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Post by Blurr on Jun 13, 2010 22:41:48 GMT -5
Mirinda looks genuinely sympathetic with Singe's plight. She's been counting the days, herself. She's also worried his food will get cold if she keeps distracting him.
"I know it's only a pale imitation at best," she offers, "but hopefully, your stay here will at least refresh your memory."
Meanwhile, down by the stage, Shikoba can probably see the lump in Haywire's throat at this point. He gives her a smile that's both sunny and nervous at the same time and, with surprisingly steady fingers after the spectacle he made of fishing out his money, slips the notes under that sparkly fabric. He's proud that he doesn't accidentally brush against anything he shouldn't touch – these places have rules like that, don't they? – in the process. Which is some sort of miracle, he's sure.
Oh, please, don't let him embarrass himself. He just got these trousers!
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Post by Misfire on Jun 15, 2010 9:47:03 GMT -5
"Oh," Kat says, "My apologies. You gave the appearance of a team unto yourselves." Sapient fighter jet, huh? That's a new on.
She lets Hairsplitter deal with his friend as she sits once more. Her eyes scan the room, looking for possibly trouble. She really does prefer being in the booth. If the shy sniper comes back, she'll continue the conversation and maybe learn a bit more about these partners the little group has. If not, well...she'll be free to retreat back to her sanctum.
Aimless is very, very close to choking on his drink over Haywire and Shikoba. Oh, man, if all it takes to get that kid so distracted is a little T&A, he shouldn't be any problem.
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Post by Needlenose on Jun 15, 2010 21:07:00 GMT -5
Zigzag is harder to carry than he would have been otherwise, as he squirms a bit, but Hairsplitter still has an easy enough time getting him outside where Needlenose is, indeed, waiting for him.
Needlenose's optics are crinkled in a smile that he lacks the mouth for, and his antennae are tilted back jauntily as he bends over and reaches for Zigzag.
"Thank you, Hairsplitter! I do believe I'll take this off your hands!"
Inside, Shikoba grins broadly as Haywire 'deposits' the cash. She releases the edge of her bra and it snaps back into place. "There, now, darling, that wasn't so bad, was it?" she purrs as she starts to pull back and straighten up. She supports herself with either hand using the arms of Haywire's chair, and then 'dives' forward, bringing her head very near Haywire's lower torso, a mere inch from contact, before she starts to 'curve' herself upward, pushing herself up so that more and more of her body hovers next to Haywire's until finally she's face to face with him, a pleased smile settled on lips below her half-lidded eyes.
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Post by Spinister on Jun 16, 2010 9:18:47 GMT -5
More like, 'Gave the appearance of a pack of idiots,' Hairsplitter thinks. Kat is being nice. Too nice. But he's outside now, attempting to foist Zigzag upon Needlenose. Sounding relieved, Hairsplitter replies curtly, "Please do. He's heavy."
Singe finally says, "Anyway, I'm talking too much about myself. You're much more interesting," and he tucks into his meal at last. His table manners are actually quite good; he knows what to do with the different utensils and when to use them.
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Post by Blurr on Jun 17, 2010 8:55:51 GMT -5
Haywire only sort of jumps when Shikoba plunges toward his lap. This isn't a battle and she isn't a Decepticon – though she is a much lovelier shade of purple – but he's more than a little on the drunk side and it is a rather sudden movement. A rather sudden movement that ends with the two of them far closer than he expected to end up. He stares back at her smile with a grin of his own tugging at one corner of his mouth, taking the edge off his faintly dumbstruck look.
This is totally the best way to be doomed to embarrassment.
As Singe starts his dinner, Mirinda politely demurs with the faintest of blushes colouring her cheeks. As if she hasn't heard that line a hundred times over.
"You flatter me," she says, though she does enjoy talk of Nebulos in spite of the way it only deepens her homesickness.
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Post by Misfire on Jun 17, 2010 18:39:00 GMT -5
Kat kicks back in her chair, her eyes drawn to a gentleman at a table across the way. His companion does not look happy, in fact, just jerked her arm away from him.
There could be trouble brewing. Good. The night could use some excitement.
Aimless, meanwhile, says to Kayla, "Twenty bucks that he doesn't make it through the dance."
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Post by Needlenose on Jun 17, 2010 20:47:50 GMT -5
"Heavy?" Needlenose snorts as he picks Zigzag up. "If you say so!" He then looks at the organic in his hand and snickers, pointing at Zigzag with his free hand. "I am so not going to let you forget about this!" he says cheerfully before transforming, stuffing Zigzag into his cockpit as he does.
"See you around, 'Splitter! Though, hmmm, I'm hoping I'll see your partner first," he cackles as he takes off.
Shikoba isn't worried about whether or not Haywire makes it through the dance now. She's already been paid! She returns Haywire's smile with a wider one of her own, looking him directly in the eye for a moment. Then she lifts her left arm to set that hand next to her right one before flipping herself over, still supporting herself with the arms of Haywire's chair but now facing the other way. If she were not holding herself up, she would be sitting in Haywire's lap, and even as it is, she's hovering only centimeters away as she begins to gyrate over his body.
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Post by Spinister on Jun 18, 2010 9:08:01 GMT -5
Hairsplitter grumbles, "Perhaps not heavy to you, machine."
As for seeing Spinister... well, that's only when Spinister wants to be seen, isn't it?
He turns and trudges back inside. His food is probably getting cold, and since he paid for it, he may as well eat it.
Singe looks up, sighs, and comments, "You've probably heard that a thousand times before. I suppose I should apologise for not being more creative, but it really has been a long time. Not just since I left Nebulos. Speaking of... does the name Zarak mean anything to you?" He nibbles on a bit more of his food, thoughtfully.
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Post by Blurr on Jun 20, 2010 21:23:48 GMT -5
"Zarak?" Mirinda echoes, eyebrows high. "You mean Lord Zarak? The last I heard, he had quite the solid hold on Koraja's political circles. You really have been gone some while." This last she says with some pity. It is a very sad thing to be so long away from home.
Home is the furthest thing from Haywire's mind at the moment, however. He's almost too busy reminding himself hands off to think about the situation down south, in fact – but almost. Would it be rude to excuse himself, or is it okay since he's already paid her for the dance? He doesn't want to give the impression that she isn't a wonderful dancer. Shikoba's a fantastic dancer and his slack-jawed, faintly glassy stare should make no secret of that.
And she's awfully close to touching him herself. Haywire finally makes a low, distressed noise and sits on his own hands just to fend off temptation.
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Post by Needlenose on Jun 21, 2010 21:23:09 GMT -5
Shikoba moves back over so that she's once more facing Haywire, then leans down so that her torso is almost - but not quite touching him. She brings her mouth up to his ear and murmurs into it, "C'mon honey. You can make it through, can't you? Just gotta keep going a little bit longer."
OOC: It seems like we're just kind of fading out into general 'doing stuff.' Shall we call it a thread-end into fade-out?
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Post by Spinister on Jun 22, 2010 15:59:46 GMT -5
Spare Singe your pity, Mirinda, for he deserves none and less. But bingo. So there is a Zarak here, and he's a politician.
Perhaps he even has a pretty, pretty daughter.
If Spinister can stand a Needlenose technically not his own, perhaps Singe can learn a thing or two from the big lunk.
Singe finally smiles, and there's the light of fire in his eyes.
Elsewhere, Hairsplitter is considerably more boring about finishing his dinner.
OOC: Cool with a fade.
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Post by Blurr on Jun 24, 2010 8:37:19 GMT -5
When Singe smiles, Mirinda sits back in her chair ever so slightly. The expression looks good on him, but there's something faintly odd about it. Not more than to catch her attention; she certainly isn't put off or going anywhere. She simply smiles back and, if there's no protest, is more than happy to continue discussing Nebulos. Talk of home is bittersweet, but it's more good than bad.
And sorry, Aimless, but Shikoba is much more attractive than you. At least tonight, there won't be any goading a fight from Haywire, who, quite red from his collarbones up, nods at Shikoba but says nothing. He's too worried his voice will crack.
OOC: I'm good.
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Post by Misfire on Jun 24, 2010 9:45:08 GMT -5
Kat attempts to continue small talk, but eventually is called away to deal with some issues on floor.
Aimless decides watching Haywire is nowhere near as fun as getting his own dance, and starts to inquire after prices.
Fade out!
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