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carmen laughed as the blonde haired blithe slid sexily down the pole. as blithe motioned to one of the drinking gents, carmen smirked. we he refused to come on up with them, carmen leaned down and took his drink, finishing it for him. she lightly hick uped then threw the glass cup at him. the guy, his eyes wipe, grasped it just before it shattered against the wood behind him. carmen smirked then leaned down and pushed his extended arm against the tall wooden back of the booth seats and kissed him. she heard blithe blowing kisser behind her as she broke away from the smiling gent. carmen then smirked at him and stood back up.

carmen looked over and blithe after she had dragged the sober girl over to the table and giggled. she was totally teasing the poor gent. she winced as blithe screamed perv but then started to laugh. as the blonde girl started to dance next to her, carmen back up so she was back to back with her and mirrored her every move. toally. carmen purred as blithe made her way towards the bar. winking at the girl, carmen crawled into the booth and wrapped her legs around the waist of one of the wasted gents. he started to kiss at her neck and light bite her as she threw her head back and rubbed her hand against his brown hair. her purpled eyes closed and she slightly swayed. her grip on his waist tightened as she sat there, letting him almost have his way with her.

when the blonde haired shifter came back with the drink, carmen pushed the guy away from her neck and looked at the girl, an intense fire burning in her eyes that said ‘do it or be a chicken for the rest of your life.’ yes, a freak. carmen purred as the gent rubbed her tight with his hand. leaning down towards his face, she started to make out with him. carmen looked up when she heard the voice of the sober girl. she made a hissing sound as the girl got up and the guy got a weird look on his face before she pecked him on the lips then looked back. shit! carmen hissed as the door to the pub opened again. her brother, tom, walked in.

he was six foot two of pure sexiness, at least in everyone else’s eyes. to her he was just somewhat of a jerk, always ruining her fun moments. she crawled in between two of the guys and tried to blend in with the booth seat. he hadn’t seen her yet, or so she though. peering out of a crack between the two gents, she watched him grab the arm of the sober girl and start towards the table she was sitting at. he sat the girl down then started to glare at carmen. what the hell are you doing here?! he almost yelled. you’re not getting out of this either. he hissed to blithe and autumn, the only sober one in the small group of people. even though autumn had nothing to do with any of this, he didn’t know nor care. she had been at the table when he walked in, so she was getting in trouble as well.

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FOR;; the amazing lalamoo and ky
STATUS;; finished/unfinished
WORD COUNT;;
NOTES;; D: its craaaaaaaaaaap. pssssssssssh ky. just make up crap as you go (:
OUTFIT;; [click]
BANNER;; © me
TEMPLATE;; © me

[autumn',]

Just then, a very tall, handsome man came in, a mutinous look on his face. His hair was dark and tousled, a red sheen glinting in the artificial light. His eyes were a stormy grey-brown, flecked with navy and silver. Autumn stood aside to let him though, but was surprised, and annoyed, when she was yet again grabbed by the arm and dragged to the booth. Again.

His arm was like hitting a stone four-by-four. Her breath wooshed out of her lungs for a moment, even, he had hit her with such force. She didn't even try to struggle against him as he plopped her down in the same seat, his expression never changing. "Um, actually, I wasn't....." She started in a small voice. Autumn was silenced by the glare he was giving the drunk girl. "What the hell are you doing here?!" He said, his voice low but still scary sounding. He turned to face the drunken blonde girl and herself. "You're not getting out of this either." Autumn shrunk down in the leather booth a bit. This could get interesting.

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word count,' 182
muse,' Bursting to the brim....I think.
character mood,' pissed off, totally not letting the girls get away with this. Scared of Tom. (Ehehehehhhh...did I mention she works with law enforcement? Kinda ironic giving her disposition.)
outfit,' Work Clothes
for,' The amazing Ms. Mars and Lalamoo

notes,' I need a nick names. Also, I chose a panther for Autumns shift because it was her complete opposite.

[october`]

Blair giggled and grinded herself against the pole, the pulsing beat fusing with her brain. She was alive, she was living… her heart was a livewire. She shook her hair out of her eyes and threw her head back, smiling. For one dim second she thought about what her parent’s would say if they happened to still be alive, but it flashed out of her head in a heartbeat. She flicked her head back as the bell above the door tinkled daintily, strands of beach blonde hair covering her eyes. She immediately knew who it was; Tom Ackermann, the local Perith playboy and all-out womanizer. But what surprised her was the infuriated look plastered on his face. He marched over to their booth, an iron hold on the sober girl’s arm. He shoved her down on a chair, eyebrows furrowed.

What are you doing here? He boomed at Carmen, his gaze sliding over to herself and the sober girl. You’re not getting out of this either, he hissed, angry. Suddenly, pure Blithe instinct kicked in, and adrenaline pumped through her veins. She sexily swished her hair over her shoulder, blinking innocently up at Tom. You don’t want to play? she whispered, placing a light hand on his chest. Because I can be playful… she smirked slightly, arching an eyebrow and smirking. She shyly drew her hand away and laid them in her lap, biting her lip. I’m sorry, I’m getting carried away…

mood sexy xD
word count two hundred forty two
outfit click

[mars«]

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carmen gazed shocked at tom as he angrily spoke to everyone. two of the three gents stood up and tried to leave but he pushed then back into the booth before they could hardly take a step. stay sitting. he hissed to them then started to glare at carmen. you are going… carmen then gasped as blithe stood up, swishing her white blonde, perfect hair. carmen almost shrieked as blithe placed her hand on her brother’s chest. she may have been drunk but she didn’t like watching the bitch she had befriended flirt with her brother right in front of her, no matter how damn sexy he was!

huffing, carmen crossed her arms and legs and watched blithe flirt. her purple eyes rolled as she watched blithe run her hand across tom’s chest then sat back down, biting her lip. tom smirked as he looked at her scantily clad body. she was drunk, he could get her to do anything, and she was hot. a perfect bonus.

as a waitress walked by, he snagged her arm and ordered a drink from her. your hardest shit. in the biggest glass you can find. he then pinched her butt and winked. the girl nodded then ran towards the bar. with in a minute, she was back with the drink. he winked, took the glass, and then downed almost a fourth of in a one gulp. he smacked his lips then drank a bit more. already he was a slightly tipsy so he knew it was the perfect time to act. reaching his free hand down, he grasped blithe’s hand and pulled her up. wrapping his arm around her waist, he pushed her against him. downing more of the drink, he planted his lips on her’s. breaking away, he downed the rest of the hard liquor and put it on the table. pulling her back against him, he reached down to the base of her neck and nuzzled it with his nose. pushing his lips against it, he kissed all the way up her neck then steamily kissed her on the mouth. carmen just rolled her eyes and climbed onto the nearest gent’s lap and started making out with him so she wouldn’t have to watch.

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FOR;; the amazing lalamoo and ky
STATUS;; finished/unfinished
WORD COUNT;; 3-7-3
NOTES;; play boy mauch?!
OUTFIT;; [carmen] [tom]
BANNER;; © me
TEMPLATE;; © me

[autumn',]

Autumn blinked as the blonde girl attempted to seduce the handsome boy. Eeeeever so carefully, Autumn edged off the booth and backed away toward the bar. She approached the waitress, glancing back toward the drunkards back at the booth before speaking. "May I speak with you manager...I have an..... inquiry to make."

[/color] The waitress nodded, putting down the glass she was cleaning and heading to a back room. A few very uncomfortable minutes later, a large, slightly robust man appeared around the corner, stopping short with his eyes popping wide. He noticed Autumn standing at the bar, and uncomfortable expression on her face. "You...uh... called for me?" He asked, his gaze drifting back to the booth. "Yes. Sir, I'd like your permission to make an arrest in your bar."[/color] Autumn discreetly pulled her badge from her purse, and a pair of spare hand-cuffs. She never went anywhere without them. "We'll call it a public disturbance?"[/color] Her voice was persuading.

The manager nodded, his eyes darting around. "Get on with it, then." He disappeared behind the corner again. Autumn squared her shoulders, flipping her badge up in the air as she walked to the scanty girls. No need for a uniform, she had been working undercover all day, and this was her dinner break.

"Miss, I'm going to have to ask you to put your hands behind your back. You," she said, pointing to Tom and Blithe, "and you. On the ground." Her voice was stern and dead serious.

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word count,' 250
muse,' Bursting to the brim....I think.
character mood,' She's thinking "SWEET JUSTICE." (Filthy riffraff....)
outfit,' Work Clothes
for,' The amazing Ms. Mars and Lalamoo

notes,' >D
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