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Post by Tawny Foxx on Jun 18, 2008 2:34:21 GMT 1
Tawny found herself mixing drinks, because she couldn't actually drink here. Bt that was okay, because she brought a new drink, that no on here seemed to have had before.
The Incredible Hulk. Two parts Cognac (Hennessy), Three parts Hipnotiq.
She assumed it was because she was celeb, not because they actually liked it. But she did, and she had found it somewhere else. The drink itself was actually green too. So it was an apropriate name. "Comin' right up honey!" Tawny screamed over the music and noise. She laughed and whipped together another one.
Oh hell yes, it was awesome to be a guest bartender. She hadn't wanted to sing without being able to party. And no one's really...You know, screamed her name over and over to get her on stage yet. ...Yet. She may very well do it yet. It was by the miracle of stardom that she hadn't been put out of the club yet.
The dollar signs tended to blind people's judgement. And although that worked to her advantage at times, sometimes Tawny just wanted to be normal, and ge kicked out. Was that weird?
The young girl danced around behind the bar. Giving random song lyrics. For instance, from Paramore~ "..Screamin' Hallelu-hu-jaaaah!" Giving them life, passion and a different rock pose that entertained the customers.
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Post by Maximillion VonMitternacht on Jun 19, 2008 21:15:39 GMT 1
The club was an optional event in Maximillion's life. There was really seldom anything here of interest to him, but he liked to check out the nightlife and see what was going down. He also liked to monitor the Vampiric activity in the area, and vampires were known for preying at night.
That was the biggest difference between the common Shadar Demon and a Vampire. While both demons, and both known to feed off of blood, Shadar Demons could walk about freely in the day, as well as in the night. They could also function for weeks, possibly even months without sleeping even a wink.
But the biggest problem with Vampires were that there were so few truly intelligent or clever vampires out there, really. Most of them were freshly spawned, and starving for blood. They didn't care who saw them, or how obvious their attacks were to the common public. Just mindless, hungry, savage beasts out there seeking their instant gratification.
But it was no biggie to Maximillion. Each vampire he slayed was worth an overabundance of brownie points with the Watcher's Council, and he couldn't afford to risk losing any brownie points with them. As it was, because of his complicated past, he was one of the top on their "Under Observation" list.
Well... being a 3,000+ Shadar Demon known for plaguing mankind for over two millennia didn't help his case either, but he hoped the things he'd done in the past several centuries had been enough to redeem himself.
Even if so, he was still being kept tabs on.
Tonight found him in the club because of a rumour that a local celebrity was serving as a guest bartender. As he entered the club, he closed his eyes, sifting through the various voices, noises and clang of instruments before he finally honed in on Tawny's voice, singing loudly and shrilly over the din of the Club.
With a chuckle, he made his way through the crowd, and sat down as he happened upon a stool situated right at the bar. He waited until she looked his way, and he gave her a quiet wave, waiting for her to come over and say something.
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Post by Tawny Foxx on Jun 20, 2008 22:44:57 GMT 1
Ah, so the man returns! The one person that seemed to continually be around when she was about. But oddly enough, didn't have the stalker feel to him. She finished pouring another drink and gave a smile, a wink and a nod.
Angling her moved around one of the other bartenders, you know...The one that knew what she was doing back here...Yeah, anyway. Tawny made it over to Max easily enough and leaned forward on the bar, Her flashy silver top a perfect choice for a club scene, atop her black slacks. (If you've seen Eurotrip, you know the look I mean.)
"What can I do for you this time? I warn you now, that I only know how to make one drink. So you'll have to walk me through anything else you might want." She smiled and her voice was playful and happy. She was in her element in crowded, public places. It showed.
"So what's with the special attention anyway? I can't believe I'm your favorite celebrity." No, the crowd that followed her tended to have parental consent. Though she did do clubs and the like too. Just...Not frequently. Because there weren't many that liked having...Underage celebrities in range of alcohol. It's like they didn't trust her or something.
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Post by Maximillion VonMitternacht on Jun 28, 2008 19:26:42 GMT 1
Maximillion shook his head.
"There is no real reason. I just find you pleasant to be around, and you have a certain....sense....to you that I feel comforted by. Isn't it natural for someone to want to be near someone who gives them those kinds of feelings?"
He asked the question with a tilt of his head and a grin. He was wondering if she would pick up on what he was saying, or how she would react to it if entirely different.
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