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 Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2016 8:12 pm
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 5:24 pm
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 Alexus Lee Daniels
Alexus took his off day and decided he needed something exciting to do with it. This city was 'exciting', but in a terrifying get-scarred-for-life kinda way. Compared to the big cities he was used to living in, this place actually had nothing to do at all. The only place he would assume differently for was Neon Lights. Of course, it had a strip club and a dance floor. He could count that out, knowing it would upset Rylee to hear he was even there. Sometimes he felt like he was being watched to make sure he didn't fall of his sobriety, and all it was really doing was choking him off from having any fun whatsoever. But he couldn't blame his wife, he'd given her many a reason and example to be uncomfortable with his wanderings. He was still proving himself, he supposed, but it was torture. Maybe he did still want to look at women, was it wrong to still want that freedom? Or maybe getting married had been the wrong choice? Rylee was still the one he wanted, but the limitation of having to deny himself what he loved was a constant battle. How could he possibly find the best solution to keep his wife and himself happy? He contemplated busily, using his shoulder to let himself inside a small quiet bar on his side of town. Swaying his way to the bar, the deathling leaned on the smooth dark wood top and tapped his fingers while scoring the menu with his eyes.
Deathling |◈|Agenda: Start this morning with a drink |◈|With: n/a | |◈|Grand Escape/ Driving |◈|Living @: 1414 Doux |◈|Spending funds: $1146 |◈|Last Purchase: n/a
|◈| Lust: ◉◉◉◉◉ |◈| Adrenaline: ◉◉◉◉◉
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 5:30 pm
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2016 7:57 pm
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Alexus Lee Daniels
"Lesse...Ill start with a Shark Attack and a Lava Flow, and cook me up some fried pickles." Alexus spoke, fingers still drumming on the bar top as he decided his order and lowered his eyes. They immediately shifted over to inspect a duel-colored haired, Heterochromatic eye'd famale in what he would label as punk rock clothing. That was something he usually came across in motorcycle gangs and underground clubs, the deathling a little surprised to see one without a beefy, mustached douche on her arm. He could walk in at anymore moment, though, he wasn't going to take any chances. Hooking the palm of us hand under his chin, the married man eyes her a little longer before speaking. "Terrible weather we're having, am I right? Are you here to get out of the cold, hun?" He attempted, a smooth, incorruptible smirk on his face as his crimson orbs settled in her pink-grey ones. She didn't look hostile or anything, but he'd know within a few minutes of her opening her mouth whether she'd be nice or tell him to shove a boot up his- No judging! One's appearance had very little to do with what you're like! He certainly didn't look like a bell hop being dressed in-...okay, maybe he did in this floral shirt. He didn't look like an author, though! She could be a sweetheart for all he knew, and he would find out.
Deathling |◈|Agenda: Start this morning with a drink |◈|With: ?? | |◈|Grand Escape/ Driving |◈|Living @: 1414 Doux |◈|Spending funds: $1146 |◈|Last Purchase: Food & drinks -$19
|◈| Lust: ◉◉◉◉◉ |◈| Adrenaline: ◉◉◉◉◉
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2016 2:07 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2016 7:35 am
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Alexus Lee Daniels
Alex raised a brow, keeping one arm on the bar top as he turned to face the older woman. Giving her an incredulous look over, he raised one hand palm out as if to stop her from further words. "Lady, don't get your panties in a bunch. I only said two things to you and neither of the insinuations you just threw at me were even close to what I said." He corrected, rolling his eyes and looking up as his fried pickles were served. What the heck was her problem, was she scared to be spoken to in a bar? He'd understand a bit of caution, but not out right flying off the handle. Sheesh, his second guess was right. Spinning on his bar stool, he dipped the first slice of pickle in ranch and popped it his mouth. "Nice to meet ya, Mrs Ava the Tattoo Artist. I'm Alex, a man who's satisfied with his wife." The deathling continued, being 'polite' of the fact she'd shared her name in the middle of her whatever that had been. "And if it eases your mind, I'm didn't come here to have an affair." He added, nodding his thanks for his drink and lifting his eyes to the sports on television. If anything, he was trying to figure out how not to become a philander...again. He made a promise, and he loved his wife. So there!
Deathling |◈|Agenda: Start this morning with a drink |◈|With: Ava | |◈|Grand Escape/ Driving |◈|Living @: 1414 Doux |◈|Spending funds: $1146 |◈|Last Purchase: Food & drinks -$19
|◈| Lust: ◉◉◉◉◉ |◈| Adrenaline: ◉◉◉◉◉
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 12:47 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 10:06 am
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✦"I'm currently with No One and located at Shimmering Starfish"
✦"I'm currently Taken and I'm interested in my Girlfriend"
✦"I'm thinking about "..."
✦"I have $200 in my pocket and $1400 in the bank"
✦"Currently I'm wearing "Cold Casual"
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Leon made his way to work, not that he wanted to go exactly. Still a bit confused on the last two weeks, the redhead was still trying to catch his bearings. He fumbled with the lock for a few moments before twisting it unlocked. The man shuffled into the familiar building, feeling glad to be out of the cold. He gingerly fixed his beanie atop his head whilst scanning the immediate area. Was anyone else here yet or was it just going to be a day alone serving drinks? His train of thought stopped abruptly when remembering that he had been technically MIA for two weeks, had anyone bothered calling out for him? He sighed, hoping Sarah had reminded Leo or done so herself. He gingerly walked further into the bar, watching out for any co-workers or his boss. Though it was the morning shift so he highly doubted anyone was here yet. After searching around one thing became apparent, it was like a twister ran through the building. Had no one been here for the past few weeks? He grumbled for a moment before scrounging around under the counter-top and grabbing a few cleaning supplies. A broom and a dust pan, a rag and some cleaning spray. He sighed after looking at the mass of mess sprayed across the workplace, though he knew if it wasn't cleaned he'd get an earful of a lecture.
After about ten minutes of cleaning Leon had already exhausted his mental capacity to focus on such an annoying task. He sucked his teeth before moving back to the bar, grabbing a class and cleaning it out. It wasn't like the mess was his fault, there were other employees...right? Feeling unnecessary guilt, the redhead decided to take 5 before going back to cleaning the rest of the mess.
Real love is the love that sometimes arises after sensual pleasure; if it does, it is immortal: the other kind inevitably goes stale, for it lies in mere fantasy.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2016 4:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2016 10:50 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2016 10:32 am
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▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ 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: No One | I'm wearing: Sassy Classy | I have feelings for: No One | I have: $1000
Her petite feet carried her downtown first thing in the morning, her long raven tresses that were once straight are now done in a wavy manner, fluttering behind her as she walked. Her coat draped loosely round her shoulders, her skintight clothes hugged her body, enhancing her already curvy body. She pushed upon the door, setting her handbag down in the locker before she came back out and served the customers with her ever so bubbly personality. She was well liked in the bar. With the regulars, at least. She loved her job and time seemed to pass slowly for her when she's in the establishment. She felt relaxed, much less on edge than how she usually was.
"Good mornin' love! The usual again, I bet!" She seemed less enthusiastic today despite her bubbly tone of voice. Probably due to the events that occured during the past two days. Thank goodness the giant wasn't around. If he is, she'd claw his face off.. if she's tall enough to reach it. She breathed a sigh, passing the food to the customers before she sat by the bar and watched whatever was played on television.
Rio Olympics, apparently.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2016 12:23 pm
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  ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Zara had decided on following Vixen to work and having a few drinks herself after she had finished settling from her trip. It wouldn't hurt to go out and get back into the feel of Soleil. Plus it would be a little fun to see Vixen actually working. However, the fox didn't seem to have so much care to stay alongside her siren companion, and ran off to the bar way ahead of her. Zara made no true attempt to catch up, she instead kept her usual, rather slow pace. By the time she arrived, Vixen was already behind the counter getting right to work. She raised a brow, and modestly covered the smirk and rising urge to let out a mocking laugh. Her friend loved her job as a bartender. It was just such an odd sight to actually see her at it!
As Vixen took care of a customer - flashing them an enthusiastic smile and all - Zara took a seat around the bar a few seats down from Vixen, setting down her bag, and straightening out her skirt. She waited for her to finish before casually waving at her for her attention, "Oh bartender~" Zara called teasingly, "Would you be a doll and pour me the sweetest wine you have?" She'll hold back on the harder things for now. Zara always started with a red wine, then eased her way into strictly Tequilas and Vodkas - it was no good for a girl her small stature to drink as heavily as she did... but then again, when was Zara one to be the type to back down from the risky and risque? ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ The Shimmering Starfish || ᴡɪᴛʜ Vixen || ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ $1000
sᴛᴀᴛᴜs Single || ᴍᴏᴏᴅ Easy-Going || ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ Casual Wear
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