 Post #61 |
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Raise the retirement age?
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"Ah, thanks." He responded, placing the cue back on it's rack thing. Whatever they're called. Done doing that, for now. Totally forgot to make a wager, which would have been a second game against Lynx's lovely partner in flirtation. But that might be awkward to suggest now... Oh, but how funny would it be if the waifish girl beat the current champion? Agu's luck could only take him so far... Hehehe... Aww. At the suggestion of darts... Hrm. Nah. "Eh, I wouldn't wanna flail and put a dart through a couch or something. Heh, y'know?" Truth! Emperor Norton owns that bridge in San Francisco, tho'. Gonna need an Imperial Writ from the main man himself to dispense such business. Indeed, quite, indubitably. *chortles* For a few more moments, Agustin would wander around the pool table just... examining it. Checking the angles, knocking on corners and feeling the felt. Getting a real good feel. For future reference... It really was one of his favorite games outside of a computer. Pool, chess, um... Soccer? Some other stuff, surely. Mostly don't match a good night of RPGs, tho'. So, Agustin would be a while before returning to the bar or even wandering somewhere else... |
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| Reggie | Monday, 21. July 2014, 07:43 Post #62 |
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Little Sparrow
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Suddenly her little fantasy of being ravaged by Lynx seemed a little silly. He must have just been... flirting. Or perhaps there was something between him and Yuki? His offer to play darts rather then... well, he was a bartender, that was his job. Still it brought a little frown when he offered the game. Reggie stayed sitting rather demurely on the barstool, enjoying her lager. She kept glancing at Lynx and giving a little smile. Also a few glances towards Yuki and one or two at Agustin. Her pint was the perfect excuse to keep putting something in her mouth so she didn't have to speak. At least, while it still had something in it... |
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| Yukiko Miyazaki | Monday, 21. July 2014, 10:43 Post #63 |
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The urge to hum and fill the resulting awkward silence is..strong...but manageable. Although if the girl isn't interested in women why does she keep glancing at Yuki..or for that matter, the bloody vampire? ..hmmm..she obviously -wants- Lynx..that much is clear..although she may be too shy or chaste to just go out and -ask- him..but what's with the glances at -her? ..there are more of them directed towards Yuki than Agustin, so..she's probably just keeping an eye on the creature, which is wise. Rather than contemplating having it roughly take her in the cellar. ...hopefully, because ew.. ..ofcourse any stray thought towards sex involving vampires brings inappropriate thoughts regarding her adoptive father.. ..inconvenient really.. Yuki shakes her head with an irritated chuffing noise and scrunches up her nose as she pushes her glasses back. No..no vampire sex. (STOP picturing Jason's rippling chest you little pervert!) ..no Yuki-sex...(..she..looks..kinda good in black leather and lace) ..and that thought causes a brief, dreamy smile on the pervert's face as her head tilts slightly to the left.. Hmmm...the pixie would make a cute little sub..if Yuki is reading the girl right which honestly is not a given.. What could be the...gangbang? ...no..no..probably not...there's probably something -else- going on..although..a Yuki/Lynx/Reggie pile would be quite the thing.. Yuki's head tilts a little further to the left as her smile broadens..then she blinks and makes a soft little 'nya!' sound of sudden inspiration...and looks at Reggie with a bright, friendly smile, speaking softly to the girl. "Lynx and i are not in a relationship, you know. If that is what you are worried about, he would, i believe, be quite willing to firmly ravish you in a less public spot, should you wish it." She nods sagely then adds a flurry of cheerful Japanese to Lynx. "Lynx? I can mind the bar if you would like to fuck this cute little girl senseless in one of the offices." She's HELPING! Yay! |
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Yuki is somewhat small, with an athletic build but the muscletone of a wet noodle. She looks to be in her early twenties. Those with an interest in Manga may recognise her as 'MissMatch' a noted illustrator in the business. Italics are inner monologue, White is Japanese | |
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| Lynx | Monday, 21. July 2014, 12:41 Post #64 |
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Lord Torchwood
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Agustin passed on the game of darts, which was good since it meant he could go back to flirting. Reggie had turned down Yuki so it could well mean he was still on the track for a shot at things. She was giving him the demure look and smile after all. He took a sip on his scotch, about to return to his game of flirt when.... He choked on his scotch and coughed, the alcohol going up into his sinuses and coming out his tear ducts as he coughed and wheezed in surprise. Good lord Yuki... He braced his palms on the counter for a moment and took a shaky deep breath as he regained his ability to use oxygen once more. He took a moment to consider that scotch was not a good replacement for air. Air was good, crying scotch was... less good... "Good god Yuki, seriously? That was a bit bold as brass even for YOU. I mean, traumatize the poor girl, she's obviously either shy or REALLY likes her game of demure lady." The Japanese came out a bit raspy because of the coughing, but it was fluent and his green eyes were open wide as he regarded Yuki in surprise. He actually managed to blush faintly on his tanned ears and neck. He looked over at Reggie and coughed again. "I'm sorry... Yuki has a bit of an over share tendency." |
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| Reggie | Monday, 21. July 2014, 23:08 Post #65 |
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Little Sparrow
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Reggie was starting to wonder if Lynx had a firm enough hand for her... not that a good old fashioned romp wouldn't be welcome. Been awhile. But... this situation now had her clenched back up like an ice-water bath. Susan blushed and crushed her eyes shut like she was sucking on a lemon. After she opened them she put her pint back on the bar with a notable clunk! Reggie stared daggers at Yuki... the woman had just apologized and then... whatever... crazy woman! She jotted down a phone number on a cocktail napkin, folded it and left it on the bar. She tapped in with her fingers. "Call me if you like Lynx, we can step out sometime... if you want" She smiled awkwardly then glanced again at Yuki to see if there were any more comments coming her way. "I have to attend to my lady now." She sheepishly slid off her stool and started walking towards the stairs. |
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| Yukiko Miyazaki | Tuesday, 22. July 2014, 09:24 Post #66 |
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Um. ..but..Yuki was helping? ..well..trying to help.. ..which would have probably gone a LOT better if she weren't such a weird little pervert.. ..dammit.. Yuki needs to learn to shut the fuck up, not involve herself in Lynx's flirting business and DEFINATELY needs to stop trying to chat people up.. 'You are NOT a good winggirl, you are infact THE WORST one -EVER- so stop TRYING, you complete and utter IDIOT!' ".I." ..am shutting up, as clearly evidenced by her hands wrapping around her mouth with a genuinely apologetic expression and tucking her head in. With a very serious attempt to just fade into the background. And praying for the earth to swallow her now. |
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Yuki is somewhat small, with an athletic build but the muscletone of a wet noodle. She looks to be in her early twenties. Those with an interest in Manga may recognise her as 'MissMatch' a noted illustrator in the business. Italics are inner monologue, White is Japanese | |
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| Cid | Tuesday, 22. July 2014, 12:50 Post #67 |
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Raise the retirement age?
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After just a couple minutes of innocently going over the pool table, trying to determine how Agustin got so lucky to beat Lynx, the Malkavian wandered away again. Oh, wait. Yeah. The Auspex. That had faded away as the game ended. Was that cheating? Nah... Totes legit. Who's to say the Ghoul didn't use some Disciplinary advantage? No one, that's who. Well, it was about time to go now. Agustin would begin his walk out of the classy establishment, offering a wave to Lynx, Reggie, and even Yuki, in turn. Still smiling. For clarification, Agustin probably left his bloody mug at the bar before the game of pool started. The Narrator forgets... Or something. No other words were needed, save for "Bye!" And unless otherwise slowed down by whatever whatever, he'd exit through the front door. Of course. Out into the cold night and away from the Anarch hotspot... Maybe to come back again later. Maybe. |
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| Lynx | Tuesday, 22. July 2014, 14:55 Post #68 |
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Lord Torchwood
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Lynx stared in bemusement around himself as what had seemed like a happy friendly gathering suddenly became, vacant space. He waved to Agustin as the man departed and he picked up Reggie's napkin, folding it and slipping it into his pocket. Probably good to have that no matter what, considering it would allow him to make arrangements for Ms Sherwood easier. He'd have to ask Jason if getting involved with other ghouls was against the rules. He knew that he wasn't supposed to fraternize with other vampires, but he wasn't sure how Jason would feel about their ghouls. It only occurred to him as she walked away. Lynx picked up the pint tankard and walked it to the sink in the back counter and started washing it out, he didn't want to give the leftover blood film a chance to really congeal. Once the mug was mostly rinsed he'd set it in the tray of dirty dishes and leave it for running through the high powered dish washer later. Even had sorta fallen apart. But, at least nobody had ended up crying, or bleeding, and nothing was on fire. So all things considered, kind of a positive reopening. |
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| Yukiko Miyazaki | Wednesday, 23. July 2014, 09:56 Post #69 |
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Yuki is just going to...go. Give Father his 'Vitae-ccino' and bury herself in paperwork or something and just not...be herself for a while. She does of course murmur a contrite apology to Lynx for being an interfering, silly little pervert as she cleans the coffeemaker before scampering off with Jason's mug. |
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