The Captain's Deck

[AnnoyedPanda]

► Company: Stranger ll ► Wallet: $993.75 ll ► Outfit: Showtime ll ► Location: Captain's Deck ll ► OOC: Sorry for the lateness. If you'd like to do reserves, I'm up for that ^^

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Amour1568

Oliver's eyes widened in surprise at the balls on this exotic beauty. She liked her liquor straight instead of mixed. It wasn't often that you found a woman that liked her drinks like that, as most prefer the fruitier side of their alcohol. "My kinda woman," he replied with a pleasant hum against his glass. Normally, Oliver preferred his drinks the same way, straight, but he wasn't opposed to the occasional mixed drink as well. There was nothing wrong with liking a different taste from time to time. While in the Marines he learned to drink all his alcohol straight with all his buddies. If they were to see him now, drinking a mixed drink of any kind, they would rip him a new one. Everyone had to be macho in the Marines; it was seen as one of the manlier divisions of the American military. Sometimes he had to wonder, but he also wasn't one to judge his subordinates despite the strict rules of reporting any homosexual relations. He liked to believe he had an open mind because of his own experiences, such as having a child so young, but other than that, nothing noteworthy had ever really happened in his life to suggest an open mind.

Returning his attention to the stage, watching as the dancer swayed her way into the rest of the bar, he couldn't help the slightly perverted smile that crept to his face. He may be older in age but that didn't mean he didn't enjoy the appeal of a beautiful woman. In fact, he was probably just as interested in women as any younger man was. He hadn't had a lover, of any kind, since the death of his wife. Sure, he had plenty of opportunities as women often flung themselves at military men; at least at the military bars. There were plenty of brats willing to play with military men. Something he didn't even know was a thing until he enlisted. While he had been approached several times, he had never taken anyone up on their offer because he was loyal to a fault; or liked to think so. If his nearly ten years with his late wife was any sort of testament to his relationships, he could be considered quite the catch. "This is my first time as well!" he exclaimed as he leaned along the bar to get a bit closer to the woman sitting near him. "I have to say, I'm impressed so far." Of course, the vague statement was meant to be just that. Vague. Who could he have been referring to? The dancer, or her? She seemed the ballsy type, so it wasn't inconceivable that she may just ask such a question.

 

[AnnoyedPanda]

► Company: Alone ll ► Wallet: $1000 ll ► Outfit: Public Showerll ► Location: Bar ll ► OOC:

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Runic_Spring

"Whoo!" Karlee-Ann shouted as she shook the water off her jacket. Though it wasn't fancy enough to be real leather, that didn't mean she wanted it ruined by the rain. What was she even doing out here, in this weather?Oh, that's right! She wanted to drink herself into a coma today. This was her move-in day and she didn't want to even do a single thing. In fact, it was doubtful any of her things would be in her place given the weather and the fact that she had stowed away on the ferry. Running from her past mistakes, she needed to find a way to try and make this life a little bit of a better one. However, she was lucky that the city council here paid newcomers to live here. After applying for a home loan, she was contacted by some representative and given the money for moving into the city. Thank god she was able to fence all the stolen goods she had before coming here, allowing her to get the cheapest place she could find. Well, cheap but nice. Of course, she had nearly nothing to her name so the rooms would be bare, but at least she would have a roof over her head this time. Well, maybe not for the next few days, but she would once she was able to get her stuff here.

Pulling the beanie off her blue hair, she shook out what water remained in her hair and wrung out her beanie. Shaking the red knit hat, a few sprinkles splashed around her before she pulled it back over her head. Finding an empty chair at the bar, a bartender came right up to her hunched over form as she looked around. With the weather outside, almost no one was in the bar. It didn't surprise her with the way it was raining. Of course, she was different than most people because she had lived on the streets before, and in this kind of weather. Possibly even worse. Casting a glance out the window, it was so dark outside that you couldn't even tell what time in was without looking at a clock. With how hard the rain was coming down, one's vision could be obscured as well! Parting her lips, Karlee-Ann flicked her thumbnail against her teeth as she turned back to the bartender waiting for her to put in an order, of any kind. Casting blue eyes around, she snatched a menu with her other hand and looked through what was offered at this bar. Dances? Her brows perked up at the extra luxury offered. She'd have to give it a shot one of these days, maybe even today depending on how long she was planning on staying here and running a tab. "Why not an Electric Lemonade and a turkey sandwich," she ordered as she dropped the hand that had been at her mouth and dropped the menu back in its place. Leaning against the bar top, the blunette's ankles rocked back and forth on the bar of her chair as she took in her surroundings. The music was mellow right now and the rest of the bar seemed to match the feel of the music. Karlee-Ann liked it.

 

[Runic Spring]

Whereabouts:[Who:: Bar Patrons]--{}--[Where:: The Captain's Deck]
Money:[:: $1200]
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Joshua sipped on something called a French Connection. It was a bit strong but very smooth. Thankfully the Captain's Deck used quality liquors. Amaretto was not really within his preferred flavor palette, but it blended well in this particular drink. It had been about a week since he last stepped foot in this place, and it was one of the few moments he had to himself that wasn't spent cooped up inside his apartment like a mole digging for answers. With each taste of his cocktail, he could visualize the manilla folders beginning to melt away. It felt...oddly liberating. In fact, he was starting to think Cybil was right. He looked out into the sparse crowd of the bar and shook his head at the thought of the old woman leaning back in her chair with a smug 'i-told-you-so' illuminating her face. Joshua finished what was left in the first glass and ordered another on his tab. Today was a day to actually enjoy his vacation that he was supposed to be on. Even if it meant forcing himself into a drunken stupor and attempting to get back home in the rain. Though the detective never really minded bad weather. He actually kind of enjoyed it, regardless of how bad that boy made it out to be in his weather reports.

Pulling himself away from his own mind, Joshua looked out into the small crowd that had gathered in the Captain's Deck. Not as sizeable as last week. Likely due to the rain. Which was good for him, considering that his veins felt like they were going to spontaneously combust around non-humans. The fact that this particular town was full of them seemed a bit daunting. Joshua simply took it as an opportunity to get used to this curse a little more. The pain was never really a concern. It was the anticipation of it. He never really knew when it would flare up considering that anyone could prove to be what people like him called Others. However, he simply learned to expect it around every corner. In fact, he was a bit surprised when the girl with blue hair walked in and his chest didn't tighten. He wasn't sure why he thought she was going to trigger it. Perhaps he was getting a bit paranoid. In his line of work, it was a given. Still, even though she seemed harmless enough something in his gut told him she was different. An investigator's intuition maybe? Or just the three glasses of cognac? Whatever it was, it had been enough to entice him to make an introduction.

Foolish as it sounded, Joshua ran a nervous hand through his hair, picked up his fourth refill and tried his best to casually approach the blue-haired woman. "Hey. Name's Joshua...I know you just walked in, and probably don't want to be bothered too much, but I just wanted to let you know that I like your hair." Luckily for him, he wasn't too buzzed yet. Just enough to work up the courage to say hi. Like your hair? Well...at least you tried. The detective was a bit critical of his approach. Keeping cool under pressure during a shootout was one thing. Talking to women at a bar? Somehow that seemed more terrifying than facing off with a demon cultist. Still, he at least gave in an effort. If he ever told his assistant about it, the poor woman would probably have a heart attack. Leaning against the bar with both elbows, the dark-haired paranormal investigator took another sip of his drink and gave his best-muted smile, trying not to look too confident.



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[When you look long enough into the Abyss]

[The Abyss looks back into you]
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AnnoyedPanda

Karlee-Ann

 

[AnnoyedPanda]

► Company: Stranger ll ► Wallet: $1000 ll ► Outfit: Public Showerll ► Location: Bar ll ► OOC:

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Runic_Spring

She was minding her own business, pondering on if she should take the menu out again to give her something to occupy her mind, when she felt a presence approach her. Perhaps it was animal instincts. Or maybe it was just her own paranoia from living on and off the streets for so long. Blue eyes shifted to her left as the body came up beside her, but quickly looked away when the bartender came back with her drink. An obvious mood shift happened within her as the blue drink was set before her. Finally, she'd get to have something tasty to drink! Picking up the chilly glass, she gave the cocktail straw a few stirs to make sure all the ingredients were mixed before setting the red plastic on the bar and taking a drink. "Mmmm~" she hummed as she licked her lips in satisfaction. Now she just needed her food. As she let her fingers play along the glass and wipe away building condensation, she once again let her focus turn away from her own world when the presence beside her spoke.

Karlee-Ann looked up and stared rather intently at the guy standing beside her. His black hair and brown eyes were simple and overall, unappealing. On the outside, nothing about the guy stood out to her and made her think he was just another boring guy trying to hook up with someone that looked dangerous. Despite looking like she was unamused by his company, and compliment, just like any other person in the world it secretly made her feel good about herself. She was a little surprised by it as well. It was entirely possible she smelled like a wet animal given her power-set. Maybe not a wet dog, but it was that distinct smell that there was a wet animal around; somewhere. Most people didn't particularly like that smell. Bringing up an unoccupied hand, she let her finger play with a few ends that stuck out from underneath her beanie. God, if anyone knew that her hair wasn't really this color...She'd be more mortified than they would be amused. "Welp, Joshua-" she paused as she put a bit of emphasis on his name since he made the effort to introduce himself. "I can tell you right now, the curtain doesn't match the drapes." She didn't know his motivations on coming over to talk to her, but more often than not, men came over to hit on her. Karlee-Ann looked somewhat like an exotic beauty, with her blue hair, tattoos and carefree but gruff demeanor. For some reason, unknown by her, people just seemed to be drawn to her unusual-ness. She didn't do it for attention. She did it because it made her feel comfortable in her own skin. Other than occasionally living as a tiger.

 

[Black Fire Lord]

Emilia von Kaiserxxxxxx.
➥Vampire





Emilia walked through the door closing her parasol already closed and her clothes wet from rain. It seemed as if she hadn't even bothered to use it. She was once again in a good move thanks to the rain and the absence of the sun. She took off her jacked and loosened her ribbon and took it off, she moved towards the bar and set down the jacket and ribbon. Her shirt which normally was already see through being a shirt to wear under things was soaked revealing pretty much everything. He pink bra was clearly visible but she didn't seem to care. What was strange about her appearance were two things, the bandage across one of her eyes and the fact that she looked young as in she looked like she was 16. She sat down and proceeded to take off the white stockings she had on along with her shoes. To say the least it was somewhat odd how much she didn't care. Not to mention she was wearing a skirt anyways. Regardless after that was done she unbuttoned a few buttons on the top of her shirt and relaxed.

Emilia then took a scan of the room a little disappointing with the lack of people. There was no one outside with the rain and not a lot of people in other spots because it was early. She didn't have really any good amount of targets so she figured she would have to settle for a less favorable target for today. She wondered how long before one of the staff asked her how old she was, it was something she often got asked thanks to the misfortune of the age she was turned. She honestly didn't really like this place, pole dancing was silly to her when you could just have sex. Didn't make much sense to her but humans seemed to like it and that was all that mattered "Excuse me could I get a drink?" She asked to whoever was at the bar if anyone. This place was dead so she didn't think there would be much service.


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O.O.C. Nah it's perfectly fine, the opening post was not bad at all, I think you did great.

Money: $1275


Katze Allemon-Schatten