March 2nd, 2009

(no subject) @ 10:20 pm

[info]mad_intern:
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Setting: Eugene and Brixie's apartment, a club
Time: Evening
Characters: Eugene, open to Brixie
Rating: TBA

Eugene brushed his unruly hair back, and then decided on a head scarf for the evening. He hadn't been able to choose between bright lime green and purple, and compromised on both, pulling a black vest over it all. Eugene was occasionally known for his eye-searing fashion sense, but he didn't mind. He knew what he liked, and it certain drew attention! Though that might have been the mustache and he towered at least a head over most other people near him.

"BRIXIE!" he hollered as he ambled into the hall. Mostly because he liked to hassle her, he poked his head into her room. "Are you ready, woman? We're going to be late! It's been hours!" He was pretty sure it hadn't been, but it was the man's nature to tease. "You better look disgustingly gorgeous!"
 

February 16th, 2009

RP Thread: Brixie & OTA. @ 09:48 pm

[info]brixie:
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Setting: Drool & Dine Diner.
Time: Early evening, February 16th.
Characters: Brixie Evans & Open to Any.
Rating: PG-13 for language.
Summary: Brixie is covering a shift and isn't very happy about a customer who decides to speak to her rudely. And then whatever else happens!

The regulars at Drool & Dine were disrespectful, but in the most respectful way possible. Flirting was common, but they hardly touched or even acted like they wanted to touch Brixie or any of the other waitresses. Most of it was talk and for the most part, enjoyable. Brixie expected some shady characters and men who got too grabby and bad-mouthed. The 'uniform' she was required to wear told anyone who entered the sort of establishment it was. She heard women talk badly about her because her shirt was showing too much stomach and her shorts were so tight that you could tell that she either didn't have underwear on or it was the sort that was meant to make others think she wasn't wearing any.

Tonight, Brixie was wearing a black mini-skirt with pink and black striped knee-high socks. Her shirt was a bit on the conservative side for the diner, but it was still low-cut enough to get men to stare at her. Due to her lack of breasts, she usually tried to emphasis her legs and it had always worked before. )
 

Genetics are a bitch.