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 Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 8:26 pm
(meh ill just post for Hans)
Hans was about to retort to Kevins flirt about holding it for him, something that made the German blush instantly. But he stopped himself from saying anything when Kevin told him to stay still. Hans just watched as Kevin pretty much felt him up. It.. was odd. He knew this is how the man saw people, being blind and all touching another would give Kevin a good idea of how the German looked and how he was built. But those fingers, that at least to Hans, looked delicate and his touch was light and gentle. And it was odd enough having someone touch him.. in a bathroom no less but feeling every line? Every muscle that lay beneath his shirt? His toned back and a**? Not to mention the boy would be able to feel the gun Hans had on him in its holster, just inside his coat, and one of two knives he had hidden on his body. One was tucked behind his belt. Hans couldnt help but become a little bit aroused from the touching. Okay all blood had started to head southward.
So when Kevin left to head into the stall, and another man came in. Hans was completely off guard, he hadnt noticed the locked door either. "Ach.. Guten tag. I ah.. guess it vas ein little auf both?" Hans rubbed the back of his neck and laughed nervously. Wasnt this the same boy that had been sitting there reading a book? Now he was magically in the bathroom with them? Why? Hans, after he stopped blushing did have his senses go on alert this.. green haired male seemed... off. And now Hans had the urge to protect the poor innocent blind.. attractive Kevin.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 8:45 pm
"I mean, seriously, it creeped me the. <********>. Out. And before I head down to the police station, I wanted to make sure. I mean, that's kind of stupid to ask you first, but... I have my doubts." She explained, making small hand movements all throughout the time she had spoken. It was not something intentional, she just did. And for the first time since he saw her today, she had shown a genuine feeling of concern. It was mostly for her own safety, but whatever. By then, b***h had found his way to Dante. His cuteness still very much intact. Oh, this pup was an evil genius, heading toward the most promising of victims. Maybe it had a sixth sense for these things? Ah, well, it's not like it helped much when it came to the fact that he peed by one of the booths near the back. Not that any of them would notice the small yellow puddle for a while, unless they got on all fours and actually checked. Eh, the cleaning staff would get it.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 8:59 pm
 
His coat was halfway undone, so he stole a moment of silence to take a peculiar manilla envelope from a rather large pocket on the interior of the article. He took his second hand from his pocket and tapped the envelope against it idly, his eyes trained on the other nonchalantly. “Buut, did we get the right nod, eh?” He slid his foot forward, taking a quiet step closer to the other with that same grin still just as set on his face as ever, but, it seemed, the closer he got, the more unfriendly it appeared. “Since it seems that we don't always ask the right bloke for permission, do we?” Now, he stopped, the enveloped stilling in his hands, and his smile dropping into a small frown a few inches from the other. He was happy he locked the door – it would be a horrible thing if someone interrupted them~ This was all too perfect of a situation for Benedikt!
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 9:00 pm
"Bela i-" Vlad started to say when Dante squealed at the sight of the puppy.
Vlad shook his head and turned back to Bela. "No offense blue eyes. But why the ******** would i write you some creepy ******** up letter? What is it some love letter bullshit? I dont mean to sound redundant with my swearing but ******** that." Vlad said as he took a sip of beer. "I know i probably scared you a bit, with letting you know about my past and what ive done. But Bela, as devious as i look im really not. Everyone seems to think so. If i wanted something from you. Id come to your house, or here.. and ask you face to face. I hate letters.. phone calls, its just not me. s**t actually i dont even know where you live so i couldnt send you a letter if i wanted." Vlad said honestly.
"Whats in this letter thats got you so worked up? Oh and as for Keith, yeah i know. A bit of a shame, but i cant say i entirely sympathize with the pissant. But i dont entirely hate him either." Vlad said before he shook his head. He didnt even comment about her hair or needing a lay. He was too serious at this moment for that."Now back to you. Whats in this letter that made you single me out?" Vlad questioned gently.
"Oh arent you just the cuuuutest!" Dante said as he picked up the pup and set it in his lap. He petted it and asked Pip for some water to give the thing. "Whose puppy is this? Its so adorable!" Dante squealed again.
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(Edited for Hans)
"Vhat.. are you talkingt about?" Hans questioned as he backed up against the stall door that Kevin was in. He didnt like people closing in on him. He had slammed Vlad in the gut for it the first time they had met.. He'd do it to this idiot to. "Ein nod? I.. vhat do you vant from mich?" Hans questioned as he crossed his arms over his chest, his one hand taking ahold of his gun and releasing it from its holster. He didnt draw it out yet, so it wasnt in view..
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 2:57 pm
She held up a finger for Vlad to wait a moment, "It's mine, sweetie. Now, before you ask, it's name is b***h." Bela smiled darkly at the irony of the wolf pup's name, "And if you want it, you can very well keep it. I've had enough of the annoying little thing!" She turned her head sharply, looking away from the pup in Dante's hands. As it tried using it's cuteness against her, and it wasn't working. Screw that. She turned to Vlad then, ignoring whatever Dante would follow to say. "No, really, take it. The moment I find someone who'd be willing to kill it, I will. It is cute and all," The blond allowed herself a glance, "But I hate dogs, or anything derived from them!" She rolled her eyes, having lived with the thing for a day and a half now. Bela only really gave it attention when it would not shut up, or if it started biting her couch's ends and/or her shoes.
"Ok, now that that's out of the way, I can begin." Bela started again, leaning in a little closer to Vlad. This was juicy s**t, he'd definitely want in on it. "It was this really weird letter, kinda like a poem...or something. I didn't pay much attention to my English class when I was younger. Anyway, it just said something about being a victim and that somebody would come for me. It was anonymous. And, well, I thought it was you. Playing some trick on me or something. I mean, no offense, but you're kind of a creeper." She tilted her head with a funny look, and she really did believe she would correct him if he denied that last fact.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 5:40 pm
"I want you to take a gander at the photos in there and tell me what you make of them. Maybe better sense than I can.” That was a lie, in all honesty, there was no way Hansel could make better sense of it! Inside were a few prints of some photographs Benedek had taken a week or so ago during one particular hurricane. Well, Benny hadn't been dumb enough to ditch his baby sister with some older man, of course he followed her around! ..That, and his date was boring, so he tracked Emery to the general store~! Which was precisely what the photos were of. They weren't of the best quality, since the man had been outside in the rain and wind when it happened, but they were clear enough to see an obviously underage girl naked and following Hansel into the backroom~! The others were of a similar nature, but the overall theme of naked teenager with an older set of males stayed fit. “Well? Look at them, div.” He prodded not a moment after he had handed it to the man, his arms crossing and eyes set on the other's expression while he waited.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 6:19 pm
Hans was weary, but he did take a look inside the envelope. As he went through the photos, embaressment and anger came to his face. What the hell?! Why was.. oh right.. Emery. Was he trying to.." Are you tryingt to black mail mich?" Hans said with a narrowed gaze. "Noztingt happenedt. Die girl vas ein confused, naive teen. Ve did noztingt, I actually hadt to explain die birds and die bee's to die Fraulien." Hans said as he glared at the man, was he accusing him of being a *****?! He would never! He hadnt! He would sooner die!
"I vould never touch ein girl ztat young. Now vhat do you vant from mich?" Hans growled lightly, he wasnt about to be intimidated by this kid. Though that was pretty strong evidence.. it would be his word against the pictures. ********> "Shize!" Hans cursed. This wasnt good.
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"No-.. no Bela." Vlad's eyes went wide as she shoved the pup off onto the twins. "No we arent having a dog. I- A creeper?" Vlad questioned in disgust.
"Oh yes we are!" Dante got up and walked over to Vlad. He held the cute pup up to him. "It looks like Raiden's cute little puppy, were keeping it and were renaming it Snowflake." Dante said sternly.
"No.. no-" Vlad protested as he refused to look at Dante and the pup. It showed instantly in Mr. intimidating's eyes. The conflict, oh yes the thing was ******** adorable. With that cute little tongue hanging out and its fluffy white fur and cute puppy belly. And those eyes.. oh it was just.. it made Vlads heart melt. And the usual sauve cocky attitude of Vlad was completely sucked from him. Animals and children had the same effect on him. "No.. come on. No we arent. I dont want a dog.. i they pee.. they bite.. they chew.. i no Dante." Vlad said looking at Dante. He was practically pleading with his twin in drag to not keep the dog.
"But.. but vladdie.. she's soo cuuute." Dante pouted and gave Vlad his own puppy eyes.
"Nooo.. no. Aw- come.. Dante.." Vlad's shoulders sank, he was forced to look at the pup and then at Dante. "No no! Dont give her to me!" Vlad tried to shove the pup away but it was too late. Dante had shoved Snowflake, formerly known as b***h into Vlads lap. The pup instantly started licking his face and hands.
"No come.. god dammit." Vlad put his head in his hand and sighed in defeat. "I hate you Bela.. i hate you so much right now." Vlad said softly. "Why do you have to give him things?!" Vlad practically whinned, he looked back down at the dog and then to Dante. ********.. how could he say no to that?! "Fine.. fine well keep the ******** Dog.. i just take it back." Vlad said as he shoved the pup back into Dante's arms. Dante squealed and ran back to his stool to sit and play with his new pup.
Vlad downed the rest of his beer and ordered a mixed drink from the bartender. His head was still in his hand. Dear God.. what did he just agree to? "I just.. i really hate you. I you found the one of two things i cant say no to." Vlad sighed. He shook his head before taking out a thin cigar and lighting it.
"Where the ******** where we? I cant think now.. all i can picture is that thing pissing on my suit coats, and chewing my nice shoes. But i cant yell at it or kick it out, cause itll look at me with those damned eyes. And how i can i say no to that? How can i yell at that Bela?! Huh?" Vlad pointed before he groaned and downed his mix drink he got from the bartender.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 7:38 pm
 
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Xeiro walked into the bar with his hands in his pockets, he was so ready to do this. He looked at the groups of people all around and was mentally attempting to make the choice between where to sit. Well, he came here to socialize, and that meant talk up the ladies. Wait-- was that Bela? Fuuuuck. He had totally forgotten that she worked here. That was a major backfire on his part, but wait again! She was talking to another male, and he was kind of attractive at that.
This meant war. Xeiro would need to charm his way into getting some random girl's affection to see just how Bela played with jealousy. If she would even notice. Either way, it would be rather exciting to think that he was being so naughty only feet from her.
Xeiro's dark hues grazed across the pool of people, trying to find his next prey. If only he was crazy enough to go for a dude. Then he'd be set, but for now he decided to play the role of the dark and handsome loner in the corner. The guy whose eyes you feel on you, but for some odd reason, you just don't give a damn. Yeah, that was him.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 7:51 pm
   __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ - Eleanor 'Ellie' Vatonage, Rachel Fate, & Alice 'Madame Mia' Ladd - __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Now the blond couldn't help but laugh slightly. All right, wrong question. Better yet, wrong words, though it gave the three the answer anyways. Rachel raised an eyebrow at Romane before nodding. "Course I am!" Carefree she was, but she still loved her guns... and with Romane on the loose it was best to carry one of those anyways. Her tone probably was a bit more cheerful than anyone wanted it to be, but the woman wasn't the heaviest drinker around, so that little buzz was taking effect. Alice however was enjoying her glasses at her own pace. Ellie well... she was almost through half her beer, and was looking a little bit pinker than before. "Alice." "Hm?" "You. Me. Swing." "...You're on... to a point."While these two were working on downing a few drinks, Ellie glanced over at Romane, tilting her head slightly at the woman. They didn't really talk did they... not that they really wanted to. Every thought would probably end up awkward, and neither was a promising prospect of ingenuity. However a little bit more of beer gave the young woman the fake confidence to open her mouth to speak. "Romane-" She however was interrupted by Rachel who threw an arm around Romane's shoulders. "Come on Romane. We had our turns. Now it's yours! Drink up!" With that encouragement Alice moved a beer to Rachel who slipped it over to Romane's hand. Whether she took it or not was the question.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 8:33 pm
~Exit Benedikt~
Romane's attention had temporarily shifted from Vladimir as Alice and Rachel began to.. down drinks at a speedier pace than she would call 'safe'. She frowned at their behavior, most notably because it lead Eleanor to look at only her as a source of companionship. She would have been more content to watch the bar while Rachel had her fun, but with Eleanor watching her like that.. She couldn't really turn her head away, now could she? She looked back at her awkwardly, tensing slightly in the all too quiet situation. It wasn't that Romane was usually a sociable person, but being alone with Eleanor..? Who had her 'niece' in her care..? It was hard not to feel out of place and unusual with her. She wasn't sure what to say and, during that whole time as Rachel was distracted, neither did Eleanor.
Well, until the last moment where the docile woman opened her mouth and started to utter her name – but, before Romane could do the same back to her or, at the very least, hear what she had to say to try and break the ice, the blond's arm went over her shoulders and she turned to look at Rachel instead. “Turn?” She repeated in question, her eyes going over to Eleanor's, but it seemed that the moment was gone. She frowned again and put her whole attention on her partner's once more, “I do not believe it would be beneficial for all of us to be intoxicated. There should be a, ah, designated.. guide, correct?” She was going to say driver, but since none of them drove the one patrol car the station owned and she didn't see any of the other women with vehicles, she had to assume that that would be laughed at. So, guide was the next best thing to say as she took the drink to set it on the table.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 8:45 pm
He waited for the other guy to leave before pulling his pants, flushing the toilet and opening the door. 'Looking' straigh in front of him, having absolutely no idea where Hansel was at the moment, he took a moment before speaking. "Hansel...? What... What was this about?" Oh, why was he asking. It was really obvious what it had been about. "You know, nevermind. I don't know what exactly was on those pictures he showed you, but I gathered the gist of it...I think... you might need a lawyer.... And would luck have it, I'm not a medical surgeon." Like if a blind man could be a surgeon anyway. He put his hand inside his pockets, taking three small rectangular cards. One of it was his buisiness card, the other was his dry cleaning, and the last one was the Inn's card. Hey, he was blind, he couldn't tell which one was which! " One of those is my card. I'm a lawyer. If you swear to me you haven't touched his sister, I'll be happy to do what I can to help you out of it. I won't even charge you, because... well, you were nice to me, and I'm new here. Just.. Just tell everyone I helped you. It'll be free publicity for me." That was a fair trade... If Hansel hadn't touched the guy's sister. He wouldn't defend a ****** for free, that much was certain.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 9:09 pm
 ______________Walking inside the grind house was an oddity for her. She was not a fan of drinking especially with her father as example number one. Why her brother did it was beyond her. She just wanted to take a break from shopping for a little. Mae walked over to the bar area and seated herself on a stool. Her blue eyes looked around the place with curiosity and was even more shocked with herself when she realized the female and male services. She closed her eyes and bowed her head, mentally kicking herself. Her head lifted back up and she turned her back to the place and starred at the bottles of alcohol behind the counter.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 3:42 pm
He was trying to not compulsive glance at Bela, but he couldn't help it. She seemed to be in deep convo about something, maybe it was him. Maybe she was telling that guy how good he was in bed. He was never one to think lightly of himself. But, he was at least managing to keep it cool and stay out of Mae's direct line of sight. He was happy once his drink arrived, however, and began sipping on it right away.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 4:33 pm
Bela didn't look at him, she was feeling confident. Alas, three new people entered, Kade among them. Wow, this was just her lucky day, wasn't it? Vlad, Xeiro and now Kade! Now, if only Keith came through those doors, it would be a miracle. But, she was surprised that Xeiro hadn't come to approach her. That was... odd. She did feel a particular set of dark eyes on her, though. And she had to contain a smirk. But, once that new girl made her way to the bar, and Xeiro followed her like some kind of... Aargh! She'd never admit how that affected her, but god did it make her ire claw its way up. She had no right to do anything, either. They weren't a thing, so she couldn't go and claim her man. Instead, she looked over a Vlad for a moment, just looking. Weighing her options. She knew Xeiro'd try playing his 'I'm so hot I lean on things' move, because that always was such a hot pose for guys. She took a deep breath, and a quick gulp to follow, before grabbing Vlad's suit coat and pulling him in for a kiss. ******** that, she didn't play by the rules!
And also, one thing she had over him, was the fact that she didn't have to coax Vlad into it. They'd slept together, she could just walk in on him at whatever hour of the night, probably! Xeiro, on the other hand, would have to go through the motions of saying hi and getting small talk in. Unless, he'd be a dirty cheater and going straight for the lips? She looked like a hussy, to begin with, the stranger. Or was that just the jealousy talking? As much as she knew Vlad to be a good kisser, she had to try not to gag over the fact that his face had been covered in dog slobber. She's had worse.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 5:04 pm
“Umm, let's seee..” He mumbled as he scanned the bar, “We don't want to sit with your brother.. The bar seems kind of empty except for French guy – who is such a naive puppy it's kinda pathetic,” He rolled his eyes as he motioned to Pip, shifting his attention to the tables next, “Umm, there's the twins who run the General store, but I'm pretty sure you don't want to talk to Vlad, there's all these creepy rumors about them too, and they're with, like, the residential b***h, so that wouldn't be any fun..” He turned his head down to glance to the table nearby that cluster and scanned them, rattling off opinions as he went across each girl, “The cops – blond one is okay, but the redhead is a total killjoy and I think she's crazy, Alice is pretty nice, she's the bar owner, annnd that girl is..”
He lifted a hand to lazily point out the last girl in the foursome, but that slackened appendage stiffened and his pause meant for thought lasted seconds longer than he intended. His throat clenched, forcing him to squeak out a, “Oh.” instead of something more understandable. Ellie. That was Ellie. His eyes, which had widened in shock, narrowed in resentment and he hooked his arm with Mitsuke's in one jerk, practically dragging her off in the direction of the bar. “Shots.” He stated to her once he reached a chair, sitting himself down and letting go of the brunette in the same motion he looked at he bartender. “Six Cherry Blow Pops for both of us.” He ordered irritatedly and crossed his arms to wait for the NPC to do his work. Oh, yes, he really needed a bundle of drinks right then before he did something he would regret. Although, some would probably debate that alcohol wasn't the best thing to prevent that..
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