Turkey-san
Almost Famous
~Weapons in the form of words~
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Post by Turkey-san on Jan 26, 2008 0:41:30 GMT -5
Blake heaved a sigh. She had a particularly hectic shift at work that day, and didn't feel like doing much. It was obvious to anyone who cared to look that she had just came from work at The Roxy because she was wearing only a trench coat thrown over her costume and fishnets. She lay there in one of the booths, sprawled out like a starving plant, with one hand draped over the back of the bench, the other one with delicate looking fingers wrapped around her glass of vodka, and her legs stretched out in front of her like a school kid saving a seat for her best friend on the bus. A cigarette hung from her mouth lazily and every once in a while she would move it up with her lips, take a drag, exhale, and let it hang limp once again. She was working on trying to blow the smoke in rings, but it wasn't quite working. Almost, but not quite. She took the cigarette out of her mouth to take a few sips of her drink and returned the cigarette to her mouth.
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Post by >>>Ellie<<< on Jan 26, 2008 4:33:58 GMT -5
Kaia had been leaning on the bar, filing her nails and disdainfully trying to avoid contact with whatever bugs contaminated the bar surface this late in the day. She let her eyes rove over Blake in an unimpressed manner.
Flicking her mane of silky black hair that looked like it had come out of a commercial she sauntered over, "Want a top up?" she asked her, smiling pitifully. Poor kid was probably drowning her poor sorrows.
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Turkey-san
Almost Famous
~Weapons in the form of words~
Posts: 106
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Post by Turkey-san on Jan 26, 2008 21:45:28 GMT -5
"Eh?" Blake said, looking up. She hadn't been paying attention. Once again, she moved her lips and took another drag, this time letting it out through her nose like a cliché bull right before a bull fight, although this contrasted heavily with her still lazy expression. Her cigarette danced gracefully in her mouth, flicked casually by her tongue as her fingernails drummed slowly against the outside of the glass. "I'm good, thanks." she said. "Just had a hard day at 'work'."
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Post by >>>Ellie<<< on Jan 27, 2008 3:00:17 GMT -5
Kaia snorted, "Whats so hard about letting guys shove money down your top?" she asked her, raising one perfectly plucked eyebrow in a sarcastic way.
"Oh wait, let me guess? They spanked your ass too hard?" she pretended to be sympathetic.
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Turkey-san
Almost Famous
~Weapons in the form of words~
Posts: 106
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Post by Turkey-san on Jan 27, 2008 15:31:55 GMT -5
"You wouldn't know if you haven't experienced it." Blake shot back with a glare. "It's more than that. Not that you'd ever fit one pretty little foot in the door of that place. Even though your old man's probably visited places like that at least once. Most every middle aged man has." she said. "Lemme guess, seen the top so now you think you're better than the rest of us? Well lemme tell ya, I'd rather be a whore than some doll with a head like an overinflated balloon and a nose like a dead poodle."
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