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Five years!Niki/Jessica Sanders (splitmysoul) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2009-02-21 22:15:00

Current mood:	aggravated
Entry tags:	complete, day 33, dean winchester, niki sanders

Who: Niki/Jessica Sanders OTA
When: Day 33
Why: Boredom and in need of drinks.
Status: Incomplete
Rating: R for Language

"FUCK THIS SHITTY, FUCKING SHITHOLE OF A SHIT PLANET, AND ALL THE SHITTY,FUCKED UP PEOPLE IN IT, ON IT, FUCK IT!" Niki screamed into the sky, toward the ceiling. Angrily she punched a wall, happy when it gave, making a satisfied sound in the back of her throat. She didn't give a shit when it repaired itself, gave her a chance to hit it again and again. Having super strength and resilience was an amazing attribute when you wanted to get out your frustrations. Niki found something metallic then, it at least had metal somewhere inside. Punching that, she heard the dissatisfied groan of said metal as it caved in from her punch. With a smirk on her lips, Niki waited patiently for it to fix itself before doing it again. Wearing a tight leather corset, her long blond hair in a high, long ponytail, the same amount of makeup she would wear while dancing on stage, tight, brown leather pants and stiletto heels. Niki had thought of some cigarettes and thankfully they appeared in her room for her, she took out a lighter and lit one, taking a satisfied drag.

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splitmysoul
2009-02-22 06:45 pm UTC (link)

Niki leaned against the door jam, staring at him. No one had ever called her the creme de la creme. Niki was used to being ogled from her time as an internet stripper, plus she had been called many, many names because of it, nothing that had so much riding on it or attached to it.

"Ah, Sean Connery, just don't start running around her in a skirt. It is a proper kilt or nothing in my home." Niki then canted her head, something about his comment didn't settle well with her, like he was saying he wasn't good enough. It reeked of self deprecation in its worst form.

"No cream of the crop here, just plain ole Jessica Sanders. Hanging with plain ole, pretty cool all on his own, Dean Winchester. Trust me, I am not all that spectacular." Niki said softly, her head tipped down. She appeared vulnerable, and in slight pain. It was her regular face, the mask having slipped somewhere in there. Walking quickly to her glass, she took the bottle and opened it. Offering to pour him some first, before herself, of course.

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hellsboy
2009-02-22 06:58 pm UTC (link)

"Aha ha ha," he laughed. "No kilts for this dude. Straight jeans and AC/DC shirts, please. Though I've been known to wear a monkey suit from time to time to please a lady."

If his previous comment about charming alcoholism had sounded a bit self-deprecating, even if it hadn't been intended to sound that way, hers had sounded very lacking in the self-confidence department. It was such a switch from the seemingly glamorous witty girl that when she moved to pour him another bit of scotch, he put his hand on the bottle and her fingers as well.

"Hey, that's cool with me. We don't even have to be anyone but strangers getting drunk on an awful, spoiled brat of a planet." Then he pulled his hand back and smiled, though this smile was less infused with charm and more with unspoken understanding.

It wasn't as though he had felt all that great about himself since he'd been yanked away. The world had needed saving and on the night he'd been sucked here to Mirage he'd been pining for a girl who'd broken his heart. Pathetic. He wouldn't be that now but he at least understood not feeling like the top of the barrel.

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splitmysoul
2009-02-22 09:41 pm UTC (link)

"So what kind of occasion and lady do you need to get you into said monkey suit? I hope you don't start beating your chest and running around doing other things that monkey's tend to do?" Clearly teasing him.

Niki froze a little the feel of his fingers on her fingers, she had turned her eyes up toward his eyes then. Niki smiled sweetly then, "here, here...cheers to the spoiled brat of a plane speech." Her own smile turned toward the more unspoken understanding too. Niki finished pouring him his glass of scotch, her own free hand gently ran up his wrist to his hand, before pulling it away.

If anything, Niki knew all about pining for someone and something, and she didn't care if it was pathetic or not. Niki just felt like this is my life and how could I have been so stupid? Then Niki was pouring herself her own glass as she sat back down. She didn't always feel as this glamorous, snarky, goddess. Mostly, she just felt like snarky, unhappy Niki.

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hellsboy
2009-02-22 09:55 pm UTC (link)

Feeling adventurous he spilled a little about his more private of moments. Because wearing a tux was more a favor for either a woman he loved or for an operation with his brother.

"It takes a little bit of scotch and a little bit of charm for a woman to talk me into wearing the dreaded black tie formal. Would you have an occasion to bring me somewhere in a tux? Is that why you're asking?"

And with the familiarity and teasing he found he only meant to put her at ease. Not what he generally did but she seemed to call for a little more finesse, a little more gentle touch and he found himself wanted to give her that too. Strange. But he smiled.

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splitmysoul
2009-02-22 10:39 pm UTC (link)

"Oh, I see now. Hmmmm, what does it take? An occasion, special at that? Hmmm, well I don't see the need for a tuxedo in the jacuzzi, I mean you get your clothes all wet and you can't enjoy your relaxation. The only other event that I can think of has the involvement of food and a nice resturant. Those two events are the only pertinent events happening in my near and distant future."

Niki just smiled softly at Dean then, knocking back her scotch, ready to pour herself another glass full. Flexing her hand out of instinct, since her D.I.D. had integrated back to just being herself, that display of power was the first display in a very long time. Speaking of dinner, it had put in her mind then that she was a bit hungry, but she could wait, they were just drinking right now and she wasn't sure in the how's, when's or where's of this and where it was going?

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hellsboy
2009-02-22 11:38 pm UTC (link)

Are you swinging for an invitation to dinner, Ms. Sanders? he asked himself with a small smile on his face. He wasn't about to ask her until they'd both perhaps had another few drinks in them. Truth be told, a gal who could knock the walls the way she had was a bit intimidating. She might want to pound his face into the wall.

Instead of answering her directly, he drained the contents of his tumbler and held it out to her. "Don't you think that a nice night at home with a few good friends," he indicated the bottles of alcohol, "make for a good time? Or am I keeping you from something important?"

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	splitmysoul 2009-02-22 11:50 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh of course it does. It makes for the best of times." Niki shook her head and smiled. Pouring him more scotch, then some for herself. "The only thing I have been thinking on is food." Niki said quite honestly. "The only important thing I have going on is happening right here, right now." Did she just say that out loud, why yes she did and she meant it too. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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