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Post by treb on Aug 15, 2009 17:09:29 GMT -5
Treb watched the older man heading toward him and knew that he had the same idea: Find a dark place to hide. The Tiger knew the moment the other man realized the table wasn't empty.
Suddenly feeling an unusual sense of sociability Treb spoke, ”Join me. You look about as out of place as I feel. Name's Treb and I'm here because Erik nearly ordered me to attend. What's your excuse?”
”Bobby.” the man answered holding out his hand to shake Treb's before he pulled out a chair to sit.
When Bobby said that Mrs. Blair had threatened his Whiskey, Treb gave a mock shudder of terror before grinning, ”That would motivate the strongest man to show up tonight.”
Bobby nodded and a new friendship began.
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Post by anna on Aug 15, 2009 18:10:33 GMT -5
‘ Angels are all around us, all the time, in the very air we breath__________________________ The streetlamp flickers angrily its light flashing violently with the disruption in the area outside of Wicked, the new club. As suddenly as the flickering started it suddenly stops. There standing underneath the lamplight was a redheaded female. She stands at about five foot five and is wearing her usual. A pair of jeans that fit her curves just right that is complimented by a green fitted army jack over top a button up white flowery shirt that compliments her female physique. Her shoulder length auburn hair hangs loosely down as her brown eyes look around where she’d teleported.
Anna. The fallen angel who was on the run from her own people.
Pushing her hair out of her chocolate eyes she walks slowly into the noisy club. Her steps are in audible as she quietly walks through the front door and into the world of the supernatural partygoers. Looking around she takes in the world around her, all the occupants and knowing exactly who they were. Anna does her best to just blend in, she was here to investigate and see what was going on around here. As her eyes scan the room she spots him, Dean, her heart makes an audible change in itself. He looked exactly how she remembered, that same rugged stature that she was in love with.
Love. That was still a new term she was trying to get a grip on. It was why she had fallen. Anna wanted to have the wide spectrum of emotion that all humans had. She got that with her reincarnation on earth and she found him. Well he found her. Helped her realize who she was and she has kept a close eye on him since. The war was coming and she was going to be there to help stop it. Fight her own kind for they have been twisted and are no longer working the “will of god” anymore. It was something more sinister. Anna would fight with all she had side by side with dean and his brother. Nothing would ever change that.
Shifting slightly as she sees he’s with another woman Anna couldn’t help but let her heart sink. She should’ve known he would move on to someone else. She was in hiding. There was no possible way for them to be together again after she got her grace back. It was best for him to go on living his life as he had. She still watched out for him, his own personal guardian angel. Pushing her hair more infront of her face so she becomes more unnoticeable Anna sits down on one of the barstools, her chocolate brown eyes looking down as she tries to get her emotions under control. Tracing her pale slender finger against the wood grain on the bar top she counts slowly, not sure how she’d respond if he saw her. Shielding her eyes yet still looking around she see’s who else was there, knowing exactly what each was thanks to her angelic powers.
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Jessie Coulter ♬
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Hunter The YOUNGER Coulter twin who's hell on wheels. She's feisty and she's beautiful, but beware boys: she's got a devilish Winchester hot on her heels, and he's not taking 'no' for an answer!
Shes a rebel, shes a saint. Shes the salt of the earth and she is dangerous!
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Post by Jessie Coulter ♬ on Aug 15, 2009 18:48:37 GMT -5
Jessie could see the appreciation in Dean's eyes and it made her feel very much like a woman. After a life time of hiding behind ponytails, baseball caps, and hunter apparel, it was nice to get all dolled up for the express purpose of being admired by a man... A man she secretly knew she was falling hard for and knew her father was going to have a fit over. That thought alone almost had her rethinking this whole relationship thing but she was a grown woman and there really wasn't anything he could do about her seeing a man. Besides which, she had a feeling she would tell her dad to shove it if he tried to order her away from this particular one.
"Your not looking half bad yourself, babe! Definitely... Um.... Yeah... we'll just save that for a more private place shall we?" she said with a wink as she tucked her hand into his back pocket.
Curling her body close to his, the pretty brunette grinned at him and heard his question. A quick glance around showed that the crowd was so thick it was hard to see anyone they knew so she nodded to the second level.
"Lets head up there and see if Lexi or Sibeal are hanging around. I could use a drink anyways so we might as well kill two birds with one stone."
Taking his hand, the huntress pulled him along behind her as she headed upstairs. As she approached the bar, she saw Lexi and wave her a wave before bouncing over to the counter and ordering a whiskey on the rocks for herself and looking back at Dean for his order.
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Post by Lexi Blair on Aug 15, 2009 18:56:34 GMT -5
Lexi's keen eyes caught the excitement across the way but Max handled it before she could even bat an eye. When he came back, she smiled at him softly and gave him a wink that promised reward later before turning back to the two women. For a few moments, they all exchanged updates and then Jo mentioned finding a spot to sit. Nodding, the young woman motioned them towards the VIP section and then spotted Jessie Coulter with Dean Winchester in tow. Eyes widening, she poked Jo and pointed.
"Well, well... Look what the cat dragged in, Jo!!! You guys go on up.. I"ll drag a certain young man up to join us. I have a feeling we all have some stories to be telling." she chirped before winking at her friend and giving Max a look.
Turning on her heel, Lexi made her way over to the bar to greet the pair. On the way, she noticed a red haired woman sitting a ways down the counter and her instincts went immediately on the prowl. There was something... different about her. Something that made her think of Raziel and Azrael. Noting the figure in her mind, she grinned and reached up to tap the good looking devils shoulder.
"DEAN WINCHESTER! JUST WHAT TO YOU THINK YOUR DOING SHOWING YOUR HANDSOME MUG IN MY BAR??" she teased before giving him an impish grin that lit up her beautiful eyes all the way around. "and where is that sweet brother of yours? The least you could do if your going to crash my party is bring Sam along!!"
Looking past his shoulder, Lexi winked at Jess and then turned to the bartender.
"These drinks are on the house. Just don't let the guy drink us out of business." she told the guy behind the counter.
Turning back to the pair, she continued.
"You guys come on up to the VIP section when your ready. Jo Harvelle, now Jordan, Max and I are up there. I think Bobby headed up there earlier too. Its a bit quieter and easier to talk in that area."
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Post by Samantha Winchester on Aug 15, 2009 19:51:03 GMT -5
Grinning at Sam, she gave him a wink.
"You look great to me!" she teased. "Not as if there is a dress code beside being clean, nice smelling and decent!"
Turning to the car, she dove in the drivers seat and then waited until he climbed in. Turning the key in the ignition, she sighed with happiness as it purred to life. Throwing the mustang into gear, she squeeled out of the parking lot and headed out on the street towards WICKED.
"So.... You said something about knowing the woman who owns the club? That must be really cool! Everyone is already saying this will be the hottest place around."
Reaching out, she turned on the radio and was estatic when Guns and Roses "Oh Sweet Child of Mine" rolled out. Giving Sam a look, she began to sing along and bob her head. Her grin practically dared him to do the same.
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Post by will on Aug 16, 2009 1:04:32 GMT -5
Ed nodded back to Konada when she picked her drink and then he rolled his eyes when she said she didn’t believe his comment was purely friendly. Well, she was right but he wasn’t going to just admit to that.
Getting up, he started to move towards the bar to get the drinks, when he heard her speak about dancing and smiled. Dancing was something that he enjoyed, and having a beautiful dance partner like that was a plus wasn’t it? He would be forced to simply dazzle her with his dancing skills now.
Getting to the bar he asked for Konada’s rum with cranberry juice and a beer for him. While he waited, he gazed around and spotted a beautiful red headed girl. Smiling friendly to her, he nodded before adding “Nice place isn’t it?” She was beautiful alright, but he had his eyes sat in the brunette back there. Getting the drinks, he excused himself back to the table and handled the drink for the brunette. “You mentioned something about dancing?”
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Post by war on Aug 16, 2009 1:19:51 GMT -5
The demon stared her with confusion hidden behind his eyes, he was pleased to see her and scared at the same time. Pleased because she was a great girl and nice on the eyes, scared that she somehow see the truth of what he was. The monstrous, self-loathing killer that lurked on the dark recesses of his being.
“No, I’m not here to play, I just came to see this new club. I’m surprised to see you, last time we talked you run away without even giving me a chance to say anything…what happened?” he asked her and a flicker of panic loomed over his mind…did she figured out what he was?
Falling silently, Warren waited for her reply. He had no idea what he would do if she knew what he was. He didn’t wanted to hurt her, but he couldn’t allow someone that knew his true nature walking around and maybe his secret would find its way into a hunter’s ears.
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Post by dean on Aug 16, 2009 11:06:36 GMT -5
Jess's habit of tucking her hand into his back pocket was both a pleasure and a pain. Dean enjoyed the way her hand slid down his body as slipped inside and the small caresses that she gave him as one or the other moved, But by the same token the caresses and sliding sometimes caused other parts of his body to be jealous of his rear and made itself known at some of the most awkward times.
But this time it was her ”Um.... Yeah... we'll just save that for a more private place shall we?" after his earlier thoughts, and the way she wrapped her body around his that had him taking the stairs to the upper level a little ungainly for the first few steps while he forced himself to think about the Oil Change that he needed to give the Impala.
By the time they reached the second level Dean was in better control of himself and grinned as she ordered a whiskey and he ordered a beer.
Dean felt a tap on his shoulder and heard a voice and tone that drove him nuts as much as he enjoyed hearing it; Rather like when he heard Sam at times. ”I wasn't going to come, but Jess here had her heart set on it and I couldn't disappoint a Lady now could I?” he started to hand the bartender some bills when Lexi announced that the drinks were on the house.
He grinned his appreciation and then gave the Brat a mocked glower as she added that he wasn't allowed to drink them out of business. Giving an indigent yelp he ask in hurt tone as mocking at the glower, ”Hey, have you ever seen me drink that much?” Then thought for a moment and added ”Okay besides that one time. And that was different we were at Bobby's and well you weren't all that sober either.”
Dean gave Jess a guilty smirk and said ”Don't ask, but I will tell you that Bobby can put a Demon to shame in the getting even department. Right Lex? And I still think it was unfair that Sam got out of it, because he had fallen asleep before Bobby found the three of us.” he grumped.
”Speaking of Sam I don't know where he is. I told him that I had a date for tonight and he said he had one too, and she would be picking him up. So I didn't wait around.” Dean said with a shrug.
As Jess started talking with the others, Dean started scanning the room to people watch.
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Post by konada on Aug 16, 2009 11:28:09 GMT -5
Konada looked around the club while Ed was gone, she saw that everyone seemed to be having a good time. She turned her attention towards the band. It was good and she liked the way the music didn't completely overwhelm the sounds of conversation the way... she caught herself comparing them with another band and another venue. She forced herself to draw her thoughts back. She wasn't going to see him again so she might as well not even think about the past.
Ed returned with her drink and reminded her, “You mentioned something about dancing?” “I did. And I think I would look pretty silly out there alone.” she pointed to the semi-crowed dance floor, with a bright smile, ”So if you would be a gentleman and rescue me from making a fool out of myself by dancing alone. I think we could have some fun.”
When Ed held out his hand she willingly place hers in his, and let him lead her to the dance floor.
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Post by devon on Aug 16, 2009 12:53:01 GMT -5
Devon blanched when he asked what happened in the restaurant that day. She wasn't completely sure, and she didn't think Konada was either. So what should she say? She wanted to step away from him to tell him to ask Konada, but she couldn't do that. This man was making her nervous and she didn't know why, but she knew that she couldn't let the unease show.
“When you announced who you were, Ko...I got nervous and embarrassed. ” oops, Devon didn't like having to claim she was Konada like that, she would have to be more careful. Maybe third person would make it sound like she was trying to distance herself from the ashamed girl in the diner. “Everyone's heard of The Devil's Rejects, how was a girl to feel when she had made such a fool of herself by not recognizing you?” Devon went red as she remembered how mortified Konada had been as the name registered, at lease that was the complete truth.
“You had to have been thinking that she had only pretended to not know who you were so that she could get your attention. So the humiliated girl ran, better to be thought a coward than prove she was just stupid.” Well that was most of the truth anyway, anything else about Konada's thoughts such as about the other woman prettier and richer than she was, Konada would have to tell him herself or not.
Devon didn't know what to say to him after that so she started to fidget a little, then remembered about the concert tickets. “I'd like to thank you for the tickets to the concert. It was a good show. I'm glad I got to attend.” Devon patted herself on that back for that one, she didn't have to lie and still had been able to avoid claiming to be Konada. Maybe just maybe she would get out of this without getting either Konada or herself in trouble.
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Post by war on Aug 16, 2009 19:48:51 GMT -5
It was with relief that Warren heard her answer, he believed that she hadn’t really figured out the truth about him. If she did, could he actually bring himself to kill her? He wasn’t sure and hoped not, but he didn’t quite trust himself to be sure.
“Not everyone has to know who I am…you really think I have that big of an ego?” he asked her. Sure he had turned famous the face he wore, but it would be too much to ask everyone in the world to know him. He had been in fact pleased that Konada hadn’t acted like a groupie. He had spent nights accompanied with groupies, but it never had been anything more than a one night stand. Now knowing someone that he might actually like was a dangerous game…he should send her away.
“Dance with me?” he said as he offered his hand to her. It appeared that he was too stubborn to do that just yet, he desperately hoped to prove himself wrong, to prove he wasn’t completely evil.
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Post by will on Aug 16, 2009 19:51:26 GMT -5
A wicked smirk appeared on his lips, now dancing was one thing he was good at. There was nothing better than dancing with a cute woman, and Ed was too much of a gentleman to not rescue Konada. Taking a quick sip from his beer, he placed his bottle down on the table and offered his hand to her.
Once she placed her hand over his, the paramedic guided the brunette to the dance floor and smiled again to her. “Are you ready to be amazed?” he asked her in a cocky tone.
Placing his arm around her waist, she pulled her slightly close towards him. Not so close that would make her uncomfortable, but close enough so he could try to work his charm on her. Moving in the rhythm of the music, he proceeded to show her what he could do on the dance floor.
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Post by ellen on Aug 16, 2009 21:09:02 GMT -5
Stepping through the doors of WICKED, a redheaded woman stopped to peer around into the depths of the place. The music was so loud that it would have given her a headache if she hadn't been used to rough and rowdy crowds. Glancing at the big man guarding the door, Ellen Harvelle shouted to be heard.
"Where is Alexis Blair? I'm needing to speak with her."
Grinning, the man nodded up towards the upper bar.
"I think you'll find her up there. She was making rounds earlier but her husband is here now. Shes either in the upper section or the VIP area. Whats your name? If your on the list, I can point you there."
Growling a bit, Ellen gave him her name and then nodded when he found it on the list.
"I damned well should be on that list. Lex has some explaining to do and so does my daughter if she's here."
Then, heading through the crowd, the older Harvelle went in search of familiar faces.
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Post by konada on Aug 16, 2009 23:21:44 GMT -5
Konada looked at Ed with amused skepticism, ”Amazed? In a good way or a shocked and disgusted way?” she teased as she let him pull her close.
She was relieved to see that he didn't take advantage of the dance to get too close. That allowed her to relax and really enjoy the dance. She was delighted to find that he was not only an excellent dancer, but a good leader as well because she wasn't all that competent of a dancer, but with a strong partner she wasn't all that bad.
She laughed a few moments later in joy, ”Okay I admit it, I'm dazzled, you are a wonderful dance partner.”
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Post by devon on Aug 16, 2009 23:23:02 GMT -5
“Dance with me?” Devon knew she would have dropped dead in fright, if Doppelgangers had the ability. No wonder this man made her nervous, she was sure he was going to find out she wasn't what she looked like.
She watched in mesmerized terror as his hand was offered. She couldn't deny him, Konada would be devastated if she found out her Spirit Walker had sabotaged her chances with this man.
But how could she accept him? Konada would surely see it as a betrayal and be hurt if she ever found out that Warren had danced with her double.
Should she prevaricate? What excuse could she use? Did she dare pretend to be Konada? What if he found out the truth? Well not the real truth, very few people had ever heard of a Vardoger, let alone could believe in them.
Should she pretend that she was Konada's sister? Her twin? She couldn't do that now. She had already let him believe she was Konada. No, the best way, was to keep up the charade that she was Konada.
Praying for help from every Deity that Konada, and therefor herself, had ever heard of, she smiled up at the good looking man, was even able to put a little bit of a flirtatious hint into it. ”I can think of nothing I would rather do.” she added a little prayer that Konada wouldn't find out and torture her for this.
She placed her hand in Warren's took one step forward and realized another problem.... THE DAMN HEELS. Oh God she didn't need to have Konada torture her, she was doing a damn good job of doing it all on her own. Racking her brain she came up with the first excuse she could think of ”Sorry, new shoes, I'm not used to them just yet.” Lame, Lame, Lame, Devon told herself but at least this time she was telling the truth. She had never worn the heels before.
She allowed him to lead her to the floor, making a conscious effort to learn how to stay upright on stilts.
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