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Jeanne-Marie "Aurora" Beaubier (jeanne_marie) wrote in x_fluff_x,
@ 2008-11-01 16:08:00

Entry tags:

aurora, quicksilver, sunfire

A night out! What a concept.
Who: Aurora, tag Sunfire and Quicksilver
Where: Bar/club in Manhattan
When: Friday night, January 8, 2010
What: Blowing off some steam. And getting drinks.
Status: Incomplete
Rating: PG-13

Aurora hadn't been out with people in awhile. Sure, she'd go out by herself, meet up with whomever she met up with (even if she didn't know who the hell they were), and have herself a grand old time. It was easy for her, being that person. Why she'd managed to stay stuffed down so long while boring, meticulous, irritatingly shut down Jeanne-Marie ran the show, Aurora had no idea. But she was out again, stretching her legs, and remembering exactly why it was so easy for her to lead.

It wasn't surprising to Aurora that when she went back to the X-Men, there was no overwhelming show of glad that she was back. Jeanne-Marie hadn't seemed to forge a relationship for crap, and Aurora was sort of glad to have a clean slate. There were those there that she already knew, but no one that Aurora wasn't fine to be around again. And there were many new faces to her. It was nice, it was like getting to start over with Alpha Flight again, but with a lot more people, and quite a few very powerful people.

New Years had come and gone, and apparently, leaving beer in the fridge was a one way street to no longer having beer in the fridge. Either way, Aurora wasn't too upset about it. Besides, she'd apparently struck up conversation enough to have company for the night. Aurora called a cab to meet her at the gate to the mansion earlier in the night. She didn't want the responsibility of a car. Besides, parking in Manhattan was a fiasco unto itself. She'd made plans with Shiro, and waited for him by the front door. When he finally showed up, Aurora smiled warmly. "Ready for a night out?"

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hikagi
2008-11-01 03:43 pm UTC (link)

Shiro had to be social. This is how one adapted into the Japanese underground with the Yakuza. If you didn't know how to flex your muscles both figuratively and when it comes to socializing. It got to the point that this lone wolf knew he had to make some connections. Night clubs and hostess clubs back in Tokyo were usually how he unwound. It had been a year since he could even party decently. The mansion was neat and all, but he got cabin fever quite easily.

When the opportunity to go Manhattan came up, he decided to take it up. Aurora seemed interesting. He dressed up in his usual pimping outfit; black pants, dark blue shirt, black blazer, with a black tie. He topped it off with a black fedora and wore a white scarf around his neck. There was a reason he was called gangster by Siryn. As he approached the cab, he gave Aurora a sideways smile, "I'm always read for a night out..." he said carefully. He spoke fluent English but it took thought.

Together, they rode to Manhattan and chose a regular bar that seemed hopping enough, "What do you like to drink... besides Stella?" He walked in, assuming Aurora would follow him and made a beeline to the bar itself.

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son_of_m
2008-11-01 04:01 pm UTC (link)

Sitting alone at a stool tonight, Pietro quietly sipped at his Martini. The Silvered blur known as Pietro Maximoff had been taking a moment to relax, and had chosen a bar owned by a fellow brother, a Mutant. Tonight the Romanian had allowed himself a few drinks as well, and had indulged in a few fine cocktails. He preferred things here, over there, where humans clustered in their bar rooms. After all a little segregation never hurt anyone. Mutants should own and operate preferred bars for those of better standing in the genetic race. Leaning forward Quickie took another long sip and pondered on his state of affairs. He mainly was waiting to see if anything easy on the eyes would jump in, because so far his luck had drawn some Mutant woman with duck feather and a bill for a face, and a young lady who sweated super naturally. Which seemed something more up Toad's alley than anything else. Still a mutant was a mutant, right?

Pietro allowed himself one slight glance at the door as it opened, Blue-grey eyes peeling away for just an instant. Of course all of this was done before human eyes could match his barest movement. Super human speed was a nice mutation, you could look all you want and for all the world it seemed you hadn't looked at all. Hmm. Interesting. Head cantered back in thought, as he felt his pulse quicken a hair. More of Charles crowd was arriving. He had been wondering when he might see their elk again. He had studied the roster there for awhile and knew a little intel here and there. After that was the Brotherhood's secondary business. It would interesting to see where things led these two.

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jeanne_marie
2008-11-01 04:12 pm UTC (link)

Aurora directed the cab driver to a bar that she'd heard was mutant-friendly, one that wouldn't get them into too much trouble if anyone decided to show off. She settled into the back seat and watched the city whirl by from the windows. When they arrived at the bar, Aurora followed Shiro inside, smirking at his question. "My tastes vary with the wind, but a Long Island iced tea sounds good." Hell, if she was going full boar, she at least had a cab ride home.

She pulled up a stool, sitting with her back to the bar to take in the room. When the bartender approached, she swiveled to place her order, then turned back, leaning her elbows against the lacquered wood, eyeing the room again, noting that a man down the bar seemed to be interested in their presence, but making it look less obvious. Which he achieved, for the general populous. Aurora, on the other hand, was not the general populous. "So, Shiro." She smiled at her companion, looking him over him quickly. "Tell me something interesting about yourself. I'm not sure we've ever spoken before today, have we?" Her memory was as unreliable as a Ford. "You have a sister at the mansion, right?"