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convivials (convivials) wrote in heureuxlake,
@ 2024-03-02 10:13:00

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Δ complete, Δ threads, → astrid hakansson, → cristiano de sanctis, → emilia vipond, → heather bosch, → iris pepperhorn, → lysette whiteford, → michael price, → nate barnett, → robert evan kerr, ∞ 2000: 03, ◦ elysium's shore nightclub

RP: Month of the Mistress

Kicking off Women's History Month

Open
Sat 03/02/2000; late night
Elisium Shore Nightclub
⚠ Adult ⚠

Iris dressed for the occasion, and as she had promised showed up a little bit early to help Lysette out. She didn't mind. The vampire always kept her well supplied in alcohol and also always looked the other way when Iris was sharing her goodies (or selling them) in the restrooms. Iris could do a good deed for a local business-owner every so often if it helped her out, right?

The place was in rare form with a major lazer show, two lady DJs finishing setting up and testing the sound equiptment and specialty cocktails at half price all month (The Ladykiller - tequila, The Juicy Lucy - vodka, and the Wonder Woman Shot, and the Mistress - a stronger than usual cosmo with a pink sugar rim and two cherries). Iris met with Lysette briefly and then went to work directing two bussers who were setting up the VIP area. It was Iris' specialty after all. She had only pregamed with champagne - her usual choice - so as not to embarrass herself while doing a favor.

Before long, the crowds started flooding in and the music was louder than it had ever been in Iris' somewhat fuzzy memory. She ordered a ladykiller and two bottles of champagne to be brought to her secluded (with a view) 270° couch in the VIP section and then wandered the crowd doing her job of enticing them, tempting them with the forbidden, the mysterious world of the Fae, and before long she settled into her seat with her cocktail and champagne bottles on ice and waited for Nate to join her.

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Cris and Heather

shiftingembers
2024-03-03 11:04 pm UTC (link)

We hardly see you! Let's have a girls night! had lasted about twenty minutes before Heather's cousins had effectively abandoned her for guys that they were now hooking up with. Heather was embarrassed for them, making out on the dance floor like teenagers at prom. So much for girls night.

Heather stalked towards the bar to hunt down something to drink that was less sweet than the pink, sugar-rimmed cocktails her cousins had insisted they start the night with. The decorative chain belt looped through her low-rise jeans chimed softly as she moved, her gaze focused on the rows of bottles she could see behind the bar.

The air was cooler further away from the dance floor and Heather could feel something like a breeze on her bare midriff. It would be a good night for a run, she mused, stepping quickly aside to avoid having drinks spilled over her, and finding a clear spot at the bar next to a vampire.

"You look like you have good taste," she decided. He was hot, at least. "Any drinks you'd recommend?"

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Re: Cris and Heather

whiskeyonice
2024-03-04 01:31 am UTC (link)

Giving the werewolf a steady look he then asked, "What does it look like to have good taste?" He sipped on his very expensive, well-aged whiskey as he watched for her response. Werewolves ran warm, and seemed to move more than his kind, at least in his opinion. It always made him sit almost even-more-still, in response. Maybe some sort of ancient biological or magical reaction to the kind that at one time was his sworn enemy. Of course, today, they were just his neighbors, and this very attractive one was asking for his opinion.

He set his drink on the bar and gave her a small smile; he had brilliant (non-vamp) teeth. "Do you like brown liquor?" He wasn't sure about most people, especially younger ones.

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Re: Cris and Heather

shiftingembers
2024-03-04 10:51 pm UTC (link)

Heather was usually quick to assess situations and had already clocked a few things about the man, but since he'd engaged positively she gave him a once-over with a flash of blue eyes, mostly for show. "For a start, you didn't get those shoes from Payless." She grinned. "And you haven't drowned yourself in cologne." Some human men really needed to learn that less was more.

She leaned an arm against the bar. "I'll drink most things."

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Re: Cris and Heather

whiskeyonice
2024-03-10 08:36 pm UTC (link)

He couldn't help his quiet, low chuckle when she mentioned his shoes. "No, I definitely did not," he said, shaking his head and lifting his drink again. He cocked his head at her next comment, though. He wasn't one to notice scents outside of blood and Nature - dulled taste and smell senses of a Vampire after all - so the thought of someone drowning themselves in chemicals to smell a certain way was foreign to him. "Is that something men do these days?" He couldn't be sure, but it was a good chance she had clocked him as a Vampire and approached him anyway, which might be surprising but not unheard of. Then again, Cris wasn't sure he'd ever approach a Were, mostly just because he couldn't be sure what sort of reception he'd get from them.

"I"m having Dalmore 25th, care for one?" It was roughly $2,500 a bottle, but he preferred it. His glass had cost $200.00, plus tip. But he had the money and he liked his expensive scotch - so what? Plus, he doubt she'd know any of that, but if could treat a pretty Were to a nice drink, why not?

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Re: Cris and Heather

shiftingembers
2024-03-10 09:46 pm UTC (link)

“Unfortunately." One of the many downsides of not fully shifting until she was 17 was coming into her full abilities surrounded by high school boys and and their various smells, both natural and artificial. Male grooming could be hit and miss at the best of times, wolves included. "It can be… unpleasant."

His guess that she wouldn’t recognise the brand was correct, though something about there being a number in the name made Heather think that it was probably one of the nicer ones on the shelf. Her first instinct was to protest that she really had been asking for a recommendation and not angling for him to buy her a drink, but it wasn’t every night she was treated like a lady and not one of the guys. "Sure." She nodded. "I’ll try anything once."

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Re: Cris and Heather

whiskeyonice
2024-03-10 11:46 pm UTC (link)

Cris blanched when she confirmed the issue. Disgusting. "I feel for women-kind. At least, the ones who date men." He shook his head in commiseration. "I can only imagine," he admitted.

When she agreed to a drink, though, he smiled. Her eyes were curious and stunning and he was suddenly glad she had approached him. "Good luck only trying this once. In my opinion the best publicly available scotch in the world." There were of course private collections, but as far as what you could buy as a normal person, this was his favorite. Thankfully, Cris was no normal person.

He flagged down a bartender and ordered a second, telling them to put it on his tab. The bartender - obviously accustomed to Supes and what came with them - didn't even flinch at a bill that already topped $400 without tip. After just two drinks.

Smiling back at Heather he asked, "How is it you find yourself here alone?"

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Re: Cris and Heather

shiftingembers
2024-03-13 07:27 pm UTC (link)

"You're really raising my expectations there," Heather said with a grin. "If I don't like it, I'm gonna be really disappointed." Blissfully unaware of the price of their drinks, Heather thought she would probably take a drink from any man who didn't look like he'd crawled out of his parents' basement. A well-groomed, polite man was a bonus, even if he was a little bit dead.

"Well," she started, glancing back over her shoulder, "I wasn't. But a girls night turned into my cousins finding someone to hook up with in less than an hour." A lot less than an house. Heather wrinkled her nose. "So here I am all alone."

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