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Post by dakota on Nov 8, 2006 8:09:30 GMT -5
Kristian smiled and led Sierra to an empty table. Once they were seated, he asked concernedly," you sure your okay? I know this is probly more of our kind than you've ever been around before." A waitress, obviously a meta because of her body fur, came up to the table. " What can I get you folks?"
Kristian ordered a beer before turning to Sierra, " whatever you want, I'm buying."
Vance watched the newest arrivals come in and sit down at a table with interest, before asking," what do you think bud? Metas or norms?"
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Post by shiivster on Nov 8, 2006 12:22:03 GMT -5
*one hand rubs the opposite arm as if fighting off a chill and then after looking at the waitress seems to relax slightly 'uhhh ... i'll have what he's having .. thanks ... '
*a small part of the mind wonders about how the waitress got that hair. then shaking her head to clear it of thought, smiles at Kristien 'jeez, this feels so strange. you know how people get goosebumps? ... it feels like my skin wants to run away. so you know any of these people?' *glancing about now, the itchy making her restless now as her mind focuses on trying to control the itch and getting her fill of what's in the area 'we can dance? ... well .. i didn't know that sitting still is okay, well you know .. moving about will .... ' *blinks at Kristien, worried she's put her foot in it again.
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Post by thagema on Nov 8, 2006 12:51:02 GMT -5
Craig contemplated the name for a minute, but couldn't recall ever hearing it. He shrugged his shoulders in response, but noticed Vance wasn't looking at him anymore.
Craig looked at the pair with interest. Realizing he was being way too obvious, he threw back another drink before answering.
"It's hard to tell. If I had to guess I'd say metas because of the club. Considering our surroundings that would be safe assumption," Craig answered. "Is she the target?"
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Post by shiivster on Nov 8, 2006 13:05:26 GMT -5
*covers the lips with her fingers as the eyes move about. then the faint giggle is seen, as the shoulders shake slightly in the moisy place. ' ... sorry?... just nerves i think ' *then closes the eyes momentarily as she gains more control over her immediate personal space, and then opens the eyes and looks at Kristien and smiles 'better i think ... i dont wanna run away now... '
*the smile of relief is honest and large as she gains a small measure of control over what is overpowering her. the pink cheeks seem to burn as she watches Kristien and then looks away, flustered and embaressed
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Post by dakota on Nov 8, 2006 21:50:25 GMT -5
" I know a few of them. Here, let me see if this helps..." Kristian placed his hands on top of Sierra's. A warm sensation radiated from them and then the itch seemed to be less intense. It was still there, but it wasn't as overpowering. " I should have thought of this sooner. So, you want to dance?" He grinned as the waitress brought their drinks. He pulled her hands so she'd follow him to the dance floor.
" Nah, never saw her before, but I'm pretty sure the guy she's with is a meta. He's been in here a few times." Vance answered as he watched the pair. his attention shifted to the door as a trio of women entered. " Here we go. there's her friends, so she should be along anytime now. Drink up, almost time to earn your cut." He said as the three took a table near the middle of the room.
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Post by shiivster on Nov 8, 2006 22:32:18 GMT -5
*the look of relief and intense gratitude shines in the eyes. and has no care that she is "wearing her heart on her sleeve". the fact that Kristien cared enough to find out a way to help dull the sensation in the skin feels wonderful.
*held by him as he leads the way to the dance floor, confesses 'i'm not that clever at dancing. i might embarass you ... ' *giving a strangled look briefly that shows her concern about that .. then its caught and held by the various meta's that seem to have no care about themselves ... and for the first time since arriving in the city feels relaxed and happy
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Post by thagema on Nov 9, 2006 17:16:57 GMT -5
Craig's heart began to beat faster. Taking a deep breath, he took a long, slow drink. Feeling his heart rate slow to a more acceptable level, he placed his glass back on the table.
"I'm not going to ask you the plan. Just let me know what I need to do. Where do we meet if things go bad," Craig asks in hushed tones.
Maybe it was the alcohol, but Craig was starting to relax.
Just let it ride until the right time. Just let it ride..., he keeps thinking to himself.
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Post by dakota on Nov 9, 2006 20:57:02 GMT -5
" Where do we meet? Hopefully not in a holding cell." Vance chuckled. " And stick to what I told you. I'll do all the work, you just cover my back when she gets here." His attention though wasn't on the door, but on the dance floor.
Kristian held Sierra close as they moved with the music. " That's okay, nobody has noticed yet, so I doubt they will. Didn't I tell you that you'd be able to relax here?"
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Post by shiivster on Nov 9, 2006 22:00:25 GMT -5
*blushes and then grins while nodding. 'you did. its ... you know ... nice tonot have to be on guard. mom said i was 'special'. i didn't believe her then, i do now. thanks for bringing me here ... '
*having no real clue in HOW to dance, just tried to copy some of the others about her and finally laughing as she feels more comfortable. the shirt slipping enough to show some of the 'natural' skin. once the song ends, moves back to the table laughing, smiling and content. the eyes sparkling with her joy.
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Post by dakota on Nov 9, 2006 22:39:08 GMT -5
" See? I told you that you just had to relax and you'd have fun." He smile faded a bit as he looked acrossed the room at a pair of guys seated there. " If I catch that guy staring any more tonight, I'm going to go have a chat with him."
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Post by shiivster on Nov 9, 2006 23:06:53 GMT -5
'staring? .. he knows you then? ... ' *innocently unaware of anything being wrong. turns about to look about, unsure of who Kristien is talking about. then turns back with a shrug and takes a sip of the beer and blinks a couple of times at the taste
'interesting taste .. not what i was expecting .. but thats fine. think its alright to loosen the shirt? .. its warm in here. oh right ... maybe not ... ' *frowns as she recalls her skin and takes another sip 'think we can have some water too?'
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Post by dakota on Nov 11, 2006 0:42:07 GMT -5
" He's not staring at me." Kristian scowled, turning his attention back to Sierra. " Sure, if you want some. and no one will say anything about your markings. The average person would just think that they are a wild tattoo and might ask who did it."
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Post by shiivster on Nov 11, 2006 1:20:43 GMT -5
' .. not staring at you? .. oh don't scowl like that. your face might get stuck that way ... sides i dont think he'ld be looking at me .. its gotta be the people over there' *pointing over the shoulder at some blatently obvious mutants*
*stands up and then moves closer to look at him in the face 'now you just relax .. i have to find the ladies room, i'll be fine. just dont start anything. i'ld be afraid i'll come out and see you patching people up after trying to rip'em a new one ... ' *leans close and gently kisses his cheek and then stands upstraight and grins as she blushes and then starts to head off to the room
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Post by dakota on Nov 11, 2006 1:28:10 GMT -5
" don't worry, I won't do anything foolish." Kristian blushed as she kissed him. Sierra quickly spotted the ladies room. near the door they had come in.
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Post by shiivster on Nov 11, 2006 1:35:17 GMT -5
*heads that way, humming the tune to herself, her body moving like a will-o-the-wisp to avoid getting touched or interfereing with any of the dancers. then slips into the room and moves to do her business, unaware of her natural beauty or how it might be affecting other people about her.
*a short while later, she exits the room andis carrying her shirt, a part of her attention on the fact she had Kristien blushing and grins widely at that thought and starts to weave her way back. the Rock Boa pattern showing under the black sleeveless top of lycra type material. taking Kristien at his word people won't think much about her skin
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