Post by Alex Vipond on Jun 5, 2013 12:24:21 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: Typical Seattle weather. Cloudy, cold and wet. Alex parked the newly murdered out Benz in the lot and stepped out. Opening the back door, he pulled his guitar case out, and closed and locked the car up. Turning the collar of his coat up, he shifted the case in hand and headed for the door, unmindful of the water falling from the sky. Once he was inside, he took a moment to shake the water off, and used the time spent to look around, before heading for the bar.
Ash J Morrison: Though it was Sunday night, the place was absolutely dead. The only person in there was the bartender - a brunette man slouched comfortably in one of the corner booths near the HD television. It was murmuring something about UFOs, droning over the empty audience. Once the door opened, and wet shoes on hard floors squeaked the arrival of a customer, Ash's head popped out from over the top of the booth. "Hey. Evening. Looks like you got the place to yourself." Sliding out of the booth, he folded the paper he'd been reading, and tucked it under his arm as he headed around the bar. "Menu's just there if you're looking for something to eat."
Alex Vipond: "I'll take a scotch." He leaned the case against the bar face as he settled on a stool, coat shifted to hang free and keep him from sitting on it. "It always this quiet here?"
Ash J Morrison: "Not usually on a weekend, no." Scotch coming right up. It didn't take him long to pour the guy a glass, and set it in front of him before sliding over a bowl of pretzels. Just in case. "But hey, it's a job,right?"
Alex Vipond: "That it is." He nodded. "And in this economy, you gotta take what you can and be damned glad of it." He took up the glass, and nodded, cradling it in hand. "So what do you usually do for entertainment here?"
Ash J Morrison: "When I'm not laughing at the drunks trying to pick up chicks miles out of their league, I'm usually watching the idiot box or doing busywork. I have a feeling that if I mop this floor one more time, the tiles will come up." He tapped a finger to the newspaper, however. "I do have this though. Gotta keep on top of things at home, yeah? Besides, I sort of miss hearing about so-and-so's cow or sheep getting itself stuck in a fence in a very compromising position."
Alex Vipond: He chuckled. "Yeah well, that Bessie is a ho, for certain." Fingertips on the rim of the glass, he turned it about on the bar, slowly, just fidgeting with it. "You can send the heffer to school and try to educate her, but she just eats the teacher."
Ash J Morrison: It made him chuckle, but the way the man was working his fingers caused Ash to draw a brow. "You look like a man with a lot on his mind." He wouldn't push Alex to talk, but he was just putting it out there that he was always around if he felt the need. Besides, isn't that what bartenders are for?
Alex Vipond: "You know how some get a monkey on their back that they can't shake?" He looked at Ash; then shrugged. "Those damned monkeys come in all forms. You get something under your skin you gotta have it, no matter what. Or let it out, as the case may be."
Ash J Morrison: "Ah." So much understanding could be conveyed in such a small word. He folded his arms over his chest and leaned back against the far counter, nodding to Alex. "Babe, booze or blow? Easier to shake the last two than the first, if you ask me. Especially if she's nuts in the head."
Alex Vipond: "My vice is a bit more .... intense." He reached down and patted the guitar case. Even when I'm not playing, it's there, just under the surface, itching to get out." He smirked. "Babes help curb the itch...."
Ash J Morrison: "Tell you what, drink's on the house if you play something. I can only listen to the radio for so long before I go insane. Also, my boss is a really great chick. I dunno if she does live bands, but I can ask her if she's willing to think about live music night, or something. Like we said, a man's gotta make a dollar." Ash scooped up the remote to turn off the TV, and continued. "You didn't sell your soul to the devil at a crossroads or anything, did you?"
Alex Vipond: He laughed and shook his head. "No. I think the devil would have a hard time taking my soul. He may well find himself in the fight of his life." Bold words, but there they were. He looked around, and then nodded to the far corner. "I can set up there." He rose from the stool, plucked up the case and his glass, then headed across the room.
Ash J Morrison: "Next round is on the house if you play Freebird!" He called out from behind the bar, grinning. Ash was the only person in the world who actually made that request in all seriousness. He honestly had no idea why people were so pissed when asked to play it. For the time being, however, he was content to resume his busywork. Utensils had to be rolled in napkins, and then attached with the little sticky strips, so he made himself useful carrying clean silver-ware up from the end of the bar.
Alex Vipond: He chuckled. The last time he'd played the Skynyrd tune was Virginia, 1984. "I think I can manage." He leaned his case against the wall, then grabbed a bar stool, set his glass on it, then pulled another one over to sit on. He stripped his coat and scarf off, laid them aside and then pulled his guitar from its case.
Ash J Morrison: "You new to the area, or just passing through?" Might as well make friendly conversation while he set up. "I'm Ash, by the way. I bartend most nights, so don't hesitate to ask for me if you need anything."
Alex Vipond: "Settling in." He tuned the guitar, making a few adjustments on the keys, before running through a few chords to check the sound. "Appreciate it, man."
Asher Solaris: Asher well he needed pleanty like a cup of coffee that could strip the hair from roo's ass. However that required going out ya know. An that meant he was not leaving Riely at the house. So after waking her up by throwing pillows across the room at her once dressed however he was draggin her little ass into that 30's chop toped ford known as a rat rod. Yeah the trip down there was rather quick, cause why that engine was burning like the pits of hell screaming like fucking banchee as it went down the street. The lot at the Packed house was pretty empty. Though one vehicle was very familiar Ash was here. An what did that mean? That ment he had stopped the car in the middle of the lot. Letting that 454 with it's root style super chug away before one could hear the break stand the scent of burning rubber and soon DOUGHNUTS in the parking lot could be hear. Well Asher was fucking holding that wheel hard to the left just before he hit the street he would take it right to swing that bueatiful 30's back end the other way an in time into a parking spot. With A wild man kind of laughter at the whole danm thing. Smoke easily managed to find it way into the bar never the less waifting through the parting of doors not to mention the fact that half the building was hidden momentarily by that white smoke that still rose fromt he tires as he was getting out having brought with the turn of a key the silence of that motor. "See dear we build them to play with them not just drive them. " A wink given to her as his door was shut, immediatly going to help her out before he got completely whooped. (D)
Ash J Morrison: "Sort of new here myself. Moved up from California after I left New Zealand. Didn't realize how much California sucked. There were more plastic people down there than a Barbie warehouse." The very memory of some of those awful nose and tit jobs made him shudder.
Alex Vipond: "Yeah, and I'm sorry, but a chick whose tits are fake... they just don't move right when you're banging her. Especially if she's in need of a touch up and they get that crinkly shit on the side..." He shuddered. "Give me natural tits, no matter the size. So long as there's a mouthful."
Ash J Morrison: Ok, Ash had to laugh at that one.
Make Me MentaI: She was awaken by.... pillows. Pillows that came at her with a force that she wouldn't have expected on her first night here. She threw every one of them back at him. The tard. With a huff, she sat up, slipped boots back on and touched up her make up to cover up the shiner. Omg... he was trying to kill her already. As he did his little trick in the parking lot,
Ash J Morrison: Oh you could bet he was gonna get his ass whooped. Kiwi Ash heard the first screech of tires, and was leaping over the bar in true Dukes of Hazzard style so he could sprint to the front door. They rattled on their hinges as he threw them open in time to see Ace doing the last three whirls in the parking lot. You dumb fucking Aussie!" He had incurred the wrath of Ash. "I swear to God I will shove a fucking banana up your greaseball tailpipe and make you lick up all that rubber on my parking lot!" As entertaining as it was to see Ash jumping around like Daffy Duck, he actually meant it. Jemma would have his ass for this!
Make Me MentaI: Riley was hanging on for dear life. "So help me God Asher, if I die tonight or any other night because of you, I'm coming back to haunt your ass." She squealed. Thankfully it all ended and they were soon making their way in. She tugged her leather jacket, adjusting it a bit and moved in. She knew she should have just followed in behind him on her bike. [d]
Alex Vipond: As Ash went to take care of the problem in the lot, Alex began to play.
Alex Vipond: She would have been better off. He kept playing and singing though, eyes following the woman as she walked in.
Ash J Morrison: Ace got a hard shove to his chest, which was like having a mosquito run face first into an elephant's ass, but at least it made a point. "Roo-fucker. You get shitty beer tonight," Ash threatened as he trailed them both back to the bar, scowling. "The only reason I haven't started beating your ass yet is because I wanna hear the end of that song," a thumb was jerked toward Alex as he strummed away. "You should thank him."
Make Me MentaI: He was getting hits from all around because Riley was thwaping him as hard as she could on his arm. "Do NOT do that again without warning me first!" She cut her hazels to him rather hard and shook her head. Heart was damn near in her throat now. [d]
Asher Solaris: " I won' kill ya." But my god. Ash going off like this had him laughing so hard that little shove had him taking step back from it. It really was bloody hilarious. The man seriously looked light daffy duck hoping and bouncing and cursing like something out of a bad movie. "Yes dear. " Though his eyes went immediatly to Ash with a lock of that glare. " Don't you for a moment start agreeing with her, you sheep f'ker. An I don't want your shit beer I want your shit coffee." He said with a grin on that set of lips as they steped in finally taking the time to recognize Alex. No we did not remember him from the night before tooooooo drunk for that shit. (D)
Alex Vipond: His lips twitched upward as the girl berated the man, the smile remaining as he sang.
Ash J Morrison: "Yeah!" Another finger pointed to Ace and waggled as Ash returned to his side of the bar. "And she's a chick, so you HAVE to do it!"
Make Me MentaI: "I don't know him, but I like him already." she said as she thumbed toward Ash. [d]
Ash J Morrison: Alex was playing Freebird, so Ash's proverbial feathers wereless ruffled. It was enough to get him to return to wrapping forks and knives. "Menu's just there if you two are hungry. Better not ask me for shit on a shingle, though, or I'll deliver it. I got a nice frosty Fosters in there for ya," he teased in his best Aussie accent. "This here is the wattle, it's the emblem of our land! You can stick it in a bottle, you can hold it in your hand! Amen!" Ace HAD to know Monty Python and the Bruces. If he didn't, Ash was going to take him out back and Old Yeller him for his own damned good.
Make Me MentaI: Hazels turned to the guy that was playing a guitar, freebird at that. Not half bad, she thought. Polite nod and smile given before she was moving along with the others to take a seat. "Hey, if he wants to agree with me and I with him... just means you got yourself some trouble." Yes, she was still a lil self concious about the shiner, but at least the make up was covering it up decently. The split lip on the bottom? Um... no way to really explain that one. When the remark about the shit on shingles came, she cracked up. Now that was funny. [d]
Alex Vipond: Nine minutes of Skynyrd and Alex was reaching for that glass,taking just enough to wet his lips, before he rolled into Tonight.
Ash J Morrison: He got a round of applause and a whistle from the Skynard fan behind the bar. "Nicely done!"
Make Me MentaI: She wasn't sure what song this was, but... she liked it. She cast another smile to the guy with the guitar before she reached for a menu. She glanced to the guy behind the bar then gaze dropped to the menu again. Hmmmm.... what to order.....[d]
Asher Solaris: Asher was girning wide though there was something unsettling about the man playing that guitar he was not going to honestly say much on the matter however. Not his place, perhaps he would have Ash tip him or something. " Err.... " yes that was about all he got out when she said he had trouble when he was in trouble when people started agreeing with her. Still this did not change the fact his shields were high and tight in public. He just kept them that way.
Ash J Morrison: "Special tonight is Five Alarm nachos or fries. Secret New Zealand recipe created by yours truly. If you can eat a whole basket without dying, you get your picture taken with me."
Alex Vipond: The smile was returned as he sang, an appreciative gaze sweeping over her as he finished up the song, the last few notes fading.
Ash J Morrison: More applause. "I'm definitely gonna ask Jemma if she's ok with live music night. Might draw in more of a crowd."
Make Me MentaI: "Um.. no... I don't think I can handle the special tonight. But hey... chili cheese fries sound good. And maybe a beer?" she asked. [d]
Asher Solaris: It was a important thing after all. Still that did not change the fact that the vampire with a guitar would likely pick up on Asher's scent what was it? Orange and cinnamon. Oh how it bled into the room.. There was a small look around maybe he was not qutie done drinking for the week. " I need a bottle of patron in a pitcher." he said with a small smile. " If one bottle don't fill it use two. An a burger. " He said simple enough order right? Yeah might as well finish the binge off strong. (D)
Ash J Morrison: "Any particular kind? Sam Adams goes down best with chili fries, if you ask me." He set aside his busywork and poked his head in through the swinging kitchen doors, calling out the order to Mack, who likely told him to fuck off. "And a bacon burger with extra goblin cum." That added as an afterthought, called in before the door could swing closed. "You want a bendy straw, too?" Ace got grinned at, but Ash was soon busily emptying the bottles into a pitcher. Once it was full, he garnished it with a wedge of lime and a little pink umbrella.
Make Me MentaI: Riley looked to Asher. A look that pretty much asked him. Are you for real? Single dark brow arching. She tore her gaze from him and looked to the tender. "Yeah, Sam Adams if fine." she replied. [d]
Alex Vipond: The vamp in the corner with the guitar didn't much care for what people were, more who they were. How they behaved. He rolled into the next song.
Ash J Morrison: "Ask and ye shall recieve." He fished about in the cooler briefly, coming up with a bottle of winter lager. The cap was twisted off in his palm, and the bottle set on a napkin by her hand.
Ash J Morrison: "After this one, we some Johnny Cash. Gotta have my Folsom Fix."
Make Me MentaI: "Thank you." she said as she flashed a pretty smile to the tender. She shifted in her seat and pulled a wad of money from her pocket. "How much?" Both brows arching curiously. She was gonna pay him for both the beer and the fries now. She could just pay for each drink as it was ordered instead of running a tab like most. She was old fashion maybe? [d]
Alex Vipond: Made one more mindful of what they were spending, by paying as you went.
Ash J Morrison: "Two meals, a beer, and a pitcher of cirrhosis? We'll call it thirty even." Ding. The meals were ready, and Ash wasted no time in scooping them up from the serving window. After each had gotten their order, he picked up the scotch bottle and strolled across the bar to Alex, and refilled his drink. He had, after all, promised him another on the house. "You want something to eat? Gotta keep the creative juices flowing."
Asher Solaris: Ace's good old aces was looking abke at Rilely with that sho shit. Look she really had never seen him drink nor had much of a idea how much he could put away still he was putting money on the counter long before she even got the oppertunity to do so. Why cause he was not going to have her spendin all her money before she got working. "I got ya for a while. I make pleanty " Well it was true Asher was skimming on the top of about just every crooked bastard that came down to the friday night races. So it might not have been legal exactly but he deffinatly had things well under control lease when it came to the green bills. " That means don't even think about it." A look shot her way with acusing finger point. " (D)
Alex Vipond: "No, thanks man, I'm good." He nodded and lifted the glass, taking just enough to wet his lips, before setting it back down. He started in on those Folsum Prison Blues after that.
Ash J Morrison: That was the first song he'd ever learned to play when he'd learned the guitar. Ash was humming quietly along with the tune as he resumed his utensil bundling. They really ought to have live music more often, and he was fully prepared to bat his eyes and flash his dimples to Jemma to make sure that happened. If she puts Ace's hand in warm water, and makes Ace piss the bed, Ash will give her every cent he has.
Make Me MentaI: Did he really want to do this here and now? She stared at him for a long long moment. Fine. He got off for tonight because she was to damn tired to argue or anything else with him tonight. But, he better watch it when he sleeps! [d]
Make Me MentaI: Don't tempt her or put ideas in her head![d]
Ash J Morrison: Too bad he wasn't telepathic. Doooo eeet.
Make Me MentaI: She would damn sure try! [d]
Ash J Morrison: He liked her already!
Make Me MentaI: Beam! [d]
Ash J Morrison: In the meantime, his task finished, Ash was left with nothing to do, and settled a hip onto the far counter once more, folding his arms comfortably.
Alex Vipond: When he finished up with Johnny, he looked toward the bar. "Any requests?" He fiddled with the keys, and then when he was satisfied, he looked toward the bar again.
Asher Solaris: Yes god forbid she tried that cuase she would be sleeping in it with him. Or licking that bed clean with her tounge. Wel maybe not the extreme. Still there was a thought or two that would have come if she did something like that. An soon enough he was drinking that clear fluid fromt he side of the pitcher. " The devil makes three the plank if you know it" he said with a wide grin might as well test the vampires knowlege. He might even be persuaded to tip. However for the moment he was giving a nudge to Riley with a small look an lift of his brow He knew she was skeeming something he had only known the woman how long. " Don't even think about what ever evil thing your thinking." He said this with a wild grin. Cause when food was done she was going dancing and just had no idea yet she was.(D)
Ash J Morrison: He couldn't very well monopolize the talent, so Ash let someone else pick the song for once. He had a feeling Ace would ask for something stupid like Muskrat Love.
Alex Vipond: "Give me a moment...." He pulled his phone, ran through google and found it, and after a quick run through, he started in on it. "First time on this one so be kind."
Ash J Morrison: Oh, and look at the way Ash was staring at Ace, both brows forked. "Were you born in Alabama?"
Make Me MentaI: The nudge from Asher caused her hazels to cut toward him. She gave an innocent expression. "What?" She asked, pretending as if she had no idea what the hell he was talking about. He had onecoming anyway because of how he woke her up with the damn pillows before coming here. [d]
Ash J Morrison: Ash's back pocket began to play Dethklok, but it wasn't immediately answered because it was also set to vibrate. With an entirely convincing pokerface, he took his sweet time to tug it free and glance at the screen. He'd gotten a text. The message it conveyed made him blink, but he shook his head and tucked the phone away once more, heading for the register. It took him a moment of sorting through the loose change until he found what he was looking for. A quick break of a five from his own wallet, change scooped up and folded into a dollar bill as neatly as possible, just to irritate Ace. Once that was done, Ash slid the dollar toward Ace and wordlessly held out his hand, palm up and fingers beckoning.
Alex Vipond: He rolled into some Santana after that, after a brief pause to wet his lips again.
DeusInfernum: ::Word had gotten around town about this bar, even to someone relatively new here such as himself. Arik stood at nearly six feet in height and wore a tan jacket over his broad shoulders with a pair of dark blue jeans for his legs. After entering the bar, he slowly pushed the door closed behind him and moved in to seat himself at a stool. It was a nice enough place and he could see himself getting loose here quite often. After asking the bartender what the specials were for the night, he declined and made his order.:: Nah, no thanks, not so much a fan of those. A Four Horseman though?... (d)
Asher Solaris: There was a grin on those lips. As the confused look may have caught on Ashs face but he was soon settling a ten in the mans hand. Clearly something was up. Hell what did it matter right just what he waas in the middle of doing.
Ash J Morrison: Ash furrowed his brows at the newcomer. "Gimmie a second, man. I gotta figure out how to make one of those." Ash had his tip, and that was enough for an emergency meal if he needed it. He plucked his phone out of his pocket once more and looked up the recipe.
Make Me MentaI: She took to a heavy lean and was watching the others, nursing the beer as she waited for the food. Though, the Santana music was catchy. She was dancin in her seat a little, moving to the rhythm. Though, curious hazels turned back to both Asher and the tender. Suspcious look given. [d]
Ash J Morrison: "You want a Four Horseman Go To Hell, a Hell Follows, a Go Hunting, Four Men in a Boat, or what?"
Asher Solaris: Either way he just could not have done it with out much help. Yeah he figured he had it coming from Riley still he was not going to get into that at the moment. Instead he was smiling just a little bit as she was giving that new look to him like he was doing something he should not being. " Well I just figured I should tip that man is all dear." Hey there was no point in not being nice the the musician right? As that Doller bill folded neatly was a few sivler coins was placed either in the mans case. Or tip jar. "thank you for the song." He said with a light smile. So Asher was trying to be freindly how was he suppose to know the man was allergic to silver like himself? "
DeusInfernum: No problem. ::Arik slid his jacket off and laid it down on the vacant stool beside him, then laid his forearms down on the bar in front of him.:: A "Go To Hell" please. (d)
Asher Solaris: When you get a chance something to dance to might be nice. " Yeah there was that famous Asher kind of grin. 'Now asher was not a tiny man by any means not exactly huge either thought. At a full five foot and nine inchs of height. however he was built like truck with a wide shouldered frame hidden under a familiar leather jacket which housed his white tee. Still he was making his way back to Riley with a small whisper in her. year. (D)
Make Me MentaI: "Uh huh." It was all she said as she continued to let hazels shift back and forth between the pair. The new entry caused her to glance in his direction and watch for a moment before she was back to sipping her beer. [d]
Ash J Morrison: "Fair enough." It was easy enough to make one of those, and didn't take long to get the portions just right. Arik's drink was set before him, and Ash nodded to him before turning away once more to continue his constant vigil over the bar.
Make Me MentaI: Brows arched. Wait... what? Asher dance? Oh... she SO had to see this. [d]
Ash J Morrison: "GANGNAM STYLE!!" Sorry. He couldn't help himself.
Alex Vipond: A nod and a smile was given the man. When he finished that one, he rolled on into one of his favorites. A slower tune, but one that held heart and soul. Something the man could dance with his girl to. He looked over at Ash. "Sorry man, I draw the line at little Japanese chicks."
Ash J Morrison: Knowing Ace, it'd be the knee-slapping dance of the Tennessee Redneck Mudskipper.
Make Me MentaI: That whisper had her giving a wide eyed look. "Like hell I am." she replied. His friend was not about to get out there and dance for a room fool of guys. Did anyone else see this as a BAD idea other than Riley? full*
Alex Vipond: Probably right the first time....
DeusInfernum: Thank you. ::The small glass was lifted and just as soon the contents were poured into his mouth. The glass was set down on the bar top in front of him and he turned his head to get a glance of the others in the establishment this evening. They were a lively bunch and enjoying their time. More importantly, there was something in the air here, something made his skin tingle slightly. One or more of these people might have been more than they appeared to be, but it was none of his business, nor was it anything to concern himself with. The concentration of so many individuals like them is what had drawn him to Seattle in the first place.:: (d)
Ash J Morrison: ... Ash wants to see Ace make an ass of himself. He votes no.
Asher Solaris: "Exactly like hell you are." The responce was nearly instant. An had the tiger of a man grinning rather widly as she was simply plucked like a pedal from her bar stool weather he simply had to carry her and dance with her or not.
Ash J Morrison: "Remember, the eyes are the weak spot for Pepe Le Pew!"
Asher Solaris: Yes folks Aces was definatly going to make a as of himself to a slow song. Now if that man started playing rockabilly or swing hell he could definatly show them all a move or two however. D()
Make Me MentaI: If he expected her to dance, he was going to have to drug her, get her drunk, or drag her off. And well.... it seemed it was the latter of the three. She was plucked from her seat and carried off. 'C'mon Asher...really?" she groaned. "We haven't done this since we were kids..." she whined. [d]
Ash J Morrison: He'll give back that ten if Ace will Gangnam Style. Seriously, it would be worth missing out on a Little Caesar's pizza to see that shit. For now, he slid up onto the far counter and perched, watching the show.
Alex Vipond: As they moved out onto the floor he rolled into the next song.
Asher Solaris: Well he could work with that kind of maybe perhaps with a little special work. Though Asher was looking at her as she whined in his arms. " Yeah an you going to like it even if I got to find something on the box to dance to. " he was grinning Asher was actually a pretty good dancer it was in the natral range of Grace. Every motion the man made could have been hypnotic in a manner it was a grace well above that of natrual human levels. However an qutie well impossible for a human to mimic. Oh he tried to get into that song the man was playing but his eyes would go over to the guitarist for a moment. " I need something with rythem. You got any rockabiliy or swing, got a ten in it for you." He said quite well kind of rocking the woman in his arms a little as he sayed a little uneasy to the music that the man played. Not that it was bad it just was not his well style. " You still remember foot work or am i going to have to do it all." He asked her simply enough. Hell he would even through in a gungnam move from time to time when he had the chance
just to get the kiwi rolling.(D)
Make Me MentaI: Riley hardly looked the part of something or someone soft and delcate. She wore biker boots, jeans, layered tees and a black leather jacket. Aviator sunglasses were hanging from the outside pocket. Head rolled back and she made a face like some lil kid about to throw a sad tantrum. She moved to the slow music from the guitarist, but then Asher had to go and switch things up. Oh God. Hand camer to forehead and temple as if a sudden headache came on. "Okay... okay, fine... but if we're gonna do this... I need to shed this thing." she said and shimmied out of the heavy leather jacket. Glasses were tucked into the inside pocket. It was layed over a nearby chair. Long sleeves were tugged up just below the elbow. The over lapping tee? The tail tugged down to keep from bunching. She sighed, dreading this so very terribly. "I hate you." she murmured. Not really, but at this moment, yes. [d]
Ash J Morrison: Woot! Alex didn't really look the rockabilly type, but Ash would continue to listen. He'd look up every so often from whatever he was doing, just in case Ace fell over and Ash could laugh at him for it.
Alex Vipond: He could dig deep, and for this one he'd have to be on his feet. It was a moral imperative. So after he finished, he rose, moved the bar stool out of his way, because this one required hip action. It was mandatory. He waited the girl to get comfortable, taking another sip of that scotch before starting in.
Asher Solaris: That would do no doubt Elvis was the king or rock after all. An for those that did not know what the lindy hop was they were about to learn at least a few more then basic's An he would que Riley at just about the first solid beat to a very basic version of moves. Welll it you were a guy likeAsher you might as well have known what was coming instead of expeciting her to know it he was going to prompt her a long the was with small hand guestures. Even tossing the poor woman into the occation roll over his back or a slide under the mans leg to the others side.
Ash J Morrison: Maybe rock, but Nathan Explosion was the king of death metal.
Alex Vipond: It would seem he did a pretty good Elvis imitation, with the pelvis action as he played. And metal was one thing Alex didn't do. Frankly he'd never even given it any thought.
Asher Solaris: An in the end would even toss in a little bit a gungnam style just for Ash cuase he knew eh would get a kick out of it. Still as the music came to a end he would give the woman a hug " see not so bad now we need to just teach you a full dance. " He grinned a little bit as he would soon lead her back to the bar and make good on his word of a ten for Alex. D()
Make Me MentaI: She had not done this with him in YEARS and was in fact a lil rusty, so he better take it easy on her. The music started and the mood was set. She moved ith him, remembering one of several dances they had practice back then. Why she had ever agreed to learn them back then, she didn't know. Thankfully, it was over as quickly as it had started and now? Now she could go back to her beer and her fries. Was that a smile? No. It was everyone's imagination! [d]
Alex Vipond: And with that it was break time. He dragged his hand through his hair, and settled his guitar back into its case. Plucking up his glass, it was still as full as it was when he'd crossed the room from the bar, a little fuller, actually, since Ash had topped him off. He'd done no more than wet his lips from time to time with the booze. He settled at the bar, then glanced to the other customers. "First time here?" It was his so he had no idea as to who the regulars were.
Make Me MentaI: After nearly chugging half the beer, she glanced over to the guitarist. "My first time yes, but I think he's been here before." She replied as she thumbed toward Asher. "I just got here today." she added. Small smile followed and then she was digging into her fries. Another beer was going to be needed soon. No doubt. "You?" she then asked in return. [d]
Alex Vipond: "First time to the bar. Not to Seattle. I was here, some time back. The climate.... suits me." He nodded. "Moody... musician...." He shrugged. More days without direct sunlight than any other place in the world that didn't have six months of night. Maybe he should move to Alaska...
DeusInfernum: ::Arik gave a nod as he waved another bartender over for a beer.:: Yes, been living here a few months though, I decided to finally check this place out. (d)
Alex Vipond: "Yeah, I've been checking out the bar scene looking for the places where I can play." He nodded to the man on his other side, hand offered out to each of them in turn. "Alex."
Asher Solaris: She might never admitit but that was a smile over her lips indeed. See Asher could bring out the best in people. Course those that had never seen a lindy hop likely had a rather perplex look over there face as it was pretty basic sing. An then added onto with a few smaller but easily guided steps. So Asher did dance fairly well for being of his size. Still he would finaly come up behind the woman. Just in time to be thumbed. at. An then catching names thrown about the bar from one the vampire an then Arik which seemed human enough perhaps. Finally speaking up to give his name. " Aces just Aces" he said with the kiss of that aussies accentation over every word. (D)
Make Me MentaI: Riley was human, so she of course had no idea who was what unless they decided to share as much. Riley nodded as each man took a turn in sharing things about themselves. When the hand was offered, she accepted it with a smile.
DeusInfernum: Arik. ::He said with a nod and held his hand out to shake the other man's hand when it was offered. A slight jolt of static electricity jumped between them at the moment of contact, Arik's arm winced to give the impression that he was surprised by it.:: Whoa...sorry. (d)
Make Me MentaI: "Nice to meet you Alex. I'm Meghan, but most just call me Riley." she replied. Nod was given to the other guy, not wanting to be rude and reach over Alex. [d]
Alex Vipond: A nod to Aces, a smile to Meghan and when he got the jolt it was reflex to pull back. "No worries, man, I used to have a girlfriend who literally blew phones up. Cordless, cell, didn't matter. Chick had more static electricity build up than anyone I've ever seen in my life." He lifted his hand and looked back at Meghan. "Hand to God. She'd pick up a call, you'd hear a pop and the phone would be dead. I swear once I saw smoke roll out."
DeusInfernum: ::Arik was careful to calm his nerves, it wouldn't do to go around giving little jolts like that to everyone. More hands were shaken, nods given and greetings spoken. He looked back to Alex when he spoke of this woman who might have had 'the touch'.:: You don't say? (d)
Make Me MentaI: She munched away on fries and finished off the first beer before she was asking the other tender for a second. She chuckled with Alex's lil story. [d]
Alex Vipond: "I do say." he nodded and looked back at Arik. “She'd reach for a doorknob, and you could sometimes see the electricity arc between her fingertips and the metal. I replaced all the knobs in her apartment with ceramic, just to keep her from knocking the shit out of herself every time she entered a room."
Asher Solaris: There really was no trying to be rude honestly. The man dressed quite litteraly like a flash from Greaser past was just hard to miss even when he was quite. There was no point in speaking at the moment nothing had rilly caught his. still that had not stopped idle hands from wrapping around Meghan's abdomen and pulling her back some into him. Sure he may be easily painting the wrong picture for those around but what was did they expect? Asher was known to be slightly protective of the woman. It was just in his nature perhaps. That and the fact he had known her for some time. Still he listened to the story some. Closest thing he could really come up with was this one time i lit a motor on fire and had to repalce the carbs. " Hun almost ready to call it a night? " he said to her in such a tone it might have made others think there was something going on between them cause had gotten like 4 text from asher already asking if she was his girl. How was it that every girl asher was with was his girl to Ash he just did not know but still he was being just a touch more sweet then normal (D)
Make Me MentaI: Basket of chili fries was offered to Asher, she was willing to share. Her second beer was placed before her and she was about to dig out her money, but then remembered what he had said earlier. What she had agreed to. Had she any idea that people were already speculating, she'd had laughed. Hard. They were long time friends. Had been friends since they were kids until he moved off. Even then, he had remained in touch with her for whatever reasons. Leaving his family to wonder about him. But she had always kept her promise and never told a soul where he was or if she had ever heard from him. With his question, she nodded. "Sure, just let me finish my beer?" She'd make it disappear fast. Her fries were placed back on the counter and then severl more munched on, finishing them off before it was a few chugs of the long neck. Empty bottle was set aside. "It was nice meeting you both... maybe
I'll be seeing you around again soon." she flashed them both a pretty and friendly smile. Riley slipped free from her stool, gathered up her jacket and slipped arms through the leather coat before it was tugged and adjusted. "Take it easy." Wave given to them before she was moving outside. [d]
Alex Vipond: "You sure you have to go?" He looked back at her, a smile given as he turned on the bar stool to watch her leave.
Asher Solaris: "good night you two have a enjoyable eve. He would not really say much to Alex he would later be warned about certian things. However. Why cause there was a scent on him. Not specificly meaning the man was not a lycanthorpe but then then again either way he would not leave thing to chance. Nor however would he even bother with doing so this evening. Not so much as a friendly word back just a momentary look from those blues holding a rather peculuar more feline touch to the construction of those eyes. It was the hardest thing for the pureblood to hide. Those eyes. Still over time he would give he just a moment to gather her things and then help her into the car once more. even promising not to kill her on the way home. Least tonight. (D)
Make Me MentaI: "Yeah, been a long day. I got to get some sleep." she called back to Alex. "Bye!" smile flashed again and she was out. [d]
Alex Vipond: He smiled and then shrugged. "Swing and a miss...." He shook his head and looked back at Arik. "I must be losing my touch." He chuckled, then started toying with the glass again as he had earlier, fingers deftly giving it a little spin, and he watched as the fluid climbed up the walls of the glass, almost, but not quite slipping over the rim.
Make Me MentaI: If he ever scared her like that again, she was going to hurt him. Alot. In his sleep. Long time friend or not! [d]
DeusInfernum: Always more fish in the sea they say. ::When his beer came, Arik fitted his fingers around the handle of the mug and tilted it towards his lips to take a long sip. It was a much needed vice that he'd gone too long without.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: "With her eyes and ass?" he kind of shook his head. "She's a rare one." He smiled and gave the glass another spin. "She's better off. You know what they say about musicians..."
DeusInfernum: I know you can't expect them to be your sugarmomma.. ::He said this with a chuckle before taking another swig of beer and set the glass down.:: This city's got to have a few million people in it, go a few blocks down, I'm sure you'll find just as rare a gem. ::There was no cynical tone to his voice, he just spoke on what he saw as a genuine truth.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: He nodded. "Yeah. There are some beautiful women in this city." He eyed the glass of scotch, finger dipping into it, before popping into his mouth, the liquid cleaned off. The glass was then given another spin.
DeusInfernum: ..But you've got your eyes dead set on her. ::Arik had his suspicions that Alex might not have been human in the most technical sense, but he wasn't gifted enough to discern just what he truely was, if he indeed was anything more. Still, he would keep silent on it, terrible things had happened in the past to those who revealed themselves to humanity and Arik wasn't one to invite that kind of irritation and danger into others' lives.::(d)
Alex Vipond: "What can I say?" he chuckled. "I'm a sucker for a killer pair of eyes." Without thinking, mind elsewhere, he picked up the glass and took a mouthful of the amber. As soon as realization hit, he turned to the side and spat it out, coughing and choking. "Fuck...." He glanced at Arik. "Wrong pipe...." He coughed again.
DeusInfernum: Who of us could say 'no' to such a pair of eyes too? ::He was in the middle of taking one more swig of beer when Alex spat out his drink. He set his beer back down on the bartop as his head tilted to the side slightly.:: ...Right. I know how that goes.. (d)
Alex Vipond: He grabbed a few napkins and started cleaning up the mess. "Perfect waste of good scotch..." He continued cleaning up and then wadded the napkins and tossed them toward the trash. Then did the victory, arms raised, "Three points, nothing but net," gesture as he said the words.
DeusInfernum: Agreed, could've gone to better use getting some poor kid drunk stupid. ::He said this with a wry grin, thankful that he had not been sitting closer and gotten any of the liquid splashed on himself.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: "Yeah, but hey at least there's not some sloppy drunk kid out there running people over." Cloud, Silver lining.... well, maybe platinum, silver was ... no.
DeusInfernum: True, and we've got enought of those running and driving around these days. ::It was a lamentable fact, but it wouldn't stop him from drinking down the last of his own beer.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: "Sad but true." He nodded. "It's amazing how kids these days make it past puberty." It really was. too. Between their own stupidity and gangs and just general mishaps, it was truly a miracle.
DeusInfernum: They deserve more credit than we give them though.. ::Arik reached for a napkin to wipe away the streaks of water on the bartop that the condensation off his glass had left behind. He turned his head side to side to find the place empty save for the two of them. Arik stared directly at the man for a moment.:: So...You are not human. ::He had a way of saying things painfully directly sometimes.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: "It was the spewage, wasn't it?" He let out a breath and shook his head. "Never should have let it pass my lips, but my mind was elsewhere..." he shrugged. "You?" He wasn't one to pry, he'd ask directly. The glass was given another spin.
DeusInfernum: No, but it wasn't going to help your disguise. ::There was no title for what he was known to Arik, so he figured a small display was in order. His left elbow laid on the bar with his hand pointed up into the air. Some of the hairs on his arm stood on end as small arcs of electricity leapt from his fingertips in random directions, none stretching more than a few inches from their point of origin before the discharging dissapated.:: 'Elemental' is the word for me I guess. (d)
Alex Vipond: "Jesus!" He leaned back. "Talk about flashbacks to Tasha!" He paused, one brow rising. "You think maybe that was her deal?" It would explain a lot, actually.
DeusInfernum: As far as I know, I'm the only one of my kind here, though it wouldn't surprise me if their were others with similar abilities. ::He set his hands back down on the bar, the last of the lingering charge in his hand jumped out at the sheen of water he'd tried to dry from the bar top.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: "You could both come in handy and totally fuck things up...." He nodded. "I like it." he chuckled, then gave the glass another spin, watching the liquid rise up the sides of the glass.
DeusInfernum: Heh, I do my best to shy away from fucking things up these days. ::He was one to try and live as a simple man finding his way in the world, not like he had any other choice either.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: "I hear ya. Not always easy to do...." He nodded, "Hence the spewage...." Hazard of liquid meals and not paying attention. "Alright, I say we find a more lively crowd." he looked around. "Seriously, is there a convention somewhere?"
DeusInfernum: Maybe some people are scared of the dark these days. ::Even for a smaller city, Arik would have expected more life to be found at a bar at this hour.:: It is a Sunday though.. (d)
Alex Vipond: "True, but even earlier it was dead." No pun intended. "I mean I got here relatively early and I think the most we had in here, not including the bartender was four."
DeusInfernum: Slow night indeed. Gotta be the recession I'm guessing? ::He certainly didn't know if there was any significance to this night or the following day that so many people would be going home early.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: "Yeah, it's hurting a lot of people." he nodded. "Times are tough. Good people doing bad things, just to survive. It's a shame. Things have changed so much." He set the glass down with a thunk and rose from the barstool. "I gotta find her." He crossed the bar, gathered up his things, scarf slipped back around his neck, coat slid into, guitar case picked up. He turned back to look at Arik. "I ... gotta go." At least give her his number. He could do that much.
DeusInfernum: ::He watched Alex gather his belongings and figured it might as well be a good time for him to get going too. He reached for his wallet and left enough money for the bill and a tip at the bar before sliding his coat on.:: Well, when you find her, see if she's got any pretty friends. Good luck. (d)
Alex Vipond: "Thanks." He nodded, and headed out the door, collar of his coat turned up against the cold and damp as he headed back to his car.
Ash J Morrison: Though it was Sunday night, the place was absolutely dead. The only person in there was the bartender - a brunette man slouched comfortably in one of the corner booths near the HD television. It was murmuring something about UFOs, droning over the empty audience. Once the door opened, and wet shoes on hard floors squeaked the arrival of a customer, Ash's head popped out from over the top of the booth. "Hey. Evening. Looks like you got the place to yourself." Sliding out of the booth, he folded the paper he'd been reading, and tucked it under his arm as he headed around the bar. "Menu's just there if you're looking for something to eat."
Alex Vipond: "I'll take a scotch." He leaned the case against the bar face as he settled on a stool, coat shifted to hang free and keep him from sitting on it. "It always this quiet here?"
Ash J Morrison: "Not usually on a weekend, no." Scotch coming right up. It didn't take him long to pour the guy a glass, and set it in front of him before sliding over a bowl of pretzels. Just in case. "But hey, it's a job,right?"
Alex Vipond: "That it is." He nodded. "And in this economy, you gotta take what you can and be damned glad of it." He took up the glass, and nodded, cradling it in hand. "So what do you usually do for entertainment here?"
Ash J Morrison: "When I'm not laughing at the drunks trying to pick up chicks miles out of their league, I'm usually watching the idiot box or doing busywork. I have a feeling that if I mop this floor one more time, the tiles will come up." He tapped a finger to the newspaper, however. "I do have this though. Gotta keep on top of things at home, yeah? Besides, I sort of miss hearing about so-and-so's cow or sheep getting itself stuck in a fence in a very compromising position."
Alex Vipond: He chuckled. "Yeah well, that Bessie is a ho, for certain." Fingertips on the rim of the glass, he turned it about on the bar, slowly, just fidgeting with it. "You can send the heffer to school and try to educate her, but she just eats the teacher."
Ash J Morrison: It made him chuckle, but the way the man was working his fingers caused Ash to draw a brow. "You look like a man with a lot on his mind." He wouldn't push Alex to talk, but he was just putting it out there that he was always around if he felt the need. Besides, isn't that what bartenders are for?
Alex Vipond: "You know how some get a monkey on their back that they can't shake?" He looked at Ash; then shrugged. "Those damned monkeys come in all forms. You get something under your skin you gotta have it, no matter what. Or let it out, as the case may be."
Ash J Morrison: "Ah." So much understanding could be conveyed in such a small word. He folded his arms over his chest and leaned back against the far counter, nodding to Alex. "Babe, booze or blow? Easier to shake the last two than the first, if you ask me. Especially if she's nuts in the head."
Alex Vipond: "My vice is a bit more .... intense." He reached down and patted the guitar case. Even when I'm not playing, it's there, just under the surface, itching to get out." He smirked. "Babes help curb the itch...."
Ash J Morrison: "Tell you what, drink's on the house if you play something. I can only listen to the radio for so long before I go insane. Also, my boss is a really great chick. I dunno if she does live bands, but I can ask her if she's willing to think about live music night, or something. Like we said, a man's gotta make a dollar." Ash scooped up the remote to turn off the TV, and continued. "You didn't sell your soul to the devil at a crossroads or anything, did you?"
Alex Vipond: He laughed and shook his head. "No. I think the devil would have a hard time taking my soul. He may well find himself in the fight of his life." Bold words, but there they were. He looked around, and then nodded to the far corner. "I can set up there." He rose from the stool, plucked up the case and his glass, then headed across the room.
Ash J Morrison: "Next round is on the house if you play Freebird!" He called out from behind the bar, grinning. Ash was the only person in the world who actually made that request in all seriousness. He honestly had no idea why people were so pissed when asked to play it. For the time being, however, he was content to resume his busywork. Utensils had to be rolled in napkins, and then attached with the little sticky strips, so he made himself useful carrying clean silver-ware up from the end of the bar.
Alex Vipond: He chuckled. The last time he'd played the Skynyrd tune was Virginia, 1984. "I think I can manage." He leaned his case against the wall, then grabbed a bar stool, set his glass on it, then pulled another one over to sit on. He stripped his coat and scarf off, laid them aside and then pulled his guitar from its case.
Ash J Morrison: "You new to the area, or just passing through?" Might as well make friendly conversation while he set up. "I'm Ash, by the way. I bartend most nights, so don't hesitate to ask for me if you need anything."
Alex Vipond: "Settling in." He tuned the guitar, making a few adjustments on the keys, before running through a few chords to check the sound. "Appreciate it, man."
Asher Solaris: Asher well he needed pleanty like a cup of coffee that could strip the hair from roo's ass. However that required going out ya know. An that meant he was not leaving Riely at the house. So after waking her up by throwing pillows across the room at her once dressed however he was draggin her little ass into that 30's chop toped ford known as a rat rod. Yeah the trip down there was rather quick, cause why that engine was burning like the pits of hell screaming like fucking banchee as it went down the street. The lot at the Packed house was pretty empty. Though one vehicle was very familiar Ash was here. An what did that mean? That ment he had stopped the car in the middle of the lot. Letting that 454 with it's root style super chug away before one could hear the break stand the scent of burning rubber and soon DOUGHNUTS in the parking lot could be hear. Well Asher was fucking holding that wheel hard to the left just before he hit the street he would take it right to swing that bueatiful 30's back end the other way an in time into a parking spot. With A wild man kind of laughter at the whole danm thing. Smoke easily managed to find it way into the bar never the less waifting through the parting of doors not to mention the fact that half the building was hidden momentarily by that white smoke that still rose fromt he tires as he was getting out having brought with the turn of a key the silence of that motor. "See dear we build them to play with them not just drive them. " A wink given to her as his door was shut, immediatly going to help her out before he got completely whooped. (D)
Ash J Morrison: "Sort of new here myself. Moved up from California after I left New Zealand. Didn't realize how much California sucked. There were more plastic people down there than a Barbie warehouse." The very memory of some of those awful nose and tit jobs made him shudder.
Alex Vipond: "Yeah, and I'm sorry, but a chick whose tits are fake... they just don't move right when you're banging her. Especially if she's in need of a touch up and they get that crinkly shit on the side..." He shuddered. "Give me natural tits, no matter the size. So long as there's a mouthful."
Ash J Morrison: Ok, Ash had to laugh at that one.
Make Me MentaI: She was awaken by.... pillows. Pillows that came at her with a force that she wouldn't have expected on her first night here. She threw every one of them back at him. The tard. With a huff, she sat up, slipped boots back on and touched up her make up to cover up the shiner. Omg... he was trying to kill her already. As he did his little trick in the parking lot,
Ash J Morrison: Oh you could bet he was gonna get his ass whooped. Kiwi Ash heard the first screech of tires, and was leaping over the bar in true Dukes of Hazzard style so he could sprint to the front door. They rattled on their hinges as he threw them open in time to see Ace doing the last three whirls in the parking lot. You dumb fucking Aussie!" He had incurred the wrath of Ash. "I swear to God I will shove a fucking banana up your greaseball tailpipe and make you lick up all that rubber on my parking lot!" As entertaining as it was to see Ash jumping around like Daffy Duck, he actually meant it. Jemma would have his ass for this!
Make Me MentaI: Riley was hanging on for dear life. "So help me God Asher, if I die tonight or any other night because of you, I'm coming back to haunt your ass." She squealed. Thankfully it all ended and they were soon making their way in. She tugged her leather jacket, adjusting it a bit and moved in. She knew she should have just followed in behind him on her bike. [d]
Alex Vipond: As Ash went to take care of the problem in the lot, Alex began to play.
Alex Vipond: She would have been better off. He kept playing and singing though, eyes following the woman as she walked in.
Ash J Morrison: Ace got a hard shove to his chest, which was like having a mosquito run face first into an elephant's ass, but at least it made a point. "Roo-fucker. You get shitty beer tonight," Ash threatened as he trailed them both back to the bar, scowling. "The only reason I haven't started beating your ass yet is because I wanna hear the end of that song," a thumb was jerked toward Alex as he strummed away. "You should thank him."
Make Me MentaI: He was getting hits from all around because Riley was thwaping him as hard as she could on his arm. "Do NOT do that again without warning me first!" She cut her hazels to him rather hard and shook her head. Heart was damn near in her throat now. [d]
Asher Solaris: " I won' kill ya." But my god. Ash going off like this had him laughing so hard that little shove had him taking step back from it. It really was bloody hilarious. The man seriously looked light daffy duck hoping and bouncing and cursing like something out of a bad movie. "Yes dear. " Though his eyes went immediatly to Ash with a lock of that glare. " Don't you for a moment start agreeing with her, you sheep f'ker. An I don't want your shit beer I want your shit coffee." He said with a grin on that set of lips as they steped in finally taking the time to recognize Alex. No we did not remember him from the night before tooooooo drunk for that shit. (D)
Alex Vipond: His lips twitched upward as the girl berated the man, the smile remaining as he sang.
Ash J Morrison: "Yeah!" Another finger pointed to Ace and waggled as Ash returned to his side of the bar. "And she's a chick, so you HAVE to do it!"
Make Me MentaI: "I don't know him, but I like him already." she said as she thumbed toward Ash. [d]
Ash J Morrison: Alex was playing Freebird, so Ash's proverbial feathers wereless ruffled. It was enough to get him to return to wrapping forks and knives. "Menu's just there if you two are hungry. Better not ask me for shit on a shingle, though, or I'll deliver it. I got a nice frosty Fosters in there for ya," he teased in his best Aussie accent. "This here is the wattle, it's the emblem of our land! You can stick it in a bottle, you can hold it in your hand! Amen!" Ace HAD to know Monty Python and the Bruces. If he didn't, Ash was going to take him out back and Old Yeller him for his own damned good.
Make Me MentaI: Hazels turned to the guy that was playing a guitar, freebird at that. Not half bad, she thought. Polite nod and smile given before she was moving along with the others to take a seat. "Hey, if he wants to agree with me and I with him... just means you got yourself some trouble." Yes, she was still a lil self concious about the shiner, but at least the make up was covering it up decently. The split lip on the bottom? Um... no way to really explain that one. When the remark about the shit on shingles came, she cracked up. Now that was funny. [d]
Alex Vipond: Nine minutes of Skynyrd and Alex was reaching for that glass,taking just enough to wet his lips, before he rolled into Tonight.
Ash J Morrison: He got a round of applause and a whistle from the Skynard fan behind the bar. "Nicely done!"
Make Me MentaI: She wasn't sure what song this was, but... she liked it. She cast another smile to the guy with the guitar before she reached for a menu. She glanced to the guy behind the bar then gaze dropped to the menu again. Hmmmm.... what to order.....[d]
Asher Solaris: Asher was girning wide though there was something unsettling about the man playing that guitar he was not going to honestly say much on the matter however. Not his place, perhaps he would have Ash tip him or something. " Err.... " yes that was about all he got out when she said he had trouble when he was in trouble when people started agreeing with her. Still this did not change the fact his shields were high and tight in public. He just kept them that way.
Ash J Morrison: "Special tonight is Five Alarm nachos or fries. Secret New Zealand recipe created by yours truly. If you can eat a whole basket without dying, you get your picture taken with me."
Alex Vipond: The smile was returned as he sang, an appreciative gaze sweeping over her as he finished up the song, the last few notes fading.
Ash J Morrison: More applause. "I'm definitely gonna ask Jemma if she's ok with live music night. Might draw in more of a crowd."
Make Me MentaI: "Um.. no... I don't think I can handle the special tonight. But hey... chili cheese fries sound good. And maybe a beer?" she asked. [d]
Asher Solaris: It was a important thing after all. Still that did not change the fact that the vampire with a guitar would likely pick up on Asher's scent what was it? Orange and cinnamon. Oh how it bled into the room.. There was a small look around maybe he was not qutie done drinking for the week. " I need a bottle of patron in a pitcher." he said with a small smile. " If one bottle don't fill it use two. An a burger. " He said simple enough order right? Yeah might as well finish the binge off strong. (D)
Ash J Morrison: "Any particular kind? Sam Adams goes down best with chili fries, if you ask me." He set aside his busywork and poked his head in through the swinging kitchen doors, calling out the order to Mack, who likely told him to fuck off. "And a bacon burger with extra goblin cum." That added as an afterthought, called in before the door could swing closed. "You want a bendy straw, too?" Ace got grinned at, but Ash was soon busily emptying the bottles into a pitcher. Once it was full, he garnished it with a wedge of lime and a little pink umbrella.
Make Me MentaI: Riley looked to Asher. A look that pretty much asked him. Are you for real? Single dark brow arching. She tore her gaze from him and looked to the tender. "Yeah, Sam Adams if fine." she replied. [d]
Alex Vipond: The vamp in the corner with the guitar didn't much care for what people were, more who they were. How they behaved. He rolled into the next song.
Ash J Morrison: "Ask and ye shall recieve." He fished about in the cooler briefly, coming up with a bottle of winter lager. The cap was twisted off in his palm, and the bottle set on a napkin by her hand.
Ash J Morrison: "After this one, we some Johnny Cash. Gotta have my Folsom Fix."
Make Me MentaI: "Thank you." she said as she flashed a pretty smile to the tender. She shifted in her seat and pulled a wad of money from her pocket. "How much?" Both brows arching curiously. She was gonna pay him for both the beer and the fries now. She could just pay for each drink as it was ordered instead of running a tab like most. She was old fashion maybe? [d]
Alex Vipond: Made one more mindful of what they were spending, by paying as you went.
Ash J Morrison: "Two meals, a beer, and a pitcher of cirrhosis? We'll call it thirty even." Ding. The meals were ready, and Ash wasted no time in scooping them up from the serving window. After each had gotten their order, he picked up the scotch bottle and strolled across the bar to Alex, and refilled his drink. He had, after all, promised him another on the house. "You want something to eat? Gotta keep the creative juices flowing."
Asher Solaris: Ace's good old aces was looking abke at Rilely with that sho shit. Look she really had never seen him drink nor had much of a idea how much he could put away still he was putting money on the counter long before she even got the oppertunity to do so. Why cause he was not going to have her spendin all her money before she got working. "I got ya for a while. I make pleanty " Well it was true Asher was skimming on the top of about just every crooked bastard that came down to the friday night races. So it might not have been legal exactly but he deffinatly had things well under control lease when it came to the green bills. " That means don't even think about it." A look shot her way with acusing finger point. " (D)
Alex Vipond: "No, thanks man, I'm good." He nodded and lifted the glass, taking just enough to wet his lips, before setting it back down. He started in on those Folsum Prison Blues after that.
Ash J Morrison: That was the first song he'd ever learned to play when he'd learned the guitar. Ash was humming quietly along with the tune as he resumed his utensil bundling. They really ought to have live music more often, and he was fully prepared to bat his eyes and flash his dimples to Jemma to make sure that happened. If she puts Ace's hand in warm water, and makes Ace piss the bed, Ash will give her every cent he has.
Make Me MentaI: Did he really want to do this here and now? She stared at him for a long long moment. Fine. He got off for tonight because she was to damn tired to argue or anything else with him tonight. But, he better watch it when he sleeps! [d]
Make Me MentaI: Don't tempt her or put ideas in her head![d]
Ash J Morrison: Too bad he wasn't telepathic. Doooo eeet.
Make Me MentaI: She would damn sure try! [d]
Ash J Morrison: He liked her already!
Make Me MentaI: Beam! [d]
Ash J Morrison: In the meantime, his task finished, Ash was left with nothing to do, and settled a hip onto the far counter once more, folding his arms comfortably.
Alex Vipond: When he finished up with Johnny, he looked toward the bar. "Any requests?" He fiddled with the keys, and then when he was satisfied, he looked toward the bar again.
Asher Solaris: Yes god forbid she tried that cuase she would be sleeping in it with him. Or licking that bed clean with her tounge. Wel maybe not the extreme. Still there was a thought or two that would have come if she did something like that. An soon enough he was drinking that clear fluid fromt he side of the pitcher. " The devil makes three the plank if you know it" he said with a wide grin might as well test the vampires knowlege. He might even be persuaded to tip. However for the moment he was giving a nudge to Riley with a small look an lift of his brow He knew she was skeeming something he had only known the woman how long. " Don't even think about what ever evil thing your thinking." He said this with a wild grin. Cause when food was done she was going dancing and just had no idea yet she was.(D)
Ash J Morrison: He couldn't very well monopolize the talent, so Ash let someone else pick the song for once. He had a feeling Ace would ask for something stupid like Muskrat Love.
Alex Vipond: "Give me a moment...." He pulled his phone, ran through google and found it, and after a quick run through, he started in on it. "First time on this one so be kind."
Ash J Morrison: Oh, and look at the way Ash was staring at Ace, both brows forked. "Were you born in Alabama?"
Make Me MentaI: The nudge from Asher caused her hazels to cut toward him. She gave an innocent expression. "What?" She asked, pretending as if she had no idea what the hell he was talking about. He had onecoming anyway because of how he woke her up with the damn pillows before coming here. [d]
Ash J Morrison: Ash's back pocket began to play Dethklok, but it wasn't immediately answered because it was also set to vibrate. With an entirely convincing pokerface, he took his sweet time to tug it free and glance at the screen. He'd gotten a text. The message it conveyed made him blink, but he shook his head and tucked the phone away once more, heading for the register. It took him a moment of sorting through the loose change until he found what he was looking for. A quick break of a five from his own wallet, change scooped up and folded into a dollar bill as neatly as possible, just to irritate Ace. Once that was done, Ash slid the dollar toward Ace and wordlessly held out his hand, palm up and fingers beckoning.
Alex Vipond: He rolled into some Santana after that, after a brief pause to wet his lips again.
DeusInfernum: ::Word had gotten around town about this bar, even to someone relatively new here such as himself. Arik stood at nearly six feet in height and wore a tan jacket over his broad shoulders with a pair of dark blue jeans for his legs. After entering the bar, he slowly pushed the door closed behind him and moved in to seat himself at a stool. It was a nice enough place and he could see himself getting loose here quite often. After asking the bartender what the specials were for the night, he declined and made his order.:: Nah, no thanks, not so much a fan of those. A Four Horseman though?... (d)
Asher Solaris: There was a grin on those lips. As the confused look may have caught on Ashs face but he was soon settling a ten in the mans hand. Clearly something was up. Hell what did it matter right just what he waas in the middle of doing.
Ash J Morrison: Ash furrowed his brows at the newcomer. "Gimmie a second, man. I gotta figure out how to make one of those." Ash had his tip, and that was enough for an emergency meal if he needed it. He plucked his phone out of his pocket once more and looked up the recipe.
Make Me MentaI: She took to a heavy lean and was watching the others, nursing the beer as she waited for the food. Though, the Santana music was catchy. She was dancin in her seat a little, moving to the rhythm. Though, curious hazels turned back to both Asher and the tender. Suspcious look given. [d]
Ash J Morrison: "You want a Four Horseman Go To Hell, a Hell Follows, a Go Hunting, Four Men in a Boat, or what?"
Asher Solaris: Either way he just could not have done it with out much help. Yeah he figured he had it coming from Riley still he was not going to get into that at the moment. Instead he was smiling just a little bit as she was giving that new look to him like he was doing something he should not being. " Well I just figured I should tip that man is all dear." Hey there was no point in not being nice the the musician right? As that Doller bill folded neatly was a few sivler coins was placed either in the mans case. Or tip jar. "thank you for the song." He said with a light smile. So Asher was trying to be freindly how was he suppose to know the man was allergic to silver like himself? "
DeusInfernum: No problem. ::Arik slid his jacket off and laid it down on the vacant stool beside him, then laid his forearms down on the bar in front of him.:: A "Go To Hell" please. (d)
Asher Solaris: When you get a chance something to dance to might be nice. " Yeah there was that famous Asher kind of grin. 'Now asher was not a tiny man by any means not exactly huge either thought. At a full five foot and nine inchs of height. however he was built like truck with a wide shouldered frame hidden under a familiar leather jacket which housed his white tee. Still he was making his way back to Riley with a small whisper in her. year. (D)
Make Me MentaI: "Uh huh." It was all she said as she continued to let hazels shift back and forth between the pair. The new entry caused her to glance in his direction and watch for a moment before she was back to sipping her beer. [d]
Ash J Morrison: "Fair enough." It was easy enough to make one of those, and didn't take long to get the portions just right. Arik's drink was set before him, and Ash nodded to him before turning away once more to continue his constant vigil over the bar.
Make Me MentaI: Brows arched. Wait... what? Asher dance? Oh... she SO had to see this. [d]
Ash J Morrison: "GANGNAM STYLE!!" Sorry. He couldn't help himself.
Alex Vipond: A nod and a smile was given the man. When he finished that one, he rolled on into one of his favorites. A slower tune, but one that held heart and soul. Something the man could dance with his girl to. He looked over at Ash. "Sorry man, I draw the line at little Japanese chicks."
Ash J Morrison: Knowing Ace, it'd be the knee-slapping dance of the Tennessee Redneck Mudskipper.
Make Me MentaI: That whisper had her giving a wide eyed look. "Like hell I am." she replied. His friend was not about to get out there and dance for a room fool of guys. Did anyone else see this as a BAD idea other than Riley? full*
Alex Vipond: Probably right the first time....
DeusInfernum: Thank you. ::The small glass was lifted and just as soon the contents were poured into his mouth. The glass was set down on the bar top in front of him and he turned his head to get a glance of the others in the establishment this evening. They were a lively bunch and enjoying their time. More importantly, there was something in the air here, something made his skin tingle slightly. One or more of these people might have been more than they appeared to be, but it was none of his business, nor was it anything to concern himself with. The concentration of so many individuals like them is what had drawn him to Seattle in the first place.:: (d)
Ash J Morrison: ... Ash wants to see Ace make an ass of himself. He votes no.
Asher Solaris: "Exactly like hell you are." The responce was nearly instant. An had the tiger of a man grinning rather widly as she was simply plucked like a pedal from her bar stool weather he simply had to carry her and dance with her or not.
Ash J Morrison: "Remember, the eyes are the weak spot for Pepe Le Pew!"
Asher Solaris: Yes folks Aces was definatly going to make a as of himself to a slow song. Now if that man started playing rockabilly or swing hell he could definatly show them all a move or two however. D()
Make Me MentaI: If he expected her to dance, he was going to have to drug her, get her drunk, or drag her off. And well.... it seemed it was the latter of the three. She was plucked from her seat and carried off. 'C'mon Asher...really?" she groaned. "We haven't done this since we were kids..." she whined. [d]
Ash J Morrison: He'll give back that ten if Ace will Gangnam Style. Seriously, it would be worth missing out on a Little Caesar's pizza to see that shit. For now, he slid up onto the far counter and perched, watching the show.
Alex Vipond: As they moved out onto the floor he rolled into the next song.
Asher Solaris: Well he could work with that kind of maybe perhaps with a little special work. Though Asher was looking at her as she whined in his arms. " Yeah an you going to like it even if I got to find something on the box to dance to. " he was grinning Asher was actually a pretty good dancer it was in the natral range of Grace. Every motion the man made could have been hypnotic in a manner it was a grace well above that of natrual human levels. However an qutie well impossible for a human to mimic. Oh he tried to get into that song the man was playing but his eyes would go over to the guitarist for a moment. " I need something with rythem. You got any rockabiliy or swing, got a ten in it for you." He said quite well kind of rocking the woman in his arms a little as he sayed a little uneasy to the music that the man played. Not that it was bad it just was not his well style. " You still remember foot work or am i going to have to do it all." He asked her simply enough. Hell he would even through in a gungnam move from time to time when he had the chance
just to get the kiwi rolling.(D)
Make Me MentaI: Riley hardly looked the part of something or someone soft and delcate. She wore biker boots, jeans, layered tees and a black leather jacket. Aviator sunglasses were hanging from the outside pocket. Head rolled back and she made a face like some lil kid about to throw a sad tantrum. She moved to the slow music from the guitarist, but then Asher had to go and switch things up. Oh God. Hand camer to forehead and temple as if a sudden headache came on. "Okay... okay, fine... but if we're gonna do this... I need to shed this thing." she said and shimmied out of the heavy leather jacket. Glasses were tucked into the inside pocket. It was layed over a nearby chair. Long sleeves were tugged up just below the elbow. The over lapping tee? The tail tugged down to keep from bunching. She sighed, dreading this so very terribly. "I hate you." she murmured. Not really, but at this moment, yes. [d]
Ash J Morrison: Woot! Alex didn't really look the rockabilly type, but Ash would continue to listen. He'd look up every so often from whatever he was doing, just in case Ace fell over and Ash could laugh at him for it.
Alex Vipond: He could dig deep, and for this one he'd have to be on his feet. It was a moral imperative. So after he finished, he rose, moved the bar stool out of his way, because this one required hip action. It was mandatory. He waited the girl to get comfortable, taking another sip of that scotch before starting in.
Asher Solaris: That would do no doubt Elvis was the king or rock after all. An for those that did not know what the lindy hop was they were about to learn at least a few more then basic's An he would que Riley at just about the first solid beat to a very basic version of moves. Welll it you were a guy likeAsher you might as well have known what was coming instead of expeciting her to know it he was going to prompt her a long the was with small hand guestures. Even tossing the poor woman into the occation roll over his back or a slide under the mans leg to the others side.
Ash J Morrison: Maybe rock, but Nathan Explosion was the king of death metal.
Alex Vipond: It would seem he did a pretty good Elvis imitation, with the pelvis action as he played. And metal was one thing Alex didn't do. Frankly he'd never even given it any thought.
Asher Solaris: An in the end would even toss in a little bit a gungnam style just for Ash cuase he knew eh would get a kick out of it. Still as the music came to a end he would give the woman a hug " see not so bad now we need to just teach you a full dance. " He grinned a little bit as he would soon lead her back to the bar and make good on his word of a ten for Alex. D()
Make Me MentaI: She had not done this with him in YEARS and was in fact a lil rusty, so he better take it easy on her. The music started and the mood was set. She moved ith him, remembering one of several dances they had practice back then. Why she had ever agreed to learn them back then, she didn't know. Thankfully, it was over as quickly as it had started and now? Now she could go back to her beer and her fries. Was that a smile? No. It was everyone's imagination! [d]
Alex Vipond: And with that it was break time. He dragged his hand through his hair, and settled his guitar back into its case. Plucking up his glass, it was still as full as it was when he'd crossed the room from the bar, a little fuller, actually, since Ash had topped him off. He'd done no more than wet his lips from time to time with the booze. He settled at the bar, then glanced to the other customers. "First time here?" It was his so he had no idea as to who the regulars were.
Make Me MentaI: After nearly chugging half the beer, she glanced over to the guitarist. "My first time yes, but I think he's been here before." She replied as she thumbed toward Asher. "I just got here today." she added. Small smile followed and then she was digging into her fries. Another beer was going to be needed soon. No doubt. "You?" she then asked in return. [d]
Alex Vipond: "First time to the bar. Not to Seattle. I was here, some time back. The climate.... suits me." He nodded. "Moody... musician...." He shrugged. More days without direct sunlight than any other place in the world that didn't have six months of night. Maybe he should move to Alaska...
DeusInfernum: ::Arik gave a nod as he waved another bartender over for a beer.:: Yes, been living here a few months though, I decided to finally check this place out. (d)
Alex Vipond: "Yeah, I've been checking out the bar scene looking for the places where I can play." He nodded to the man on his other side, hand offered out to each of them in turn. "Alex."
Asher Solaris: She might never admitit but that was a smile over her lips indeed. See Asher could bring out the best in people. Course those that had never seen a lindy hop likely had a rather perplex look over there face as it was pretty basic sing. An then added onto with a few smaller but easily guided steps. So Asher did dance fairly well for being of his size. Still he would finaly come up behind the woman. Just in time to be thumbed. at. An then catching names thrown about the bar from one the vampire an then Arik which seemed human enough perhaps. Finally speaking up to give his name. " Aces just Aces" he said with the kiss of that aussies accentation over every word. (D)
Make Me MentaI: Riley was human, so she of course had no idea who was what unless they decided to share as much. Riley nodded as each man took a turn in sharing things about themselves. When the hand was offered, she accepted it with a smile.
DeusInfernum: Arik. ::He said with a nod and held his hand out to shake the other man's hand when it was offered. A slight jolt of static electricity jumped between them at the moment of contact, Arik's arm winced to give the impression that he was surprised by it.:: Whoa...sorry. (d)
Make Me MentaI: "Nice to meet you Alex. I'm Meghan, but most just call me Riley." she replied. Nod was given to the other guy, not wanting to be rude and reach over Alex. [d]
Alex Vipond: A nod to Aces, a smile to Meghan and when he got the jolt it was reflex to pull back. "No worries, man, I used to have a girlfriend who literally blew phones up. Cordless, cell, didn't matter. Chick had more static electricity build up than anyone I've ever seen in my life." He lifted his hand and looked back at Meghan. "Hand to God. She'd pick up a call, you'd hear a pop and the phone would be dead. I swear once I saw smoke roll out."
DeusInfernum: ::Arik was careful to calm his nerves, it wouldn't do to go around giving little jolts like that to everyone. More hands were shaken, nods given and greetings spoken. He looked back to Alex when he spoke of this woman who might have had 'the touch'.:: You don't say? (d)
Make Me MentaI: She munched away on fries and finished off the first beer before she was asking the other tender for a second. She chuckled with Alex's lil story. [d]
Alex Vipond: "I do say." he nodded and looked back at Arik. “She'd reach for a doorknob, and you could sometimes see the electricity arc between her fingertips and the metal. I replaced all the knobs in her apartment with ceramic, just to keep her from knocking the shit out of herself every time she entered a room."
Asher Solaris: There really was no trying to be rude honestly. The man dressed quite litteraly like a flash from Greaser past was just hard to miss even when he was quite. There was no point in speaking at the moment nothing had rilly caught his. still that had not stopped idle hands from wrapping around Meghan's abdomen and pulling her back some into him. Sure he may be easily painting the wrong picture for those around but what was did they expect? Asher was known to be slightly protective of the woman. It was just in his nature perhaps. That and the fact he had known her for some time. Still he listened to the story some. Closest thing he could really come up with was this one time i lit a motor on fire and had to repalce the carbs. " Hun almost ready to call it a night? " he said to her in such a tone it might have made others think there was something going on between them cause had gotten like 4 text from asher already asking if she was his girl. How was it that every girl asher was with was his girl to Ash he just did not know but still he was being just a touch more sweet then normal (D)
Make Me MentaI: Basket of chili fries was offered to Asher, she was willing to share. Her second beer was placed before her and she was about to dig out her money, but then remembered what he had said earlier. What she had agreed to. Had she any idea that people were already speculating, she'd had laughed. Hard. They were long time friends. Had been friends since they were kids until he moved off. Even then, he had remained in touch with her for whatever reasons. Leaving his family to wonder about him. But she had always kept her promise and never told a soul where he was or if she had ever heard from him. With his question, she nodded. "Sure, just let me finish my beer?" She'd make it disappear fast. Her fries were placed back on the counter and then severl more munched on, finishing them off before it was a few chugs of the long neck. Empty bottle was set aside. "It was nice meeting you both... maybe
I'll be seeing you around again soon." she flashed them both a pretty and friendly smile. Riley slipped free from her stool, gathered up her jacket and slipped arms through the leather coat before it was tugged and adjusted. "Take it easy." Wave given to them before she was moving outside. [d]
Alex Vipond: "You sure you have to go?" He looked back at her, a smile given as he turned on the bar stool to watch her leave.
Asher Solaris: "good night you two have a enjoyable eve. He would not really say much to Alex he would later be warned about certian things. However. Why cause there was a scent on him. Not specificly meaning the man was not a lycanthorpe but then then again either way he would not leave thing to chance. Nor however would he even bother with doing so this evening. Not so much as a friendly word back just a momentary look from those blues holding a rather peculuar more feline touch to the construction of those eyes. It was the hardest thing for the pureblood to hide. Those eyes. Still over time he would give he just a moment to gather her things and then help her into the car once more. even promising not to kill her on the way home. Least tonight. (D)
Make Me MentaI: "Yeah, been a long day. I got to get some sleep." she called back to Alex. "Bye!" smile flashed again and she was out. [d]
Alex Vipond: He smiled and then shrugged. "Swing and a miss...." He shook his head and looked back at Arik. "I must be losing my touch." He chuckled, then started toying with the glass again as he had earlier, fingers deftly giving it a little spin, and he watched as the fluid climbed up the walls of the glass, almost, but not quite slipping over the rim.
Make Me MentaI: If he ever scared her like that again, she was going to hurt him. Alot. In his sleep. Long time friend or not! [d]
DeusInfernum: Always more fish in the sea they say. ::When his beer came, Arik fitted his fingers around the handle of the mug and tilted it towards his lips to take a long sip. It was a much needed vice that he'd gone too long without.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: "With her eyes and ass?" he kind of shook his head. "She's a rare one." He smiled and gave the glass another spin. "She's better off. You know what they say about musicians..."
DeusInfernum: I know you can't expect them to be your sugarmomma.. ::He said this with a chuckle before taking another swig of beer and set the glass down.:: This city's got to have a few million people in it, go a few blocks down, I'm sure you'll find just as rare a gem. ::There was no cynical tone to his voice, he just spoke on what he saw as a genuine truth.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: He nodded. "Yeah. There are some beautiful women in this city." He eyed the glass of scotch, finger dipping into it, before popping into his mouth, the liquid cleaned off. The glass was then given another spin.
DeusInfernum: ..But you've got your eyes dead set on her. ::Arik had his suspicions that Alex might not have been human in the most technical sense, but he wasn't gifted enough to discern just what he truely was, if he indeed was anything more. Still, he would keep silent on it, terrible things had happened in the past to those who revealed themselves to humanity and Arik wasn't one to invite that kind of irritation and danger into others' lives.::(d)
Alex Vipond: "What can I say?" he chuckled. "I'm a sucker for a killer pair of eyes." Without thinking, mind elsewhere, he picked up the glass and took a mouthful of the amber. As soon as realization hit, he turned to the side and spat it out, coughing and choking. "Fuck...." He glanced at Arik. "Wrong pipe...." He coughed again.
DeusInfernum: Who of us could say 'no' to such a pair of eyes too? ::He was in the middle of taking one more swig of beer when Alex spat out his drink. He set his beer back down on the bartop as his head tilted to the side slightly.:: ...Right. I know how that goes.. (d)
Alex Vipond: He grabbed a few napkins and started cleaning up the mess. "Perfect waste of good scotch..." He continued cleaning up and then wadded the napkins and tossed them toward the trash. Then did the victory, arms raised, "Three points, nothing but net," gesture as he said the words.
DeusInfernum: Agreed, could've gone to better use getting some poor kid drunk stupid. ::He said this with a wry grin, thankful that he had not been sitting closer and gotten any of the liquid splashed on himself.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: "Yeah, but hey at least there's not some sloppy drunk kid out there running people over." Cloud, Silver lining.... well, maybe platinum, silver was ... no.
DeusInfernum: True, and we've got enought of those running and driving around these days. ::It was a lamentable fact, but it wouldn't stop him from drinking down the last of his own beer.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: "Sad but true." He nodded. "It's amazing how kids these days make it past puberty." It really was. too. Between their own stupidity and gangs and just general mishaps, it was truly a miracle.
DeusInfernum: They deserve more credit than we give them though.. ::Arik reached for a napkin to wipe away the streaks of water on the bartop that the condensation off his glass had left behind. He turned his head side to side to find the place empty save for the two of them. Arik stared directly at the man for a moment.:: So...You are not human. ::He had a way of saying things painfully directly sometimes.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: "It was the spewage, wasn't it?" He let out a breath and shook his head. "Never should have let it pass my lips, but my mind was elsewhere..." he shrugged. "You?" He wasn't one to pry, he'd ask directly. The glass was given another spin.
DeusInfernum: No, but it wasn't going to help your disguise. ::There was no title for what he was known to Arik, so he figured a small display was in order. His left elbow laid on the bar with his hand pointed up into the air. Some of the hairs on his arm stood on end as small arcs of electricity leapt from his fingertips in random directions, none stretching more than a few inches from their point of origin before the discharging dissapated.:: 'Elemental' is the word for me I guess. (d)
Alex Vipond: "Jesus!" He leaned back. "Talk about flashbacks to Tasha!" He paused, one brow rising. "You think maybe that was her deal?" It would explain a lot, actually.
DeusInfernum: As far as I know, I'm the only one of my kind here, though it wouldn't surprise me if their were others with similar abilities. ::He set his hands back down on the bar, the last of the lingering charge in his hand jumped out at the sheen of water he'd tried to dry from the bar top.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: "You could both come in handy and totally fuck things up...." He nodded. "I like it." he chuckled, then gave the glass another spin, watching the liquid rise up the sides of the glass.
DeusInfernum: Heh, I do my best to shy away from fucking things up these days. ::He was one to try and live as a simple man finding his way in the world, not like he had any other choice either.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: "I hear ya. Not always easy to do...." He nodded, "Hence the spewage...." Hazard of liquid meals and not paying attention. "Alright, I say we find a more lively crowd." he looked around. "Seriously, is there a convention somewhere?"
DeusInfernum: Maybe some people are scared of the dark these days. ::Even for a smaller city, Arik would have expected more life to be found at a bar at this hour.:: It is a Sunday though.. (d)
Alex Vipond: "True, but even earlier it was dead." No pun intended. "I mean I got here relatively early and I think the most we had in here, not including the bartender was four."
DeusInfernum: Slow night indeed. Gotta be the recession I'm guessing? ::He certainly didn't know if there was any significance to this night or the following day that so many people would be going home early.:: (d)
Alex Vipond: "Yeah, it's hurting a lot of people." he nodded. "Times are tough. Good people doing bad things, just to survive. It's a shame. Things have changed so much." He set the glass down with a thunk and rose from the barstool. "I gotta find her." He crossed the bar, gathered up his things, scarf slipped back around his neck, coat slid into, guitar case picked up. He turned back to look at Arik. "I ... gotta go." At least give her his number. He could do that much.
DeusInfernum: ::He watched Alex gather his belongings and figured it might as well be a good time for him to get going too. He reached for his wallet and left enough money for the bill and a tip at the bar before sliding his coat on.:: Well, when you find her, see if she's got any pretty friends. Good luck. (d)
Alex Vipond: "Thanks." He nodded, and headed out the door, collar of his coat turned up against the cold and damp as he headed back to his car.