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 Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 7:42 pm
 ____________________________________________________________ - Alice 'Madame Mia' Ladd - ____________________________________________________________ "Thank you." How sweet. Yeah maybe. The woman kept a small smile on her lips at the offer though. Well things weren't that- Who were those? Hm... "Ah, well... I suppose a drink would be fine" replied the brunette. She hadn't had anything today... and it was profit. Oh, that kid sure was picky there wasn't he? How old was he anyways?
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Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 11:06 pm
"Ach Gut." Hans said as he presented the way to her. "Frauliens erste." Hans smiled gently. "Vhat vill du hast?" Hans asked as they approached the bar. She really was stunning, and hell he wanted to do more than talk with her. But if thats all they did this evening he'd be okay with that. He could come back here.. tomorrow night.. and the night after that.. and until they kicked him out.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 9:08 am
____________________________________________________________ - Alice 'Madame Mia' Ladd - ____________________________________________________________ "Just a Pink Lady" answered Alice, taking a new seat at the bar. Sure it was a girly drink... very much so, but she figured for something light right now. The woman crossed her legs and placed one arm over the bar counter, keeping what remained of her cigar in the other. Normally this would be intimidating, if only for the eye-patch, though some tended to get used to it, while others, like Hansel, seemed fascinated. Of course that was a reaction she always loved to get, but today it wasn't in her plans... Not now anyways. Her blue eye took another glance at the German, well... she wouldn't admit it, but the man could be classified as a looker.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 9:11 am
Keith was getting annoyed of waiting. Just how long was he supposed to wait for his drink? How long was Connor, suppose to wait for his drink! Just who did they think they were! Back in the city, they would have had people fighting over to be the one serving it to them! Okay, maybe not, but they did knew better and made the drink the moment they saw him. And... wasn't that suppose to be a stripclub? Where were the strippers? "Hey! How come there isn't anyone stripping right now? Isn't that a ******** stripclub? He complaint to whoever would be listening. With his tone of voice, probably everyone sitting there right now. Sure, they weren't that many patron and it was still early, but that was no reason for everyone to be dressed! Naked, people! Naked!
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 9:42 am
____________________________________________________________ - Alice 'Madame Mia' Ladd - ____________________________________________________________ That didn't bode well with Alice. The woman withheld that urge to return the complain, but that wouldn't be very appropriate now would it? So instead she stood from her seat and glanced at Hansel "If you'll excuse me for a moment." Now that she excused herself, she moved over to the two teenagers, more specifically the loud one, and slapped the back of his head. This could be considered assault... if he was a whiner and had a good lawyer. But it was her strip-club and he was too loud. Besides, it was more of a hard tap, than a slap... a very hard tap. "Kid, if you don't want your a** thrown out of here, you'll shut the hell up" stated the owner. Up close however, she wouldn't look as old as the kid saw her just minutes ago. Especially with her figure and that flattering dress, it was only eye-patch that put her off to some. Hell she was only 26! Which might be why she called everyone kid. There were few times she met an older stripper in her old jobs. Or it could've been a teenage complex the owners had. Bah. Now looking at the kid... well she couldn't help it. "What are you doing here anyways? Are you even legal?" She just couldn't help it. He could easily be old enough, but it'd be fun to poke him a bit.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 10:09 am
Hans paid for the owners drink and enjoyed her company before the boy spoke up. "Ist mein understandingt ztat ist dein hast die money.. all dein hast to do ist ask." Hans said gently to the boy. Right isnt that how things went? You asked a woman for a strip, at a strip club? Or was that more a lap dance? Either way you had to shell out money.
He watched the Owner at this point as she took charge of the situation with the boy. He stood up, ready to step in if i fight broke out. She could probably handle herself but he hated seeing women get hurt.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 10:09 am
"Hey! The ********, b***h?" he started to complain when he noticed something. Throw out of here? Asking for his age? Oh damn, that was the owner. Bad move putting the owner on his bad side. This was the only decent place in the whole shithole they were now living in. He gave her a dirty look and mumble something. Was it an apology or just ore insults? it was hard to tell. He then looked back at her with a raise of his eyebrow, more in a cocky way than a confused one. "Am I legal?" He snickered. Of course he wasn't. "Oh course I am. He went for his pocket to take his ID, but instead grabbed his smokes. He took one out and passed it to Connor for him to lit it up. Seventy six left. Next was his ID. He gave it to the woman. "See, Eighteen since the beginning of the season. Now, where are the strippers?" He asked, ignoring the German. Did he even spoke in english? He didn't care. Stupid ******** didn't know how to speak proper, he wouldn't waste his time listening to him.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 12:22 pm
____________________________________________________________ - Alice 'Madame Mia' Ladd - ____________________________________________________________ Hm, so he was. "Perfect, here I was worried I would get a minor in jail for being an a**" replied Alice, taking another glance at the ID before returning it to the boy. He really was one, with the few words he'd spoken. Alice turned for a moment to Hansel's direction. Hm, she wondered what he'd actually try to do. Play hero if something happened? She could take care of herself... If anything, the bouncer was looking this way now, just in case. "Well the strippers, are off-duty right now. Besides, no pay, no show" she added, keeping an eye on the boy.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 12:34 pm
 There! good freak of nature! She knew he place not to bother him more about his age. At least there was someone (well, for her, it'll be something) in here who had some fricking common sense! And what was that blond man trying to do, anyway? And just what was he wearing? Damn, he looked stupid. Must be a total pushover trying to score a one night with a stripper. Such a looser.
"What? All of them off duty? You got what? One stripper? What kind of a club is that... in the city they all dance naked and you just pay for a private show. He laugh a bit. He was laughing at someone, he just didn't knew who exactly. Maybe it was the one-eyed owner. Oh the moron and his suit. Or any stripper who sucked so much that they didn't even want to make a public show. Or perhaps it was that bartender that took forever to make his drink.
"Eh, I bet they aren't any good anyway. Hell, I'm sure I'd be better than them, isn't that right Josh?" He elbowed his friend before laughing some more. This was just pathetic.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 12:47 pm
Hans sat back down he felt a bit foolish but he didnt like the boy. He didnt have to be rude and demeaning to the girl. He had seen too much of that in the Military with his old comrads well.. people he had considered comrads at the time. He sighed lightly and ordered... another drink. He didnt know which number he was on.
"If dein ztinks du bist so gut. Zten gibt up ztere und put on ein show." Hans said with a light smile. "Ach vith ein few more auf ztese ich kould join dein und gibt die Frauliens ein eyeful." Hans laughed lightly. Ah happy drunk buzz starting, as Hans downed that drink. "Ztough ich vould liebe to sehe die Fraulien heir put on ein show." Hans smiled to the one eyed Owner.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 1:05 pm
____________________________________________________________ - Alice 'Madame Mia' Ladd - ____________________________________________________________ The only reason Alice didn't take the boy like Hansel did was, well she was used to this. For so many years, that it was easy to just let it fly. She had to raise a slight eyebrow to his last comment however. Oh this... "I'll agree to that. Stop talking crap and prove it" replied Alice pointing to the stage. Though, she had to shake her head at the last Hansel said. No she wasn't, and he wasn't going to get it. Well unless her workers suddenly decided to go on strike. Maybe then she'd do it.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 1:15 pm
 Bela had been entertained watching the girl, but then this loud mouth had to go and ruin it... What an p***k! She noticed Matthew then look up, and start on his task. "Put in a lemon, just to screw him over!" she whispered, which made him laugh. But he only shook his head and continued on working that complex order, first. Before he forgot it!
Did Alice just get thrown in the mix? This kid was in for some trouble! Wait, what?! Did this little a** just say SHE was INADEQUATE? Oh, hell no! Standing up, then. She strolled over, standing right next to Alice, ready to b***h his ear off. "Wait, what?! Your giving this a** a chance?" she eyed Alice with disbelief, quite unafraid of the woman's heavy gaze. She feared it before, but not anymore.
Carly, on the other hand, was quite distracted. Talking to Nanami, she ignored the whole mess deliberately. "Carly Talbot," she smiled appreciatively, because that blonde vixen never stated her name. "At least not all is bad everytime I go out." she conceded, turning her eyes at Matthew for only a moment. Who was busy fixing the second drink, for the other boy.  
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 1:24 pm
Keith glared at the suit-man. What the hell did he just say? "Dude, shut the ******** up. Learn to speak some proper English before talking or go back to wherever you come from..." Stupid foreigners. Couldn't they stay in their stupid house and sew some shirts or harvest a cotton field, or whatever they were usually doing. He then gave a look at the freak. Was that a dare? He smirked at her before laughing her off. "Shut up, Blondie. Seems like your boss do think I might be better than you." He laugh some more before walking up to the stage while stretching himself. He had no clue if the girl was a stripper or not. Hell, he wasn't even sure if she worked there. Either way, if he was wrong, he had just basically called her a whore, which was fine by him. "You're putting some music or what? A Capella stripping is stupid. Put something fast. Don't have time to wast with slow a** music."
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 2:04 pm
____________________________________________________________ - Alice 'Madame Mia' Ladd - ____________________________________________________________ "Hey! I think you can do this without being an a** to everyone here" snapped the ex-stripper though. "I have little patience, and you're pissing me off." Alice placed a hand to her hip, the other raising her cigar to her mouth to finish it off. Damn it, she really couldn't enjoy it with HIS bitching here. As she left the smoke escape her lips, she glanced at Bela. Really, if she was going to b***h off at every loudmouth, she won't last long. "Don't start" she simply said before walking over to the stage, stopping at it's side where the sound system controls where and looked for something. Well she tried, she just went with the first random song that wasn't slow for the little p***k.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 2:47 pm
Keith went to talk back once again, but changed his mind at the last moment. More because the music had started rather than because he was polite. They wanted a strip show from him? They would get a damn strip show. It's not like he had never done it before in the city anyway. That had always been the easiest way to make some quick cash for drugs. Heck, half the time, he was getting paid in coke.
He quickly started dancing. His movement where short but precises, never wasting one in a useless move. His moves didn't gave the impression of someone stripping for a customer, but rather from someoen who was expecting a customer to feel proud of watching him. He was a king. Nothing else. The only one who came up to him in the world was Conor and he was sitting right over there watching him. It didn't took long that his belt was already removed and thrown to the side. Like the rest of his movement, it wasn't meant meant to seduce anyone. It was made to make them respect him. Fear him. He jumped on the pole and flipped himself upside down, holding in midhair with his legs. His shirt fell of him very easily. Just like his friend, there were absolutely no excess of fat on him. He was more on the skinny side than Conor, but that didn't mean he didn't have any muscles. They were they and they could be seen.
If the club had been using blacklights, some of his scars would also be showing, but for the better of the worst, the club wasn't using them. Most of them were under the bandage on his right arm anyway. Since the cooking festival, he had decided to keep it there. It gave him a certain style, all while hiding most scars. Next thing to go off, were his shoes. Yeah, he had been a little clumsy with them, he had to admit. But then again, they weren't strippers shoes. He kept moving some move at the fast beat of the music. Yeah, that had been the right kind. Couldn't really ask for something better.
His hand going through his hair and rubbing his chest, following the lines of his muscles. He kept doing it for a while, shouldn't give them everything right away. He rube his crotch with one hand as the other unbuttoned it with other before jumping back on the pole and twisting around it as he let his pants fall down. There you go. he was now standing only in his underwear. Sure, it wasn't a thong or a string (not that he would ever allow himself to wear that) but it was still thigh boxer-brief. That made any men look sexy. He kept dancing some more to the beat. letting his hand rub inside his underwear. He was now pondering, naked or not naked?
Oh, what the hell. there was already a small ripe in them anyway... He grabbed his underwear and give a quick pull on them, ripping them off of him. He threw them at Bella. That was his way of mocking her. He dance a bit more, doing some trick on the pole until the music was over.
When everything was done, he simply leaned agaist the pole and crossed his arms, giving a cocky smile at Mia, standing there all casual in his full nakedness. "Thought I wasn't capable, didn't you?"
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