Sometimes Things Just Creep Up on You... Who: Blake and Gwen Where: Eden When: Sunday evening, June 6th
Normally, any teenager would be excited to be currently living above a club. Blake? Not so much. It was a family run business, which meant... a lot of family members were there. Alternate reality or not, she didn't want family reporting her activities to her parents (or, one of them, at any rate). Not that she'd be up to any mischief, mind you. She made her way into Eden (fully unaware that her half-sister liked to go there), clad in black Doc's, paint-splattered tight-fitting dark blue jeans and a faded grey and red singlet top, with a matching red necklace. Her hair (which was currently a dark brown, with red highlights) was pulled back and slightly concealed by a bandanna with her bangs falling in front of her face. At least she colour coordinated, right? That was a step up from Rachelle's "sense of style"...
Gwen, meanwhile, was done up in a much different style. I believe it was Maddie who called this look 'goth prostitute'. She had a black streak dyed through her blonde hair, dark, heavy eyeliner, blood red lipstick, and the outfit? Jeez. She had on a black and white schoolgirl skirt, thigh-high fishnets, a baby tee with the Punisher skull, and clunky, barely laced combat boots. She casually made her way to the bar, grinning wildly.
Ah, the joys of being underage, huh? Blake made her way to the bar and ordered herself a coke, scenting the crowd out of habit (since she'd had an incident back home that almost resulted in her being demon noms) and turned herself slightly when she caught Gwen's bouquet. Slayer, maybe?
Holy schnikes! Gwen did a double-take when she saw Blake. What a freakin' HOTTIE! With a Cheshire grin, she sauntered over to her and gave a lazy grin. "Nice outfit. It'd look better crumpled in a heap on my bedroom floor..."
Cheesy line or not, it still managed to get a grin out of Blake. "Come on, you have to have a better pick-up line than that." Oh, was that the sound of a gauntlet being thrown? "Or a worse one, I'm not picky."
"How about 'nice shoes. Wanna fuck'? How's that one?" Gwen asked with a giggle. This was the best mood she'd been in in a WHILE.
Blake laughed at that one and shook her head, "I always liked: ‘Fuck me if I'm wrong, but I think you want to kiss me.'" Okay, this was kind of fun, even if a little random...
"Ah, a chick after my own heart. Nice to meet ya. I'm Gwen." She extended a hand to the girl and grinned her sexiest grin.
Oh, no one was immune to that grin. Not even Blake Martin-Bale. She smirked and took Gwen's hand, giving it a firm shake. "Blake, and it's nice t'be met," she joked.
"Damn. Gotta say I'm lovin' that smile, babe." Gwen admitted with a little laugh. "That shit could melt steel, man."
"Probably why I don't do it so often. Wouldn't want to destroy the world or anything," Blake replied. She was honestly a little puzzled. Usually Belle was the one to get this kind of attention, not the other way around.
Gwen picked up on that, too. She blinked, a little confused. "...you don't get hit on a lot, do ya?"
"Yeeeea--Noooo," Blake laughed. "I have a sister who's apparently perfect, so," she shrugged, "kinda got used to being overlooked."
"If she's better looking than you, she must be a fucking GODDESS, because girl? You are hot as HELL." The worst part? This wasn't even Gwen flirting. This was blunt force honesty.
Blake's eyebrows shot up. She accepted that Gwen believed what she was saying, but she couldn't help it but say: "You should probably open with something like that next time. I dare anyone to resist that."
"That wasn't a line, babe. That was just the truth. You're HOT." Gwen nodded and crossed her arms over her breasts. "Like, seriously, ridiculously, take-you-home-and-demolish-you hot."
"And you're not doing that now beeecause?" Ah yes, it was easy to see where Blake got her sense of humour now, wasn't it?
"Oh, now aren't YOU cheeky." The girl's overall personality reminded her of someone, but she couldn't quite place it.
Blake rolled her eyes in a 'Yeah, I've heard that before' kind of way, although she couldn't stop that grin of hers. She honestly couldn't remember having this good a time. At least not lately. "Naw, I don't know what you're talking about."
"You live around here?" Gwen asked, just having a blast right now. "If so, we should totally do something sometime."
"I doooo, but I'm not exactly in a position where I can have guests right now," Blake replied, before rolling her eyes. "I'm living with extended family, so…hoping it's not permanent but nothing's decided yet." Not that she didn't love her parents, but at this age and universe? It was a little weird.
"I know the feeling. I live with my... adopted dad right now. Granted, that doesn't stop me from having loud-ass sex or anything, but that's just cos I'm awesome like that." The blonde slayer snickered and gave a triumphant grin.
Blake laughed and shook her head before taking a sip of her coke, "Before it wasn't a problem, but… this is a new situation and I want to make a good impression." Can you picture a halo around her head? No? Well, she's trying, so leave her alone. "Or as good as I can, anyway."
"I get that." Gwen admitted, wondering why she wasn't trying harder to just sex the girl up. Maybe it was the part of her that wanted both sex AND a new friend. "You know, you're pretty cool. Ok, and sexy as hell. But I like you."
"I was just thinking the same thing… only about you," Blake admitted with a grin. It was a new world, so… why not? She'd have to make a new friend sometime. Why not now? "Maybe awesome people just gravitate around each other, huh?"
Oh god. It hit her then, who the girl reminded her of, and it briefly killed her inside: she was similar to how Gwen herself was, before Skylar had destroyed her heart. "Hey. You like surprises?" She asked with an impish grin.
Blake gave Gwen a cockeyed look, but, if she was being honest? "For the most part, yes. Why?" She was suspicious, sure, but curiosity always got the better of her.
"Good." She leaned in quickly, giving Blake a sweet, but still sexy, kiss on the lips. "Surprise."
Surprise? That miiight have been understating it. Just a little. Blake's eyebrows shot up and she purred: "I'd call that a good surprise."
"So..." Gwen said nervously, "Shit. Am, uh...am I the only one feeling some serious chemistry here? Because I'm sorta thinking I'd like to take you out sometime..."
"That's funny. I'm sorta thinking that I might let you," Blake replied with a lopsided grin. What? The future alternate reality daughter of Bennett Bale and Rachelle Martin couldn't have a sense of humour?
"I can't get over how drawn to you I am. Damn." Gwen shook her head and gave a nervous laugh. "Seriously... I totally talked to you with the intent of having The Sex with you."
"Now what? You wanna get to know me?" What? Like she couldn't tease... "Not that I'm complaining, because damn."
"I do, actually. I wanna see if this damn spark can lead to anything." She laughed with a roll of her eyes. "Because whether we can end up best friends or more, I don't wanna ruin the chances, no matter HOW hot I bet the sex would be." Gwen even managed to avoid the jokes about getting the sister involved, which for her? Was class.
"Well that sure as hell sounds reasonable to me, but still..." Blake leaned in for a quick, yet surprisingly passionate kiss on the lips, "remember that kiss. You might wanna think about it later." What? Like she couldn't have her naughty moments...