Meredith Delany (band_chicka) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-02-02 20:51:00 |
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Current location: | Saints and Sinners |
Current mood: | mellow |
Entry tags: | kayla barnes, mere delany, place: la |
First Meeting
Who: Mere and Kayla
Where: Saints and Sinners
When: Jan 30, Saturday Night
Mere sat at a table at Saints and Sinners, watching as one of the girls danced on stage and some frat guys fawned over her and threw twenties at her feet. It really was quite amusing to watch this in action. Men giving away their money because a girl was willing to take her clothes off. It was downright funny to her, actually. She wasn't personally attracted to the girl on stage (too blond and bimbo-y for her tastes), but to each their own, she assumed. That's really about how she thought on all of that. Tonight was a little boring, at least from Mere's perspective. The girls were behaving themselves, so Mere wasn't breaking up any fights. So, a little slow for her.
Kayla had the evening free and decided that it would be a good time to make a visit to Saints and Sinners. For a few reasons. To see Deanna, to see Deanna at work and to potentially meet Meredith, Ben, or Ben’s uncle, Dave, since she spoke so highly of them. Kayla doubted she’d get jealous, or frustrated, but it was better to test that theory now rather than down the line when things became more complicated. She made her way in the club wearing black leather pants and a white dress shirt… minus the sleeves and buttoned down to her cleavage. She ordered herself a beer and scanned the club, before spotting a familiar face. Well, familiar to her, anyway, since she’d seen Meredith perform. She smirked and sat down at Meredith’s table. Surprisingly she didn’t stammer and try to introduce herself, but she suspected that was because she wasn’t trying to pick the woman up, but because she knew who they had in common, whereas she doubted Meredith did. At least from appearances.
Mere hadn't seen Kayla yet, but, when someone just sits down at her table, she's going to figure that they know her in some way or another. Mere simply smiled at the girl and took a sip of her drink before saying, "Do we know each other and I somehow forgot, or is this a 'get to know you' visit?"
“The second one,” Kayla confirmed. She took a sip of her beer and set it on the table before offering her hand for the customary introductory handshake, “I’m Kayla.”
Mere smiled at her when she said her name. "Oh, so you're the famous Kayla," she said, shaking the girl's hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you finally."
“Famous?” Kayla repeated with a grin, noting that Meredith’s hand was … lukewarm, at best. “I guess that means Dee’s been talkin’ about me, huh?” She couldn’t help it but feel warm and fuzzy about that. It was… nice. Something she hadn’t felt in a long time.
"Damn straight she is," Mere told her. "I think she's already feeling all the happy butterflies in her stomach and everything." Of course, Deanna fell for people easily, even if she was feeling on her guard because of things like what happened with her and Lindsey. She wondered if Kayla knew about that at all.
Kayla didn’t have all the details in regards to ‘The Lindsey Incident’ but she hoped that, given time, Deanna would tell her about it. She smiled sweetly and felt her cheeks flush. “I think I’m feeling that, too. I mean,” she rolled her eyes cutely; “I know I am. She’s just… well, you know.” She grinned again.
"Well, good," Mere said of Kayla having the same feelings. "I'm protective over my friend and everything. I wouldn't want someone to not have the same feelings for her and everything."
“Yeah, it seems like she’s been burned before because of that.” Kayla looked sad when she said that. She was of the mind that someone as sweet as Deanna shouldn’t get crapped on. “But part of the reason I’m here is to let you know that I don’t plan to hurt her, or anything. The other part was, um, me wanting to meet you, since you’re all she seems to talk about.” She grinned.
"Wow, could you say that," Mere said about Deanna being burned before. "Like stepping foot on the sun burned. Glad to hear that you're not gonna hurt her, you know." Very glad to hear that. "I can't be all that she talks about. Girl's too interesting on her own for that."
“True,” Kayla replied with a grin. “I guess what I meant was that she very clearly adores you. I guess I wanted to see for myself why. It’s pretty obvious.” She smiled sweetly. “She… I think she’s amazing, and I’m totally going to stop gushing right now and point the spotlight at you. I have to admit, I’m a fan of your music, but beyond that I don’t know a thing about you.”
"Deanna said something about you being a fan, which just shows how awesome you obviously are," Mere pointed out. "As for anything to know about me, just ask."
Ah. The honest type. Good. Kayla disliked secrets and lies almost as much as Deanna did. “Well, I guess I’ll start with the easy stuff. What do you do for fun?”
"I work with hot naked women. What's not fun about that?" Mere asked playfully. "Past my awesome job, most of my fun revolves around music." And sex, but Kayla probably didn't want to hear that.
Kayla laughed and leaned back in her chair, before taking another sip of her beer. Unlike Deanna, she could drink with the best of them, but fortunately this was a more casual visit and didn’t require her to get drunk off her arse. “Well, there’s something we have in common. Music, I mean.” She rolled her eyes cutely. “I’m studying to be a recording engineer… or a teacher, I haven’t decided which yet.” Since they both appealed…
"Really?" That piqued Mere's interest a bit. "You should talk to Skylar then. She's Suicide Messiah's lead singer, and she likes the engineering side of music, too."
“Cool. It’s not that often that you find people who are interested in it. I mean,” she made a cute face, “Sure, I go to class with some, but for the most part they’re… d-bags.” She didn’t like to say it, but it was true.
Mere nodded. "Well, like I said, you should talk to her then. I can introduce you if you'd like."
Yeah, it was official. Mere was the coolest chick ever. Even beyond the whole weird uncomfortable feeling she got in her stomach about the girl. Who knows, though? Maybe it was something she ate… “I would love you fooooorever if you introduced us.”
"Now that is something I can do for you," Mere told her. "Skylar is usually here or at Avarice, so she's not hard to find at all."
“Kinda like you, huh?” Kayla replied, raising an eyebrow, since she couldn’t help but notice certain similarities. Her question was forgotten almost immediately, however, as one of the girls was doing something very… athletic on stage. She tilted her head to the side, “I don’t think I have enough strength on my thighs to be able to do that.”
"Well, her future hubby owns both clubs, and I woke here and very much enjoy Avarice, but I see your point," Mere said to her. Her and Skylar actually had a decent amount in common, including sharing two exes (Ben and, well, she had at least slept with Gwen). She laughed when Kayla pointed out what was going on on stage. "Well, you got to be athletic and flexible when doing this sort of thing." Mere was very tempted to hop up there one of these days and show just what she could do, but refrained thus far.
“Ben sounds pretty impressive,” Kayla murmured, still a little… befuddled by what she was watching. Deanna had told her some things about Ben, while others she had heard on the grapevine. She wasn’t one to pass on gossip or believe something totally without proof (or from the horse’s mouth itself), but what she gathered was: impressive. “You know, now that you mention it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen an overweight stripper.” She chuckled and looked away from the girl, feeling the blush on her cheeks as she thought about a certain stripper’s body.
"Strippers really have to be athletic if they want to make any real money," Mere said. "Any girl can take off her clothes, but it takes a real athlete to be a good exotic dancer. You really don't get out of shape strippers."
Now see, if Kayla had a mouth on her, she would have asked if Meredith was a stripper because with a body like that? She could be. Fortunately, she didn’t. Instead she blushed again, praying to God that she’d stop doing that since it was stupidly embarrassing. “That’s good to know,” she grinned, thinking of Deanna again. Talk about a one track mind.
Mere COULD be a stripper, easily, but she figured that her boyfriend wouldn't like that too much. Besides, most of this town had already seen her naked, anyway. She might as well wait fifty or so years before stripping. She'd be the hottest sixty nine year old stripper out there.
Kayla tilted her head to the side, honestly wondering where Meredith’s mind just went then. Luckily she didn’t ask. Otherwise she might have been disturbed… very, very disturbed and possibly of a mind that Meredith was insane. Poor girl doesn’t know what’s in store for her. “Annnnnyway, I’d better get goin’. I need my beauty sleep,” she chuckled, “if you see my girl, give her a big smooch for me, eh?”