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Tweak says, "the white comet of Akagi"

Drea Cooperstein (dreaswheels) wrote in rrinitiative,
@ 2013-10-09 19:28:00

One more for the road
Characters: Drea and Sam
Setting: The bar, considerably later

Cassandra really had been sweet, helping Drea get back to her room and everything. Drea had really tested the woman's patience, but she'd been wonderful throughout the whole thing. Now Drea was in her room, half dressed, and flipping through the feeds. It seemed like a lot of people were out and about still, as much as anyone could be in this dump. Why the hell shouldn't she be out, too? The night was still young, and there was still plenty of alcohol. Maybe if she drank enough she'd die and everything would be better. No, that was a horrible thought and she needed to put it out of her mind. And the best way to do that? Drink more.

She managed to get herself somewhat pulled together, although she'd given up on shoes and socks. Stupid useless feet and legs. They could just get cold if they weren't going to help. At least she'd managed to get some shorts on and mostly buttoned up her shirt. But bras were right out. She wasn't going to wrestle with that thing as well. Besides, if she got lucky, it'd make things easier for everyone, right?

Wheeling back down to the bar from her room had been an exercise in patience. She was having a little trouble sitting up straight, and she'd been weaving a little, but she'd made it. Now, she looked blearily around the bar, wondering who the first person would be to get her a drink. And maybe a little action, if it was a pretty girl. Or hell, an average girl, she wasn't picky.

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sam_and_wesson
2013-10-09 09:19 pm UTC (link)

Sam was one of the few who lingered at the bar. At this point, she was alone, having shown amazing restraint in not following Adrian back to his room. She told herself to play it cool, now that she knew where he was, she could catch him at any time. No, what she needed to do was stay away the hell away from that man. He broke her once, she wasn't going to let it happen again.

She'd lost count of the number of drinks she'd had, but she was still aware of her surroundings, out of habit. So she noticed Drea make her return and couldn't help but smile slowly. Turning to face her, Sam shook her head with a little laugh. "It would be very irresponsible of me get you a drink right now. Then again, I'm not known for being a very responsible person. Name your poison."

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dreaswheels
2013-10-09 11:26 pm UTC (link)

Drea had been hoping Sam would be there. They'd flirted over the little messagey thing and even given each other a show, but this would be the first time they'd actually met in person. And it was definitely worth the wait in her eyes. "I've spent way too much time in my life bein' responsible," she drawled with a smile as she moved a little closer. "I'll have whatever you're havin', long as it's wet and makes ya feel all warm and tingly." Her smile indicated the double entendre, which was much less subtle than it might normally be.

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	sam_and_wesson 2013-10-09 11:42 pm UTC (link)
	Grinning at her response, Sam grabbed a beer and handed it over to Drea. "Well, well, well, aren't we playing it fast and loose tonight? Not that I'm complaining. Cheers." She clinked her bottle lightly against Drea's and offered a wink. "You're even better looking in person." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

dreaswheels
2013-10-09 11:50 pm UTC (link)

"Gotta work fast. I think we turn into pumpkins at midnight," Drea said, barely taking the time to clink back before taking a pretty solid drink. "And you ain't so bad yourself. And I definitely like seein' you in 3D instead of on a little computer monitor." Especially considering that being permanently seated kept her at a nice eye level. "I'm thinkin' I spent too damn long in Vegas. Shoulda made my way to... to... wherever you said you was from."

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sam_and_wesson
2013-10-10 09:22 am UTC (link)

Sam arched a brow slowly. Yeah, the woman was definitely three sheets to the wind. And apparently looking to toss back a few more, given the speed with which she took her first drink. Taking a slow sip from her own bottle, Sam shook her head in amusement. "I don't think we ever did exchange life stories. Especially since I spent most of my time in Vegas too. Maybe we crossed paths and never realized it."

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dreaswheels
2013-10-10 10:10 am UTC (link)

"I think I was too busy showin' you the girls," Drea said with a smirk, leaning forward a little and propping her head up with her hand. "And who knows, we might have. Although I think I'd remember someone like you runnin' inta me." She took another drink of her beer, cheerfully feeling herself floating slowly but surely towards oblivion. "Cause I prob'ly woulda asked for your number, if I had the chance anyways." She let out a healthy burp and kind of fell back in her chair again. "Whoops."

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sam_and_wesson
2013-10-10 10:32 am UTC (link)

"You ok, Speed Racer?" Sam was a little more cautious than she normally would have been when drinking and chatting with a pretty girl. For one, Drea was obviously trashed and Sam wasn't completely heartless, she wasn't going to put her in any compromising situations when she wasn't too clear-headed. "I don't remember if you told me what you used to do, but I am about 99.9% sure that we didn't run in the same circles back home. There weren't many women in my line of work." None, that she personally knew of, but she was sure it was possible.

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dreaswheels
2013-10-10 10:45 am UTC (link)

"Nah, I'm good," Drea said, waving the bottle towards Sam and sloshing the last bit that was in there. Wow, that thing went away quickly. "I'm pain-free and havin' fun. I'm fucktacular." She giggled. "I dunno if either of us told. But I was kinda the same way, lot more dicks than chicks doin' what I did. Though I rocked the uniform like crazy. Aw, fuck." She'd let it slip again. Kind of, anyways. To hide her embarrassment, she chugged the rest of her bottle.

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sam_and_wesson
2013-10-10 01:27 pm UTC (link)

From the xontext clues she offered, Sam was able to put two and two together. "Ah, so you were a cop? Well, that makes sense then. Surprise, surprise, I wasn't exactly on the same side of the law as you back then. But here were are now in prison, the great equalizer." Watching her chug, Sam shook her head a little and gently removed the now empty bottle from Drea's hand. "Slow down, baby doll. You're gonna regret that in the morning."

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dreaswheels
2013-10-10 08:06 pm UTC (link)

Drea pouted a little as the bottle was taken out of her hand. If she'd really wanted to, she could've fought back, she thought. But Sam was cute enough that she'd let it slide, assuming she got another one soon. "Guilty. I was tryin' to keep it a secret, but I guess I've lost my touch there." She patted her lap. "We're on the same side now, though, I s'pose. Why don't you get me another one and come on over here."

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	sam_and_wesson 2013-10-10 08:55 pm UTC (link)
	She moved closer to Drea, sans alcohol, giving her a wink and a smile. "No need to keep secrets, doll. I already got fucked over by a cop and he's not half as amusing as you are. Or as pretty, but don't let him hear that. How about a little less drinking and a little more conversation. That hopefully leads to some action." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

dreaswheels
2013-10-11 08:08 am UTC (link)

At least Drea's former occupation was going over better than she'd expected for the most part. That was a relief, as was the wink and the smile Sam gave her. "I guess I can take a small break. For now." She put out her hand to pull Sam into her lap. "And you say you been fucked over by a cop, but you ever just been fucked by one? 'Specially a lady cop? I always got complimented on my full body searches." If she wasn't going to be allowed to indulge in one vice, she was going to dive fully into another.

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	sam_and_wesson 2013-10-11 10:18 am UTC (link)
	Moving into her lap carefully, since Drea seemed dead set on having her there, Sam draped an arm around her shoulders. "I never really took kindly to cops before, no offense. But I've had my share of lady lovin' and I gotta say I certainly don't hate it. And I bet you are very talented." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

dreaswheels
2013-10-11 09:43 pm UTC (link)

Ah, now this felt much better to Drea. A little drinky drink in her system, a pretty girl in her lap... this was more like home. She hadn't felt this way in a long time. "None taken. Besides, I ain't a cop anymore. Between the legs and the whole jail thing, I'm pretty sure I'm done with that line of work." Her hand caressed Sam's thigh, giving her a nice happy feeling inside. "As for the rest... I guess you'll just have to find out for yourself."

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	sam_and_wesson 2013-10-11 09:56 pm UTC (link)
	She let Drea have her fun, watching her with a mix of curiosity and amusement. Since she hadn't bothered to ask what her past in Vegas entailed, she didn't bother mentioning it. "I bet that line of work is kind of overrated anyway. There's a world of more interesting things you could do. You could be a masseuse." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

dreaswheels
2013-10-11 10:55 pm UTC (link)

Drea laughed, perhaps a little louder than she would have. "Oh, fuck no. Then I'd probably have to touch men and that's fucking disgusting." She continued to explore her new playmate's body. A bit more clumsily than she would have in the past, but it was still fun. "Now, if I could guarantee it was all girls that looked like you..." She leaned forward, towards Sam's chest. "Mmm... soft. I like soft."

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	sam_and_wesson 2013-10-12 10:14 am UTC (link)
	Running her fingers gently through Drea's hair, Sam just shurgged a little. "You could run your own business, cater just to specific clientele. People do that sort of thing all the time. Sounds like a ton of fun to me." (Reply to this) (Parent)