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Post by rachel on Jan 31, 2008 14:00:43 GMT -5
A woman about 24 years of age with long black hair and brown eyes walked into the Phantom Bar. Her name was Piper. Her walk was smooth and sexy. She looked around seeing couples around her. Her walk might have been sexy but her heart was not really pumping, it was broken because she always saw couples everywhere she went. Her smile was a fake smile because she wanted to find love. She walked to the bar and ordered a beer. She sat down and ran her hands threw her soft hair. She heard the music playing and people dancing. She had long blue pants and a tanktop on. She drank her beer and thought maybe a guy would notice her.
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Jan 31, 2008 16:46:27 GMT -5
A tall man, a man of six feet and four inches stood at the bar after moments of seeing the lonely female walk in. He was dressed in a pain of jeans that most would say he filled out rather nicely. A form fitting shirt covered his torso and was rolled to his sleeves, as well as unbuttoned from the top and down two; exposing the warm, cream colored skin below the black, silk material. His long black hair dropped down to his shoulders and bangs were styled to cover up his left eye, which he was blind in. He had a small smile showing upon his face, but it was nothing that anyone would notice. He found his teeth to be flawed and didn't like to smile all that often. No one had made him smile a real smile in a long while. The tall male paid for the lady's beer and tapped the bar with his long, artistic fingers. They traced over the seams of the wood and his bright blue eyes looked over at the female, and he ordered a screwdriver and walked casually over to her. He settled his tall, but lean figure down on the chair beside the mystery woman and set his drink on the counter in front of him. Long fingers curled around the chilled glass as if to keep it from running away. He pulled his legs back a bit to let them rest on one of the support bars that held up the chair he sat on.
"I couldn't help but notice you sitting her alone on a night like this..." the male commented with a smooth talking voice that sounded as though he had an irish origin. "What be the occasion-- or, what isn't the occasion?" the male asked, noting the fact that she obviously had nothing better to do then sit alone at a club and drink a beer. How much fun could that be? He wasn't so sure really, but he looked forward to her answer so they might get the chance to talk. He was bored on this night and seeing as she had wandered in without a date, she was fair game. He’d been the first to make the attempt to speak with her, as he was sure that many lurking males had seen her walk in alone. That was almost asking for trouble if the wrong person got to her first, luckily, Stephen was a pretty calm guy and didn’t cause any trouble unless he was smashed.
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Post by rachel on Jan 31, 2008 17:05:42 GMT -5
(Oh wow long post ok ill try my best)
Piper looked around and saw a man walk over to her. She thought to herself, “Maybe he is just sitting over here because there is an empty seat next to me and he is waiting for a date." In her mind she though he was quiet handsome. She knew she didn’t have a chance with him. She drank her beer and heard him speak to her. She was surprised that he was talking to her. She answered, "No occasion just felt like going out. What about you?". She didn’t really know what to say. She has never really talked to a guy in the bar before. She has been coming here for a while and no one has talked to her. They all just looked at her and did nothing. She moved her long brown hair away from her shoulders and let it hang on her back. she moved some of her hair behind her ear. She waited for him to speak. She moved her beer closer to her and put her hand on the bar table.
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Jan 31, 2008 17:37:07 GMT -5
comments;; haha, you haven't seen long xD I can go on forever at times...
She didn't know what she didn't go for. He'd been thinking quite similar thoughts about her as the male found her to be quite a pleasing sight to lay eyes upon. She had been calmly settled on the seat by the bar and wasn't out looking for someone to dance with on the floor. This interested him because usually girls didn't make it ten feet into this place without being lured off by a male looking to score for the time being. Some even set out to find these individuals as soon as they set foot within the big glass doors that hid the seemingly lifeless outside world from the life in the club at this hour of the night.
"Same really, just scoping the scene, you know? Making friends with the attractive girls." he spoke in very calm tones as if that was something usual for him to say. It wasn't out of the ordinary really, because Stephen had learned from experience that some girls liked to be thought of as cute and adorable, while others liked to be called sexy and exotic. He knew not what she preferred to be complimented as, but attractive fit all categories whether you were looking for friendly and flirtatious or drunk and lust-filled. He wasn't anywhere near drunk yet, so we'd have to go with the first option when it came to speaking of Stephen tonight. He only had two screwdrivers and a bloody marry.
Blue eyes watched as she fidgeted and played with her long silky locks. His straight black hair rested against his neck and shoulders for he didn't mess with it. His hair was as long as some girls' in this club, but it didn't bother him. He liked the way his hair was. It was easy to handle, taking in consideration of its length, but it added a different look to him instead of being either the usual gothic type or the usual sporty type of guy. He was a mix. Good looking body and long black hair. It added dimension to him.
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Post by rachel on Jan 31, 2008 17:57:41 GMT -5
She listened to what he was saying. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Attractive girls?” Do you think I’m attractive?" She asked putting her hand on her chest pointing to herself. She giggled a little and said, I’m not attractive at all. I think you had too much to drink because look at me. I don’t have the body that most girls have. I don’t have the attitude of an attractive woman. She actually did have the body and the nice attitude of an attractive woman. She thought he was drunk because no one thought she was pretty. She didn’t even think she was pretty at all. If she was then she would have had a guy with her now and they would be dating. She looked at his long black hair. Some guys long did not fit them. But long hair fitted him perfectly. She smiled at him and scratched her arm a little. She looked up and down his body seeing he had a great body. She turned her head and mouthed, “Wow." Then turned her head back and looked at him. She heard more music playing but stayed and talked to him. She ran her hand threw her hair and looked at his blue eyes.
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(longest post ive ever written)
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Jan 31, 2008 18:14:39 GMT -5
comments;; goodness gracious. my last post to zoey was 1,409 words long. we're going to have to work on your skills. lol
"If I told you I thought I did you would disagree with me, I'm sure." the male said calmly as he watched her expression change when he spoke the earlier words. He was sure she'd disagree with him, and the words that soon followed confirmed this opinion with a nicely rounded accuracy. Not that he was saying he thought it wrong of her to think so badly of herself, but a little more credit could be earned to have the body that she did. Her words, although confirming his earlier statement, made him laugh softly. Deep tones sounded lighter with the soft chuckle that left his lips. Amusement was clearly shown on his features. Bright blue eyes found hers for a moment, and a small smile curled his lips. "Nah. I can handle alcohol better then that." he spoke with those soft, but deep sounding Irish tones as he raised the glass to his lips to take in the taste of the drink. He carefully set it on the counter again, keeping his long fingers wrapped around the base. "I've only had three drinks, and the night is still very young."
She may have not thought that she was attractive, but he felt that way, as did many other men eyeballing her at this very moment. And just because she didn't have a boyfriend didn't mean she wasn't attractive. He had no girlfriend, and look at him! He had a hot body hidden beneath the form fitting clothes and he was as single as single gets. He didn't even have a fling going with anyone... that was pretty sad considering that he usually had someone hanging on him. Perhaps he's lost his touch? Nahh. He was the young age of 25 and wasn't growing old too fast. Eyes wandered her figure, but his expression didn't change as he listened to the song for a brief second. It wasn't anything he knew, so he let his attention rise to her face once more.
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Post by rachel on Feb 1, 2008 11:01:28 GMT -5
(Im working on it. I havent done long post in a while. At least its not one liners. lol)
Piper smiled at him and "Probably." She ran her hand through her hair and put her hand on her cheek just looking into his eyes. She then said, “I’m sorry I didn’t catch your name?” She put her hand out to him and said, “I’m Piper.” She loved his eyes. His eyes were so handsome that was the one thing she couldn’t take her eyes off of. When he laughed a little, she put her hand down on the counter and said, "What’s so funny?" She asked smiling. She took her beer and took a sip letting the taste of the beer run down her throat. She set it down and said, “Really you can mmm most guys here after the 3ed beer they are on their feet drunk and doing something." She smiled and got up taking a step closer to him. She held her hand out and said, “Well since the night is young. Why don't we dance?" She waited for him to take her hand. "Come on are you scared." She asked. She wasn’t drunk because she was only on her second. She just thought a hot guy like him should dance with her. She saw no ring and no date with him. So she thought it would be a good idea to dance. She waited patiently for him to answer her. She wasn’t going to rush him. If he didn’t want to dance then she wouldn’t dance.
Another guy came up and said, “Hey do you want to dance.” She looked at the guy and said, “No thank you. I’m already going to dance with someone else.” She was still waiting for him but she had to sit down. “Wow, I didn’t expect someone else to come and ask me. No one has ever asked me to dance.” She said. Although she didn’t want to dance with someone else, She wanted to dance with him.
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