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 Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2016 8:00 am
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Good snack breaks are always good. "Don't mind. I can cook." He shrugged, though he was thinking more of stopping by somewhere to eat anyways. But cooking wasn't a bad idea... saves the money, but he always preferred making food himself rather than purchasing it. Another person ordered half a dozen tequila shots, and Alexander was quick to get to work. He pulled up a circular gold tray, and placed six shot glasses on it, and filled each glass, dropping a drop or two of lemon juice in it - he remembered the customer asking for this to be done last time. He slid the tray over to the person, smiling the same effortless and indifferent smile he had given Coorah before, and then turned his attention back to her.
"I could use another drink, Alex." she says, "How about a bloody Mary his time - I like this drink a bit more on the 'bloody' side -" Alexander stared at her dumbfounded, up until he revealed her fangs to him. His furrowed his brows at her, "I'm not feeding you my blood." He said, straightforward and sternly. He just met her, and Alexander isn't fond of the thought of being touched all together. The idea of feeding her his blood was far beyond what Alexander would even do for a good friend. He certainly didn't mean to be rude, but he was a laconic man. Straight forward, to the point, no sugar coating. And quite frankly, there was no getting it out of him. How was she supposed to get her blood? Alex remembered the last blood-sucking-whatever usually kept a pouch of it with him in case he became thirsty.
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Bank. $1000 || Status. Single || Outfit. Work Uniform || ooc. sorry i thought i replied!!
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2016 9:00 am
╔══════════════╗ ►ι αм: Curious◄ ►мσηєу: $1000◄ ►ωнαт αм ι ∂σιηg: Talking to Alex◄ ►ωнєяє αм ι: Neon Lights◄ ►ωнαт αм ι ωєαяιηg: Something nice◄ ►мαякιиgѕ: Back Tattoo, Upper Arms/Left Hip Tattoo, Upper Right Shoulder, Right Thigh Tattoo◄ ►ςσи∂ιтισи: Healthy◄ ►αςςєит: Australian◄ ►вℓσσ∂ ρσιитѕ: 75/100◄ ╚══════════════╝  How nice of Alex to offer to cook snacks for the both of them should he decide to offer her a decent tour of the island. It should be interesting to see what he prepares for them in comparison to just buying food along the way. It could be something simple like mini sandwiches or something fancy like bruschetta. With these thoughts in mind, Coorah waited patiently for Alex's response to her unusual request. Fortunately he understood what she meant by the time she revealed her fangs but he denied feeding her his own blood. What a shame but at least he was not being rude about it. She isn't the type to force someone to give her something she wants so she will just leave it at that. Instead she took out a pill bottle from her bag, opened it and took out a white tablet from it before closing the pill bottle and putting it back into her bag. Then she said to Alex,"I see. It seems like I will have to substitute with this thing here...what a shame really. It doesn't taste as natural or delicious as the real thing. I'll just take the non-bloody Bloody Mary then...but I must ask this: What would you cook if you were giving me the unofficial tour guide of the island? Or would that be a surprise?"[OOC: Its alright. I was in my finals week of school so I been busy ^.^]
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2016 6:06 pm
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Alex was a human, but he wasn't naive to the world of supernatural creatures. They reigned power in the Athens in the drug world for a very long time. Vampires especially. He wasn't entirely sure if Coorah was a vampire herself - he still has very little knowledge of what is out there. For all he knows she could just very well be a human leech - but the blood-sucking thing was not his forte. He avoided it at all costs. There was something dehumanizing and offsetting about the image and the idea of being someone's juice box that put Alex on edge. But he supposed it was better off that she had asked than jumped to it. Or else Alexander would have lost his job for fist fighting a customer...
Sometimes, he wished he could leave the trauma of living on the streets behind him.
But Coorah took the rejection fairly well. She went on about how it was too bad because it tasted better, but that was good for her. Alex saw nothing good coming out of it for him. But at least she had a substitute right? At least she wouldn't die of... starvation? Or would it be dehydration? Whatever...
With that, the subject reverted back to him cooking for their possible island tour. Alex pulled up a glass that he had then rimmed with sea salt and followed it out with a cocktail shaker that he had filled with the basics needed for a classic bloody mary; tomato juice, Tabasco sauce, two ice cubes, jigger vodka, and salt and pepper for taste. With one hand, he shook the cocktail vigorously, while he leaned against the counter top, elbow propped up, resting his chin in his hand. "Don't know... depends... what do you prefer? Sweet or sour? Tangy or Spicy? Gourmet? Junk food? Snacks or Meal?" Alexander could make absolutely anything out of whatever food you placed in front of him. Even though he only knew how to make Mediterranean styled dishes, there wasn't any limit in what he could do with it.
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Bank. $1000 || Status. Single || Outfit. Work Uniform || ooc. sorry i thought i replied!!
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2016 10:40 pm
╔══════════════╗ ►ι αм: Curious◄ ►мσηєу: $1000◄ ►ωнαт αм ι ∂σιηg: Talking to Alex◄ ►ωнєяє αм ι: Neon Lights◄ ►ωнαт αм ι ωєαяιηg: Something nice◄ ►мαякιиgѕ: Back Tattoo, Upper Arms/Left Hip Tattoo, Upper Right Shoulder, Right Thigh Tattoo◄ ►ςσи∂ιтισи: Healthy◄ ►αςςєит: Australian◄ ►вℓσσ∂ ρσιитѕ: 72/100◄ ╚══════════════╝
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2016 10:29 am
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"Vegan snacks... noted." He said with a final nod, unscrewing the cap to the cocktail shaker and carefully pouring out its contents into the glass. He added a celery and a straw into the glass and slid it her way, finally noting that drink on her tab as well. "You're a personal trainer? In what exactly?" He asked somewhat curious, "I used to do personal training myself. I specialized in wrestling, boxing, and self-defense. Dieting wasn't so much so the focus. Just the skill. What the person can and cannot do, and how it can be used to benefit them." Alexander chose not to mention that dieting wasn't too much of a focus because nobody really had the privilege to choose what and what not to eat. You just ate what you could afford or find.
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Bank. $1000 || Status. Single || Outfit. Work Uniform || ooc. - - -
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2016 5:55 pm
╔══════════════╗ ►ι αм: Curious◄ ►мσηєу: $1000◄ ►ωнαт αм ι ∂σιηg: Talking to Alex◄ ►ωнєяє αм ι: Neon Lights◄ ►ωнαт αм ι ωєαяιηg: Something nice◄ ►мαякιиgѕ: Back Tattoo, Upper Arms/Left Hip Tattoo, Upper Right Shoulder, Right Thigh Tattoo◄ ►ςσи∂ιтισи: Healthy◄ ►αςςєит: Australian◄ ►вℓσσ∂ ρσιитѕ: 100/100◄ ╚══════════════╝
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2016 10:52 am
xxxx{ ② ωєєк тιмє sкιρ }
→ мσиםαч, ғєвяυαяч ⑤тн ←
םαч ① σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ①②0 ◦
( ③ мσитнs, ③0 םαчs )
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2016 11:06 pm
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❛I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand and the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow.
I wish I had a thousand words for love but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep.
And there are no words for that.❜
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I'm feeling: Indifferent | I'm with: Alexander | I'm wearing: Casual | I have feelings for: No One | I have: $1000
The fox frowned, watching him place the ten dollar bill on the counter. "I said I'd pay, didn't I?" she huffed and puffed, taking the ten dollar bill and slid it back into his pocket while she replaced it with her own, including a small amount of tip for the waitress. She noticed signs of dismay upon his features and she lowered her gaze. Vixen didn't know how to answer because she, too, did not have the habit of saying 'I love you,' to Inari. However, the one thing she knew is that she loved her creator a lot, to the moon and back, from head to toe. It felt awkward saying such thinggs out of the blue and she wondered if it was the same for Mercer. She placed a hand on his arm while her eyes fixed onto his grey orbs. "He most definitely does love you. There's no mistake about that. Maybe it's a little hard for him to say it, that's all." she reassured him before she pushed herself off the bar stool and took the arm he offered. She was able to comfortably latch her arm around his with the heels she wore and she did as was told: to lead the way.
It wasn't too far from where they were if they took the shortcuts. A ten to fifteen minutes walk, at least. The signboard for the nightclub wasn't too hard to notice since it was surrounded with a glimmering neon light. She pushed the door into the establishment, wondering if Alex was any where to be seen which in fact, he wasn't. Vixen frowned and made her way to the counter, pondering just where her bartender had run off to this time of the day. The music was loud but she didn't mind, she needed something to drown her thoughts out, something to rid of the depressing thoughts that were starting to cloud her mind. "B-52, thanks." she pushed herself up on the bar stool, still grumbling about how tall they were. She noticed a familiar woman in the distance, the one who accussed the fox of sleeping with her husband. She rolled her eyes, noting how the woman eyed her with signs of hostility within her gaze. Vixen didn't mind as long as she doesn't come over and cause a scene like she did the last time she was here. She shrugged and shifted her gaze towards Alexander, golden irises flickering under the dim lights. "Sorry if it's a little too loud for you. I needed an environment to drown some thoughts out." the fox smiled, and gently brushed her finger against his chin. "Thanks for the company, sweetheart."
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2016 11:33 pm
 Alexander Frey________________________________________ Health:Excellent Mood:Happy Thoughts:"Sounds good!" Company:Vixen Status:Single Account:$790.00 Profile_______________________________________ Alexander sat down next to Vixen and smiled a bit as he placed a finger in one the ear that was facing away from her "I'll admit, a place like this is very foreign to me!" he said with a small smile as he then shook his head "It is no problem, I'm always glad to keep a lovely lady company!" Alexander called out once again as he looked around the club. He's actually never stepped foot inside a place like this before since he's never had a reason too, what with having to raise Mercer by the time he was nineteen. Looking at the place now Alexander felt like he didn't really miss much in his youth, maybe it was because he was older now but the young people doing obscene dance moves and the pounding music that was vibrating him to the core didn't seem to appeal to him all that much. Maybe if he was a bit younger. None the less Mercer looked over at Vixen with a smile "You can order a drink for me, I don't do it that often to know what's good!" _______________________________________ Translations
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2016 3:06 am
▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Vixen Guardian Spirit
❛I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand and the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow.
I wish I had a thousand words for love but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep.
And there are no words for that.❜
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I'm feeling: Indifferent | I'm with: Alexander | I'm wearing: Casual | I have feelings for: No One | I have: $1000
She felt bad bringing him to such a place, thinking it might be a little too loud for a first timer but hearing how he said he didn't mind, Vixen breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, thank goodness. I was starting to worry if it'd be a little too loud for you.." she twiddled her thumb, awaiting the arrival of her drink. The nightclub is a loud place to be at but it was one of her favourite hiding spots mainly because she could tease McQueen while he was working and also because they offered a wider variety of drinks. Her ears flickered upon hearing the word 'lovely lady' that further boosted her already large ego. She straightened herself up and crossed her legs, a proud look plastered upon her face. Her suspicions were confirmed when Alexander asked for her to order a drink for him. She wondered if he had good alcohol tolerance but after a solid minute of wondering, she supposed she might as well let him admire the handiwork of a bartender.
"Another b-52 and a white russian, thanks." she stated, assuming he'd be a fan of coffee judging by the drink he ordered back at the cafe. It came not too long after, drinks in a shot glass with the top layer alight in flames. She propped a straw in and emptied its content at once, feeling the burn down her throat while the alcohol rushed to her head in the split second. The burn felt amazing and she could feel herself loosen up ever so slightly. "You should hurry before the flame burns the alcohol away. Careful though, it's intense." she stated, sliding the white russian towards him. "This is a white russian. It's made from vodka, coffee liqueur and cream. I figured you'd liked coffee judging by how big a cup of coffee you ordered a while ago." she stated, finding it a little awkward to assume such things about a person without asking. The fox gazed at the bartender as she pondered on the drink she wanted to order. Her fingers gently tapped against the counter, her feet dangling off the bar stool. "It's illegal to have bar stools this high up! I feel like a child" she huffed, "Hit me up with a screwdriver, will ya'?" orange juice on vodka. Acid on acid. Double the burn, why not?
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2016 5:36 am
Alexander Frey________________________________________ Health:Excellent Mood:Happy Thoughts:"Hm tasty!" Company:Vixen Status:Single Account:$800.00 Profile_______________________________________ Alexander smirked and gave Vix a thumbs up when she told him what the drink was "You made a good guess! Coffee runs through my veins more than blood!" he quickly downed the drink without pause and smirked Ja! That was excellent! Bring me another!" he ordered from the Bartender shortly after Vix did. Alexander didn't feel much of anything from that drink, as she said the alcohol must have burnt off, that was more than likely it. Meanwhile a thought popped into his head that caused Alexander to chuckle a small bit before looking over at Vixen "You asked for a screwdriver? Did you wish to adjust your height?" Alexander quickly burst out laughing at his terrible joke, oh how he loved his humor. _______________________________________ TranslationsJa- Yes
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2016 10:59 pm
▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Vixen Guardian Spirit
❛I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand and the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow.
I wish I had a thousand words for love but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep.
And there are no words for that.❜
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I'm feeling: Indifferent | I'm with: Alexander | I'm wearing: Casual | I have feelings for: No One | I have: $1000
It appears her assumptions were right. The fox smiled, a victorious expression appearing almost in an instant. Oh, how splendid it felt knowing she had gotten someone's preference right. He ordered another and she chuckled, watching the bartender mix up another White Russian for him. "Do you ever fall ill to caffeine overdose? You seem to really love coffee-" she chuckled, finding it quite strange though she knew she'd worry for his well being it he weren't properly taken care of. But nonetheless, he had his son to worry about him so she figured he'd be fine. Her orange alcoholic drink came shortly after, served on the rocks in a highball glass with a straw popped in.
Straws.
She never really liked straws in her drinks. It made her head fuzzy quicker than anything else. Even her alcohol tolerance couldn't handle it quite well. Nevertheless, she sipped her drink through the straw, feeling the burn down her throat. It burned hard, harder than the first drink she had but it felt good. It felt so good. Her eyes shot towards Alexander once he spoke up and poked fun at her situation. Vixen's features fell flat and she continued to stare at him while he laughs hysterically over his own joke, which in return had triggered laughter out of her system too.
Quite an amusing person, actually.
"Hey, I may be small but I'm a pretty good brawler. I'll whoop your giant a** within a good minute, just you watch." a brawler in bed, to be precise. The fox chuckled. Of course, she won multiple fights over the years but not without her little cunning antics. She wouldn't be called a fox if she played it fairly. She took her straw out and downed another quarter of her drink. She could feel the fuzziness kicking in. She's still conscious. Very conscious, in fact. It'd take a few more glass to get her tipsy.
"Stop laughing at my height! You're all just too damn tall."
Out.Of.Crocodiles: sorry for the late reply ; A ; FINALS IN TWO DAYS //SOBSOBSOB
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2016 11:43 pm
Alexander FreyHealth:Excellent Mood:Happy Thoughts:"Hm tasty!" Company:Vixen Status:Single Account:$800.00 Profile_______________________________________ Alexander's laughing finally slowed down as he gave Vix a casual smirk as he was handed his own drink by the Bartender "I have no doubt Frau Vix, it is always the teeny, tiny one's we giants need to watch out for!" he laughed again before downing his drink, still not feeling much of anything besides a burn in his throat. He then raised his glass "Another!" he ordered before looking back at Vix, remembering her previous question "Nein! As I said, coffee runs through these veins!" Alexander stated, patting his own arm "I've been drinking coffee since I was just a small Kind, of course Mein Mutter was VERY mad at Vater for getting me hooked..." he laughed a small bit, remembering how his Mother actually took him to a doctor just to be sure he was OK. _______________________________________ Out.Of.Cookies:Lol It's fine. Finals ******** blow, I'll send you all my happy energy to help you! smile biggrin whee cool blaugh ninja The ninja is there in case you need your teacher...you know... emotion_zombie TranslationsFrau- Ms Vater- Father Mutter- Mother Kind- Child Nein- No Mein- My
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2016 9:01 am
▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Vixen Guardian Spirit
❛I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand and the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow.
I wish I had a thousand words for love but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep.
And there are no words for that.❜
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I'm feeling: Indifferent | I'm with: Alexander | I'm wearing: Casual | I have feelings for: No One | I have: $1000
"You're damn right, sweetheart~!"
She chuckled watching him down his drink and ordering yet another glass of white russian. How many has it been? Three? The fox swept her raven locks to the side, revealing her neck that was hidden under her thick layers of hair. She fiddled with her glass, emptying the contents within it in one shot. 'Slow down..' she thought, but her body did otherwise. Before her mind had a chance to process what was happening, her mouth was running, "Ice bomb. A glass of ice bomb." she ordered and turned around as soon as Alexander started to speak of his caffeine addiction. She laughed at his story, knowing full well it was the same for the fox and her sugar addiction. She loved desserts, any form of desserts and it would be the only thing she eats for her three meals. Her drink arrived, and she stared at the contents that shone in a vibrant blue and pink. A smile curved her lips and she downed her drink. It burned. This time around, it burned bad and the fox coughed. But it felt good.
"Oh, we're on the same boat then. I have a sweet tooth, you see.. and let's just say my guardian wasn't exactly fond with my eating habits. Neither was my twin." she couldn't help it. She needed her daily dose of sugar or she'd go on a rampage. "I mean.. they've definitely loosen up a little after I came to Soleil." she stated. Not that Inari ever cared that much, her guardian had too much kitsunes to worry about but that wasn't the case for her twin brother. He was onto her every chance he gets. Vixen rolled her eyes and chuckled, finding the memory rather funny. The music was pounding, the beat pulsing through every fiber of her body. She smiled and emptied the contents of her drink into her stomach. She felt herself loosen up and her golden irises flicked towards Alexander, her eyes flickering within the dark as she locked her eyes onto his. She wanted to move, to let the music carry her through the night. She smiled.
"Hey.. let's dance."
Out.Of.Crocodiles: Ohoho the ninja. I could use it to blind my lecturers //sobs
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