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Dec 31, 2011 13:03:55 GMT -5
Post by Redeim on Dec 31, 2011 13:03:55 GMT -5
Ame flashed his fake ID at the door, figuring he'd been gone long enough none of the staff would remember him. He'd been busy with work and school, and now he was looking forward to some drinks, maybe even a couple cigarettes. Enzo was working tonight. He had it all planned out. "Gin 'n' Tonic, please." He asked the bartender. He scanned the bar for any potential people to pick up. As he successfully got his drink, he tried to stop a smile, already feeling successful.
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Dec 31, 2011 13:17:29 GMT -5
Post by Alisha on Dec 31, 2011 13:17:29 GMT -5
Ivy sat at the bar, sipping her drink. The sour expression on her face made no move to go away, she really didn't want to be there, and if she'd had a choice in the matter, she would have gone home an hour ago. She was well on her way to being drunk, but slowed down because she despised not being in control of her body and emotions. She got emotional when drunk, and Ivy never liked letting people see the hurt she held in her heart. Her friends had dragged her here, and she had every intention of ditching them the first chance she got. Ivy bit back another snarky remark when the same man that had been trying to buy her drink all night, placed himself next to her at the bar. "Seriously?" She muttered, shaking her head from side to side. "I'm really not interested, asshole."
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Dec 31, 2011 13:25:52 GMT -5
Post by Redeim on Dec 31, 2011 13:25:52 GMT -5
Ame grinned, sipping his drink as he saw his first target. A girl near him was getting hit on by a guy she clearly wasn't interested in. He took his drink and confidently tapped the guy on the shoulder. "Hey, get lost." He growled, letting his accent slip out from the get-go, finding it still was a beneficial way to win over someone even when he wasn't the other person's type otherwise. The guy seemed to want to start a fight, but Ame just flexed his muscles, showing them off easily with the outfit he had chosen. The guy grumbled and went off and Ame took his spot. He smiled to the girl, "You okay?" He asked her.
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Dec 31, 2011 13:37:08 GMT -5
Post by Alisha on Dec 31, 2011 13:37:08 GMT -5
Ivy rolled her eyes when the next guy stepped up to the plate. She bit back a sigh and eyed him skeptically. Are you serious? I knew I shouldn't have dressed up. First of all, she didn't want to be here, secondly, she really wasn't in the mood. She promised her friend that she would stay for a while, but she was pretty sure that friend of hers had already left with some guy. Either that, or she was getting her freak on in a bathroom stall. Ivy was ready to just take off, maybe go home and actually get some work done. She wasn't really fond of the club scene, and all of the vapid people who lived there in the evenings. Thanks Kara, really. I'm having a fantastic time. "I'm fine, thanks." She offered curtly, looking away from the guy and taking another drink.
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Dec 31, 2011 14:20:49 GMT -5
Post by Redeim on Dec 31, 2011 14:20:49 GMT -5
Ame furrowed his eyebrows, not sure how his accent didn't work. Feigning ignorance from the girl, he turned back to the bar and sipped his drink nonchalantly. He glanced around, trying to figure out a game plan if he couldn't get the girl next to him. "Not into the bar scene?" He asked her, barely giving her a glance.
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Dec 31, 2011 14:45:25 GMT -5
Post by Alisha on Dec 31, 2011 14:45:25 GMT -5
Ivy looked at him when he spoke, setting her drink down on the bar top. Pushing her brown hair behind her ear with a small smirk, she turned in her seat. Ivy faced him, watching him for a moment before shaking her head. "No, not really." She said, her fingers running along the edge of the bar. "Let me guess," She said, "You come here often, right? You chat someone up, take them home, and sleep with them." She watched him, she knew his type. "When I didn't trip over myself to get you to take me home when I heard your accent, you decided to play it cool." Ivy looked away from him, out to the crowd of people dancing, which pretty much looked like a bunch of feral animals mating. Her blue eyes traveled back to him. "Trust me, I know your type. I've been watching how it works on many of these women all night," She said, picking up her drink and running the tip of her finger along the edge. "and, to be honest, I'm way beyond that. Frankly, I think you should be worth more than that as well." Knocking back the drink in her hand, she hopped off the stool and patted him on the shoulder, turning to walk away.
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Dec 31, 2011 14:57:12 GMT -5
Post by Redeim on Dec 31, 2011 14:57:12 GMT -5
Ame felt speechless for only a minute as she pinned him. Exactly. He thought, trying not to show his surprise. Forcing himself to keep his accent (as he'd been losing it recently), he let out a small laugh, "What do you know?" He muttered to her, trying to stay nonchalant as he sipped his drink. Merde (shit), you sound like Enzo.
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Dec 31, 2011 15:10:53 GMT -5
Post by Alisha on Dec 31, 2011 15:10:53 GMT -5
Ivy paused when he spoke, turning her head to look at him, a small smile playing on her lips. She let out a small sigh. Alcohol made her even more open that she was to begin with, gone was the shy Ivy that her parent's knew. In her place was a girl who spoke her mind, not caring about the consequences. "You're right, I really don't know you." She said, her eyes on him still. "Who knows if that French accent is even real, or if this act is really who you are." Ivy had a way of stripping people down, she only did it because she wanted that person to come and take a chance on her, strip her down and find out who she really was. "I guess you just haven't found that person that changes everything, you know?" She said, shaking her head. "But whatever, what do I know?" With that, she walked away, intending to find her friend and tell her that she was leaving. She'd had enough of the alcohol and sweaty bodies.
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Dec 31, 2011 18:55:20 GMT -5
Post by Redeim on Dec 31, 2011 18:55:20 GMT -5
Something about this girl made Ame not want to let her leave. He rubbed his neck, as if it suddenly hurt, then set down the half-empty glass with annoyance, going over to her. However, once he caught up with her, all he could managed to get out was, "For the record, I am from France." He said, his tone almost venomous even though he felt the words themselves were stupid. Maybe it was how she didn't care for him, or maybe it was how much she was sounding like Perrin, talking about "finding the right one" to change him. To make him better.
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Dec 31, 2011 23:34:46 GMT -5
Post by Alisha on Dec 31, 2011 23:34:46 GMT -5
Ivy stopped again, just outside the crowd of people dancing around them. She crossed her arms across her chest and looked up at him. Even in heels, he was taller than her. When he spoke, she could tell she had made him angry, but she thought that would be the end of it. Expose his game and send him off to prey on some other club goer who was interested in what he had to offer, but that wasn't the case. The french stranger had followed her. "I never said you weren't." Ivy said, a smile on her lips. She shrugged, "I was just implying, that in a place like this, and with an act like that," She gestured to him, waving her hand up and down. "It's hard to tell who anyone is, because they're too bust trying to be someone they aren't, to get what they want."
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Dec 31, 2011 23:41:41 GMT -5
Post by Redeim on Dec 31, 2011 23:41:41 GMT -5
Ame looked to the ground, eyebrows furrowed. "I don't know what kind of act you're talking about." He pointed in the general direction of the bar. "I'm not like other guys." He tried, not sure if he was lying or trying to speak cryptically about why he did what he did. This girl was confusing him. A lot.
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Dec 31, 2011 23:55:24 GMT -5
Post by Alisha on Dec 31, 2011 23:55:24 GMT -5
Ivy chuckled silently, looking down at her arms for a moment before eyes focused back on him. "Oh, you aren't?" She asked, "You tell me what makes you so different from all of these men." Her eyes traveled along the bar and all of the people piled around it. She felt sorry for them, most too were scared for some kind of commitment, let alone showing true emotions. "Because, right now, you're looking like a lot of them." She didn't know why she even stopped to talk to him, if she hadn't she could have been one step closer to getting home and out of the club.
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Jan 1, 2012 1:30:30 GMT -5
Post by Redeim on Jan 1, 2012 1:30:30 GMT -5
Ame bit his lip, his eyes also traveling to the people lingering at the bar, picking up people and trying to "get lucky." "I uh..." He began, trying to think of a good excuse. He furrowed his eyebrows. He didn't really "have a good reason" or anything like that. "I wasn't trying to hit on you." He tried, though it seemed like a weak, belated excuse rather than truth.
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Jan 1, 2012 2:31:29 GMT -5
Post by Alisha on Jan 1, 2012 2:31:29 GMT -5
Ivy could tell that the guy was uncomfortable under her scrutiny, and decided that it may just be best that she walk away. "Didn't think so." She said simply, a slight frown on her face. "You should probably take a long hard look at yourself and what you're doing here, then decide if it's really what you want out of life." She shook her head. So that's how it was going to be? "Well, then go find someone you deem worthy of sleeping with, if that's what you want to do." She threw out, her annoyed tone finally making it's way into her words. She kind of felt like she had something to prove, now. A drive to do something she wouldn't normally do.
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Jan 1, 2012 12:50:08 GMT -5
Post by Redeim on Jan 1, 2012 12:50:08 GMT -5
Ame was frozen in his spot. He recalled Enzo telling him something along those lines one time. He furrowed his eyebrows. How was this girl sounding so much like the two people in this world he actually gave a damn about. "I don't know what else to do..." He muttered, not even meaning for it to be out loud as he suddenly felt vulnerable in front of this girl.
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