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Post by Aodhfin on Sept 6, 2014 2:30:47 GMT
Aodhfin stated, leaning against the table a bit and resting his head on his hand in a rather comical manner, "You'll just have to catch me randomly and find out." The man would lean back with a chuckle and look over the room a final time, "I don't mind, it may not always be the best idea ... but I do not mind."
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Post by Charlotte Turner on Sept 6, 2014 15:42:31 GMT
Charlotte can't help but smile at his half-spoken suggestion. Not Invictus, then, she confirms. "I'll keep that in mind," she answers, with a slight hint of honey to her tone. "Is there anyone you might suggest I look for, while I'm attempting to make introductions?"
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Post by Aodhfin on Sept 7, 2014 2:45:50 GMT
Aodhfin would muse for a moment and look at the ground in thought, trying to consider who exactly she would want to meet, "You'll want to meet with a few, since you are new and need to present yourself. The next gather I believe is the week after next, where you can meet those who hold status here." Looking back up to her, he would place a hand on the pool table and let it rest there with his body leaning and placing weight on it, "most of the cities power has recently just taken roles, so it may be good to be on your best behavior."
A teasing smile would slip over his lips.
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Post by Charlotte Turner on Sept 7, 2014 4:59:02 GMT
She decides, then and there, that she likes this one. Strong and quiet, with a hint of humor. Oh yes, she definitely approves. "Rest assured, I always behave myself in public," she assures, sapphire eyes sparkling mischievously.
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Post by Aodhfin on Sept 7, 2014 5:26:57 GMT
Aodhfin would flash a teasing smile back at her mischievous gesture, "I have this particular feeling that your idea of behaving may not be the one the moral majority agreed upon."
Taking a second he would run a hand across the pool table and let his mind wander on the various possibilities of what he could do with Charlotte around, his sunglasses concealing any modest, lewd, or professional hints of what might be going on in that mind of his. After those few seconds he would pull a small piece of paper from his pocket, pull a pin out from another, scribble down a number, and than slide it over to her, "You'll need to meet them soon, but knowing the Sheriff will give you a day or two. When this Alexander and you are ready to meet others and see if you are allowed to stay or just pass through, just call that number." His hand would pull back from the piece of paper and let her see what exactly was on the paper, which was an oddly written and barely legible series of numbers followed by 'Sheriff (me)'.
"The Suit and Ties would probably be more open to it if you ... do it sooner than later."
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Post by Charlotte Turner on Sept 7, 2014 17:01:30 GMT
She takes the paper from him, intentional about how their fingers brush. Not too lingering, but just enough to tease. "I thank you for it, darling. You needn't worry about my behavior, though. I was raised around polite society. They adore having me around," she assures with a wink. "Since you're the one who they will sic on me if I'm a naughty girl, I would be remiss if I did not ask - where would a lovely lady such as myself find a good meal around here?"
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Post by Aodhfin on Sept 7, 2014 17:50:27 GMT
The question was not uncommon, but Aodhfin had to sit there and think for a moment on the proper feeding grounds for the various groups of people. Before his mind could reach the proper answer though, he would turn and look at her, "What do you eat? 4 legged or 2 legged." It wasn't until the question came out that he realized a third or fourth answer could have been stipulated in the more naughty categories, but he let that thought pass over his mind and leave just as quickly—the only trace of it ever having existing was a light chuckle.
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Post by Charlotte Turner on Sept 7, 2014 19:24:13 GMT
"I prefer the two legged type," she chuckles lightly, enjoying the potential implications that his question could take. She walks around the table, intentionally passing Gryphon on her way to rehang her cue. Once she has, she turns and leans back against the wall, hands back behind her hips so as to both trap them there and cushion herself.
"So... what does a lady do for fun around here?"
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Post by Aodhfin on Sept 7, 2014 20:26:10 GMT
Aodhfin would watch her mannerisms and to him, this was all too clear—either a daeva or a very spoiled gangrel. The spark of desire that lingered in most Daeva was potent on the woman; admittedly it could also be one of the more social gangrel as himself, doing a predatory game that would go unseen by mortal eyes. After a moment of observation he would finally break his silence and smirk, "Most ground is open for now, just do not go overboard ... no fatalities."
Once she was pressed to the wall in that more or less vulnerable stance, he would raise an eyebrow and just smirk, "Well it depends on what your definition of fun is really. There is not a whole lot to do in this city, but enough to keep most individuals amused or entertained." He would lean one side against the table, partially sitting on the edge and keeping a cool eye on her; the other ensuring mortals did not stray to close to them or over hear even the cryptic words, "So what is your idea of fun, hmm? A hunt, a party, a rough go and sore morning, socializing with kine, or something else?"
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Post by Charlotte Turner on Sept 10, 2014 0:53:33 GMT
She grins, allowing the full force of her Daeva wickedness to shine. Blue eyes twinkle with mischief, and ruby red lips curl happily.
"Yes."
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Post by Aodhfin on Sept 10, 2014 1:08:21 GMT
Oh yeah ... that's a daeva ...
Aodhfin would smirk and bring his eyes up to her own, "The Orchid Lounge would be up your alley." The gangrel would think for a moment, positioning himself facing north and than pointing towards one of the walls, "Two blocks that way. You'll meet a few others including the hostess there." He would set this stick back up on the wall and lean against the pool table, "She'd be able to direct and tell you more about those sorts of activities, well besides one of them."
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Post by Alexander Turner on Sept 10, 2014 1:59:29 GMT
There is a bit of noise from the front of the establishment and heads turn towards the tall dark skinned man who walks in. He shifts his gaze to those who fix themselves upon him with a calm, steady stare defying the words to come from anyone's lips. He takes the glasses he had on upon entering and tucks them into the pocket of his dark brown leather jacket and sighs before moving on. His dress is casual: Leather jacket light weight shirt underneath hugging his frame, jeans and dark brown casual dress shoes.
As he crosses the distance into the place, his direction becomes evident as he walks over towards the crimson haired beauty talking by the pool table. He looks to her first and then the table before speaking. A nod in greeting given to her partner.
"Place is busy. They had so many people parking when you came in I was wondering if they thought I was just a driver."
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Post by Charlotte Turner on Sept 10, 2014 2:14:19 GMT
Charlotte is about to coo her reply when the doors open and a man with a strong countenance and no-nonsense look about him enters. Her gaze locks to his instantly, her whole posture telegraphing her pleasure at seeing him. Her smile grows more wicked. Her gaze grows more intense.
"Alexander," she breathes, her greeting almost star-struck. "You were gone quite awhile."
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Post by Aodhfin on Sept 10, 2014 2:36:08 GMT
Aodhfin looks to Charlotte and than lets his eyes move towards Alexander, keeping his sunglasses down for now and trying to think of an appropriate response, "Ah, so you are the bloke are you?" The man was obviously some form of celt or possessed a celtic heritage with the irish-sounding tone that poured from his lips, "The name is Mister Aodhfin, or Aodhfin ... which-ever for now." Deciding that his idea of vacating had just been halted, he would lean against the pool table a bit more and sit on its side, "It gets that way on weekends, The Orchid more so."
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Post by Alexander Turner on Sept 10, 2014 2:55:58 GMT
Alexander changed direction to meet Aodhfin on his way to Charlotte. Stopping for the moment his eyebrow quirking at the accent as the hint of a smile crossed his pursed lips. The gentleman's eyes firmly meet his new acquaintance brilliant with intelligence and curiosity.
"Turner, Alexander." he says plainly, not hiding a bit of his Georgian accent as he extends his hand.
"It's a pleasure, Mr Aodhfin, especially as I see you've already met Charlotte."
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