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#Post#: 33921--------------------------------------------------
A Chance Encounter. [Sonya x Karahl.]
By: EternalPeace Date: July 9, 2019, 7:49 pm
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The majority of the drunken patrons looked up at Sonya as she
came in. They knew her. they all knew her at by rumours alone
anyway. Sonya Alexa Heart The Forensic Pathologist or as many
called her for short The Doctor Of The Dead, The Freedom Fighter
who succumbed to pressure of duty on the front lines and fell
from the light as a result, her long blonde curls loose, and
flowing elegantly past her breasts the fennec strode with
purpose across to the bar. Aware that many a gaze followed her
as she went but at this point she was far from caring. Her jet
black medical scrubs clinging to her slender frame like a glove
the only thing that caused her to properly stand out among the
gloom was her immaculate crease less white medical coat. Her
expression cool and impassive on the outside those within a near
enough vacancy new all to well to swiftly avert their gaze. It
hadn’t taken long for word to spread that being demoted
and ‘discarded’ by the Freedom Fighters had changed
the once kindly doctor and not for the better.
No one knew exactly how it had happened but she was different a
vision of self-refined elegance and icy composure. As the sound
of her high heels echoed throughout the place conversation faded
just for a moment. Then swelled up again as if acting innocent
would going to give anyone a pass. They talked louder than
necessary laughed louder than necessary at least half of them
hoping that they wouldn’t be the one that the death doctor
wanted to come into contact with. And as for the other half..
well their thoughts for her were much more explicit. Perching
herself on a corner stool at the bar Sonya slipped off her coat.
There were those who were impressed and those that weren’t
but they all looked. They looked at her slender but toned
shoulders, and stole peeks at her abs when her top rode up. This
lady was the very definition of looks can be deceiving. They
could all see the work she put in but it could hardly be
believed at a first glance. Most of them would never know what
she went through to get to where she currently was. None of them
knew the pain that drove her. And she preferred it that way.
Her gaze locking briefly with the bartenders own she made a
polite but silently subtle signal for a stiff double vodka and
ice. With the beginnings of another heavy migraine clouding
behind her temples she felt like she was going to need it.
Not bothering to sip when her shot glass arrived, she downed the
bitter tasting liquid in one go, before signalling for another.
Her gaze never straying from straight ahead the only tip off
that she was listening to what was currently happening around
her was the occasional flicker of her large fluffy ears.
“..Oh c’mon sweetheart don’t be such a priss!
I was giving you a little pat!” His lustful gaze roaming
freely on the young barmaids body, the intoxicated wolf
chuckled, ignoring the other girls blatant discomfort from his
groping as she flounced off. Draining her second shot of vodka a
little more slowly this time round the moment the unfortunate
poor timer had fled to the safety of the bars staff only
allocated room Sonya found herself rising swiftly to her feet.
Her cool gaze settling on the pervert in question instantly.
Though her voice rang out sounding surprisingly pleasant given
the circumstances. “Hey you. Yeah you big man..” The
wolfs attention more than grabbed he was on his feet within
minutes, flashing her what he thought was an attractive toothy
smirk. “Alright sweet cheeks.. you want a piece of this
I’m guessing?”
Coming to a stop in front of him Sonya tilted her head a
fraction before she spoke very bluntly.“I’d rather
not have a piece of someone that thinks a little pat on the
backside here and a little pinch there is socially acceptable ..
you’ve made things so much easier for me standing up.
Would you mind if I gave you a little pat?” She asked with
falsely implicated sweetness and then she slapped him the heel
of her hand crashing into the hinge of his jaw. Stunned the wolf
went up to his heels and toppled backwards unconscious before he
hit the ground. “Be sure to tip your waitress.” She
said to the rest of the semi shocked onlookers before she slunk
back to her bar stool to continue drowning her sorrows.
“You can’t blame a man for trying you have to let me
buy you a drink.” A perfectly plucked eye brow raising, at
her new unwanted company. Sonya was to the point and evidently
dismissive. “No thank you.” Even if the bloke that
was currently trying to pull the moves on her was mildly
appealing, men just weren't for her. Not that was anyones
business let alone any of these scrubs. “Aw..
c’mon.. I know that if you had a couple more drinks with
me I’d start to look so much better baby..”
#Post#: 33922--------------------------------------------------
Re: A Chance Encounter. [Sonya x Karahl.]
By: Karahl Date: July 9, 2019, 10:30 pm
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In the more shadowy corner of the bar a lone figure was
leisurely sipping away at a cocktail glass. She was eloquently
dressed, a simple long sleeved, black silk dress which exposed
the tops of her shoulders and neck but the make of the attire,
while simple, was surely not cheaply made either. From where the
feline was positioned she could see just about everything
unfolding at the bar at present - she even joined in with the
others with nothing more than a partly raised brow when the
vixen entered and how she had chosen to handle the perverted
Mobian. After seeing that her new company was clearly unwanted,
Karahl rolled her eyes before taking initiative to stand up and
abandon her cocktail.
Shortly after the male had spoken, the tigress slipped onto the
barstool on the male's other side with her back to the bar, one
elbow resting on the surface and the other draped along her long
and sleek legs.
"You know, there is nothing more unattractive than an insecure
Mobian whom can't take no for an answer." she spoke up rather
bluntly; yet with a coldness which was refined and confident
before Karahl turned to look at him whose build was clearly more
bulk as compared to her tall and slim frame. Her expression
remained calm yet stern, "So I have a proposition for you. Leave
this lady alone and challenge me to an arm wrestling match. If I
win, you will not only leave her alone but this bar as well for
the night. If you win, I will do whatever you want for the rest
of the evening. Do we have a deal?"
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Re: A Chance Encounter. [Sonya x Karahl.]
By: EternalPeace Date: July 10, 2019, 8:21 am
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His cocky smirk twisting into something much more suggestive as
he greedily took in the tigresses long sleek legs and petite
frame. His reply came in the form of a deep raspy chuckle paired
with the following arrogant words. “I don’t know the
meaning of insecurity kitten.” Having leaned in close
enough for his breath to mingle with her own he only allowed her
to regain personal space when hearing out her proposal. In all
honestly it just seemed to perfect to pass up, why put in the
way to get laid when it could basically be handed to him on a
plate? Pretending to think it over for about a moment or so the
wolf flashed her another megawatt toothy smile before he spoke.
“Alright gorgeous you’ve got yourself a deal. But
try not to take it to hard when I win.. I’m not about to
take it easy just because your’re one damn fine
broad.” Making his way over to a stand near by in three
lengthy strides he sat himself down at end of the table placing
his muscular forearm on the surface while gesturing for the
feline to come sit at the other end with a nod. “Lets see
what you’ve got toots.”
For Sonyas part in things the moment she heard that refined but
stern coldness cut into the conversation she got chills. Her
expression never shifting from its usual brand of calm
impassiveness despite her surprise at the felines prompt
intervention. She sat quietly throughout the exchange her
concern ever growing given how the odds appeared on the surface.
This filthy minded mobian was making it no secret what his end
game would be if she lost this arm wrestling match. Which is why
when he started beckoning her over to the table Sonya found
herself approaching her saviour her expression thawing with
between a mixture of gratitude for her and disgust for the wolf.
Her voice soft but clear so murmured to the feline. “You
really don’t have to do this.. the guys obviously an
overly conceited prick.”
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Re: A Chance Encounter. [Sonya x Karahl.]
By: Karahl Date: July 15, 2019, 7:50 am
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"Then you are stupider than you look." the tiger sassed rather
bluntly, all the while maintaining her cold composure; despite
leaning back away from the male when he invaded her personal
space. She also didn't like the smell of his breath either.
Soon enough her attention was drawn toward the young woman and
while still composed a mild smile melted away part of the
sterness she held and replaced it more with poise. Karahl then
raised a dismissive hand, "It's alright, given how he was acting
around you he had this coming to him for some time anyway.
Please excuse me." she pardoned herself as she stood up and made
her way over to the other side of the table where the male sat
at the ready.
At once her stern expression returned, hardening as though her
face was being frozen with thick layers of ice and such her
sharp cyan gaze pierced right at her opponent. The tigress then
rested her right elbow onto the table and gripped onto the
other's hand firmly, but not so firm as to cause discomfort for
the other. Such a scene gathered the attention of a handful of
patrons; all of whom had decided to gather around and watch.
Some jeered, some laughed quietly to themselves and they shook
their heads and others even started placing bets.
The odds didn't fair so well for Karahl it seemed.
"Three... two... one." she declared with a regal, yet
respectfully-cold voice and at once the pair were at odds as
colliding forces between the two clashed and their arms shook
violently as they repelled each other. Within minutes, Karahl's
tail swished along the ground behind her when the exclamations
and cheering of the small crowd around them made it known that
the ninja was in fact losing. Slowly but surely her arm wavered
under the might of the other as his strength made progress of
leading him to victory. The tiger's hardened expression melted
to show some signs of worry and panic for the back of her hand
was mere inches away from being pressed against the table's
wooden surface. Her widened gaze looked up at her foe's eyes.
Then a smile; a smug one at that too.
"Alright. That's enough for a head start, wouldn't you agree?"
she cooed and all of a sudden her arm stopped moving under the
weight of the male's. No matter how much he struggled it
appeared that her arm simply wouldn't budge; not only that, he
couldn't pull his hand away from hers either.
"Ready to see what I got, toots?"
With a solid swing his arm had twisted and flipped in the
opposite direction; snapping and dislocating some tendons and
muscles along his arm in the process! When the back of her his
hand had slammed onto it also punctured a hole through the
wooden table, sending a handful of splinters flying in all
directions.
[[NPC's creator has given me permission to puppet him in this
post.]]
#Post#: 33934--------------------------------------------------
Re: A Chance Encounter. [Sonya x Karahl.]
By: EternalPeace Date: July 15, 2019, 11:27 am
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With no time for further protest on her behalf Sonya had little
choice but to trail after the impeccably polite feline after her
insistence that the situation wasn’t an issue. Joining the
crowd of rowdy patrons that had gathered to watch the pair her
expression shifted back to its usual mask of vacantness but the
concern for the other female was apparent in her restless body
language. Fiddling with the edge of her coat sleeve, when she
overheard various others placing bets she shot disapproving
looks straight in their directions, before turning her attention
back to the match at hand. When the tigress began to give the
starting countdown Sonya found herself discreetly crossing her
fingers for the other female, subconsciously wishing her luck.
As the minutes went on Sonya continued to watch as things
appeared to be going south for the cat the worry and panic that
she saw briefly flash in her eyes was enough to make her own
stomach churn in sympathy. Not that mention the obnoxious brute
at the opposite end of the table was looking all to smug with
himself at this point. ‘This is getting out of hand I have
to do something any-thing… ‘
The sight of the snowy furred ones smug smile bringing her back
into to the moment the next words she heard caused her large
fluffy ears to pin high on her head in awe. A well pleased
smirk of her own tugging at the edges of her lips at her sass
filled retort for the bozo. What she witnessed next was the most
astounding turning of tables that she’d ever seen! It made
it was like she wasn’t even trying now. And that
frustration was soon showing all to clear on her
‘opponents’ facial features. Well mixed amongst the
anger and resentment. “What the hell! You crazy ass dame!
LET G-AAAAAAAAAAA!” As if the violent twist of his arm
wasn’t enough the pain that followed was so severe that he
was surprised he was still conscious for it. Splinters
scattering over his entire body, he couldn’t even proper
cuss this madwoman out because he was to occupied bellowing at
the top of his lungs. “MY BLOODY ARM!”
Her smirk now a fully wide grin she ignored the shouting and
swearing and the other commotion around them as she closed the
small gap between herself and her new found hero. A sudden burst
of shyness almost overcoming her when she re met those deep cyan
pools, she spoke up louder than her usual to be heard over
others. “I.. know that people randomly trying to ask you
out is probably nothing new. But.. considering how you stepped
in and saved me tonight I think taking you to dinner in an
environment with actual food, and a bar that serves alcohol that
isn't a potential health hazard is the least I can do.
I’m Sonya by the way.” Her own sky blue hues
lighting up when she introduced herself, the nervous fennec
could already feel the blood rushing to her muzzle. ‘Wait
a second! DID I JUST PUBLICLY OUT MYSELF BY ASKING HER OUT?!
WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING WHAT IF SHE’S NOT OH GOD OH
GOD OH GOD…’ Immediately attempting to rectify her
‘slip up’ the fennec female rambled on. “A-And
by ask out I of course mean in a platonic social fun sort of
way! I mean what else is there..”
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