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Re: Bittere Realität Rhythm and Blues
By: MrV117 Date: May 10, 2012, 1:37 pm
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He smiles and takes the drink. He takes a sip of his drink. As
he drinks his drink as he listens in on their conversation. He
turns to the girls.
"Maybe you ladies can help me with something here. I was walking
around town getting used to the lay of the land and I came
across this place called ummmm"
He snaps his fingers as if he came up with a great idea or
something.
"The Whirling Dervish. I tried to go there but it was closed. I
was just wondering If you lovely ladies knew what kind of club
is it? It looks like my type of place."
He looks to the German woman and winks at her
" no offense good looking"
He takes another sip of his drink.
#Post#: 90--------------------------------------------------
Re: Bittere Realität Rhythm and Blues
By: NyxPsyche Date: May 10, 2012, 2:11 pm
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"The Whirling Dervish is owned by my brother and I. It is
currently under reconstruction, as Devon wanted a
more...sophisticated feel to it." Absinthe shrugged. "That's why
I'm here. He won't let me at any of the booze until we open up."
She smiled at Jessika. "Not that I don't love B.R. Just
that...Well, The Whirling Dervish is home."
#Post#: 93--------------------------------------------------
Re: Bittere Realität Rhythm and Blues
By: Itchigo513 Date: May 10, 2012, 2:49 pm
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The Nos squeezes the girl's hand gently, as if to say there is
no need to apologize.
"I admit that this type of place is not for everyone, she says
with a wave of her hand, "But after de last bar I owned, I felt
dat a change of scenery and tempo vould be nice."
A waitress in a short cocktail dress stopped by the bar and
deposited the most recent list of orders before hurrying to wipe
down another table. Jessika glanced over the list, and started
making up the requests as she spoke. "I decided that de Delta's
mixture of soul vould be a nice change because, after all,
Kanalratten's music vas born from a mix of rhythm & blues and
soul. I vould have been happy to return to Memphis again to
settle for a vile, but Sarah insisted on returning to New
Orleans", she looked lovingly at the dark haired beauty who
smiled back, "So naturally, I couldn't let her have all the fun
without me."
#Post#: 94--------------------------------------------------
Re: Bittere Realität Rhythm and Blues
By: MrV117 Date: May 10, 2012, 3:17 pm
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" well let me know when the club is open I would love to stop
by. "
He looks around the bar then back at the Nos.
" Yeah I understand what you mean by change of scenery and
tempo. Things are so.......and do not take this the wrong way
slow here. In New York its like bam bam bam got to keep moving.
I like here its .....relaxed. "
He looks around motion for the Nos to come close to him.
He speaks to her in a low voice so no one else can here because
he just does not know who is who.
" I understand Nos are the know it alls of the vampire world.
Are there any people I should know about, where to go, where not
to go, I just do not want to step on anyone's toes is all."
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Re: Bittere Realität Rhythm and Blues
By: NyxPsyche Date: May 10, 2012, 10:39 pm
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"Mz. Jessika? I'm having some difficulty hearing your new
friend. Can you tell him to speak up?" Absinthe smirks and
glances toward the male, making the red surrounding her irises
quite visible, as the black light does not illuminate the center
of the whites. She trails her fingers along the counter-top, and
frowns. "Am I missing a drink?" She bites her lower lip, drawing
a pinch of her own blood.
#Post#: 97--------------------------------------------------
Re: Bittere Realität Rhythm and Blues
By: Itchigo513 Date: May 11, 2012, 1:21 am
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Jessika slides the glass closer to Absinthe, gently clicking her
nails on the glass, "Sorry dear, dis von was meant for you. And,
no, you aren't missing anything. Our new friend, here, is just
trying to be hush hush on the night owl front."
She then looks at the man before her, "Mr. Pride, you are in de
South now, everyt'ing moves slower. They like taking der time",
she chucks to herself, "New Olreans is called the Big Easy,
after all. I recommend you not be lazy, and do some of your own
research into this thing people down here like to call 'manners'
and 'social politeness and niceties'." At the last comment,
Sarah starts to laugh in spite of herself.
Jessika continues, despite the interruption. "Since you look
young, I'll give you dis von for free: Treat everyvon with
respect around here - from de hobos to the business owners - you
nevar know who is an average Joe, and who de boss is. In New
Orleans, few things are as it appears, and nothing is to be
assumed. Dis is von of de oldest cities in de United States - it
has it's secrets, and it likes them that vay. Be genuine, be
polite, and try not to bullshit too much, de schmart people
around here vill see right through it." Her voice trails off as
she watches the band take the stage again, "But, yeah", she
looks back at him, "Dat von was free. Anyting more specific may
cost you next time", she adds with a saleswoman grin.
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Re: Bittere Realität Rhythm and Blues
By: NyxPsyche Date: May 11, 2012, 1:03 pm
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Absinthe chuckles, and glances towards Jessika. "Mamma Jess, if
I didn't know how you felt about affection, I'd give you a hug
right now." She smiles toward the male. "Don't worry, dude.
We're not all sour and dour. You just need to learn to flow with
the times, and here, the times are quite evenly paced." She
glances across the dimly lit floor and grins a coyote's grin.
"Of course, it's not all mellow and chill. You just gotta find
the right group if you want to speed up the chaos. You should
have a chat with my brother. He's amazing for adding a bit of
excitement to the everyday lifestyle. I remember this one time,
he..." Her voice trails off, a sudden look of pain on her face.
"I...I'm sorry. I thought I heard something..." She mumbles into
the glass that sits in front of her, lost in her own thoughts.
#Post#: 107--------------------------------------------------
Re: Bittere Realität Rhythm and Blues
By: Itchigo513 Date: May 11, 2012, 2:49 pm
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"Devon", Sarah picks up where Absinthe left off, "tends to run
with a livelier bunch than us old folks since he is from a
faster-paced time. Once the club re-opens, I highly recommend
you swing by. He always knows how to put on a good show."
#Post#: 108--------------------------------------------------
Re: Bittere Realität Rhythm and Blues
By: Grimm Date: May 11, 2012, 3:25 pm
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The doors open and a handsome man in an Armani suit saunters up
to the bar.
"My ears are burning Sara, were you talking about me?"
Devon pulls out an Expensive looking, antique Drinking horn and
Smiles warmly at jessika "is my tab still open here Beautiful?
whats your most expensive scotch?"
#Post#: 109--------------------------------------------------
Re: Bittere Realität Rhythm and Blues
By: NyxPsyche Date: May 11, 2012, 3:57 pm
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Absinthe perks up to the sound of the male's voice and hops off
the stool. She swings around the others on bar stools, touching
each shoulder gently, until she reaches the touch of expensive
fabric. She pulls up the stool closest to Devon, and sits,
nuzzling into his shoulder. "Hello love! We were just talking to
the nice gentleman about you. Pride, meet my brother, Devon."
She hums softly to herself as she strokes the suit. "Oh, you're
wearing the green one, today, are you? In a good mood?"
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