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*Cackles loudly for a moment* BWA HA HA HA!! errm ... uh ... I mean i would dock his pay ... yea XD |
~looks extremely confused and glances around the room~
Did I miss something? When did Gary eat souls? Should I be scared? ~takes a cautious step backwards~ |
I'm just teasing you baby. *hugs Valo tightly and wags his tail as he grins at her.*
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~smiles and hugs Gary back~
Good, I didn't really want to turn tail and run ~laughs quietly~ |
Mmm ... I duno ... i kinda like it when you turn tail ... *grins and starts to pet her tail gently while holding her in his arms.* <3
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'Party hardy, grab baccard. Talk your shit, watch you get hit. Save the drama, for mamma Gary" He said as he made his morning alcoholic beverage, Vodka Can you take a soul, form a souless person. And i barely get paid at all" << "
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"But if he does decide to take Leon I can be the new bartender." She winks and grins before finishing her drink.
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That's not a bad idea actually. Xd
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*Raises her eyebrow and looks over at Gary* "Oh?"
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Why is this one page back? D<
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I blame communism |
Finishes her drink and sets the empty glass down. "We need some music in here. Gary, why don't you have a DJ?"
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Cause I dont know any ... I can go put some music on though. What do you want to hear? <3
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"Can't be that hard. Put cd's in and play the right track." She thinks of what music would be good.
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you could always become the DJ wulfwynn.
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"i agree, Wulfwynn could be the DJ." and pressed against the bar counter.
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I blame you looking like a pretty pretty princess, Gary. :rofl: But not really.
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giggles at silver's comment " it is pretty cool i will have to say that much. he's trying to make matching outfits for his fans. think he succeeded on a few of them."
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*Turns and leans back on the bar facing Gary* "What do you think? Want me as a DJ?" *She grins wolfishly and wags her tail.*
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Abel snickered softly as Wulfwynn posed her question.
"Y'know, that does have a nice ring to it. DJ Wulfwynn. Hahah," he said, moving towards the bar and leaning leisurely against it. Turning to Aisha, he cocked one ear. "Mm, is that so? Well then he has succeeded, but it still looks kind of girly." :lol: (Hahah, prose.) |
*Looks over at Abel* "I don't believe we've been introduced. My name as you know is Wulfwynn. Name and nature on in the same. Who might you be?"
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A shorter woman slips in behind another entering patron, her booted foot rising to kick the door when it began to close on her left wing. The sound echos rather awkwardly because of the lack of music in the bar, and she twists her lip in something that is either embarrassment, ruffled disapproval, or both.
"Er. The door will live," she announces, to no one in particular. Finding the few guests gathered in conversation, she unceremoniously seats herself near them. Folding one leg over her other knee, she places a riding crop on her lap. She promptly leans her elbow against a table, her fingers fiddling with the pieces of silken ribbons dangling from the expensive pin attached to the side of her black hair. "So. Yeah. Uh. Is this place open? Its like. Quiet." |
*Perks his ears at the sound of the door getting kicked then watches this new comer trot into the bar and take a seat near him and the rest of the staff.* Oh my... we have a fae in the house ...
*He looks her over then looks down at the riding crop and quirks an eyebrow* .. and I'm not even going to ask why she has that ... *leaning back in his seat he grins at her regardless* Well yes we are open. It's just since no one was dancing i had the music down low. Wolf you want to go take care of some music? |
*Her ear twitches at the sound of the door being kicked. She looks over to watch a fae enter and sit down near everyone. She watches as Gary instantly targets her and grins inwardly. She hears Gary's request.*
"No problem. What is everyone in the mood for? Techno, trance, rock or something slow?" she asks as she makes her way over to the DJ booth to get the system ready. |
The fairy tilts her head toward the speaker, seeming rather bemused by his appearance. She continues to tug at the poor hair accessory with two of the fingers of her right hand, but wiggles the rest toward the fox. A greeting of sorts.
"Mm, I see," she mutters, half-heartedly. "No luck with the guests, Fox?" EDIT: She turns with the male to face a woman with a rather elegant get-up, who speaks. "Wolf? You look nothing like one," she comments. "And perhaps something loud? To liven this place..." |
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