Blake Morrison (blake_mb) wrote in vivavampvegas, @ 2010-10-19 16:24:00 |
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Sisterly Type Bonding... Thing
Who: Blake & Courtney
Where: Avarice II
When: Saturday night
Well, it seemed tonight was a rare Saturday night: Gwen and Kimberly both had plans (Kimberly training with her watcher and Gwen finalizing some things for getting the new store renovated), leaving Courtney and Blake with nothing to do. Considering the half-sisters hadn't seen each other except for in school since coming to Vegas, the little blonde had decided tonight was the perfect opportunity to catch up. She called the tomboyish werewolf, telling in her usual blunt, bossy way to be at Avarice II in an hour, then went and got ready.
So now, the young witch sat there, in a long, clingy black dress that showed just a touch of her blossoming cleavage, a black studded choker around her neck as she waited, an emotionless look etched on her face.
"You look like you're having fun," Blake commented dryly as she sat opposite Courtney, unable to conceal the snarky grin that crossed her face a few seconds later. She wasn't dressed quite as extravagantly as Courtney, just dressed in tight black jeans and a matching low-cut top, her hair tied back in a tight ponytail. Unlike Rachelle, Blake had SOME sense of style.
"I never 'have fun', Blake." Courtney said in that maddening robotic tone. "I simply exist, and try to make the best of what this world places before me." Oh, what a whirligig of excitement, hm?
"So I guess you've gotten pretty good at eating out then, huh?" Blake replied, without even THINKING who she was talking to. It took her brain a few seconds to catch up with her mouth and she blinked. "I'm trying not to picture that."
Courtney raised an eyebrow briefly, before sighing. "As always, Blake, you are quite literally the epitome of class. Although..." Oh my GOD, she actually gave a lazy smile there! "I cannot say I've heard Kimberly complain. Or do much else other than quite loudly scream my name."
Blake just cackled then. Loudly. That was the best reply in the history of EVER. "Oh, we're SO related, girl."
"Of course we are. Primarily because my father and your mother cannot seem to 'keep it in their pants' as the others in school like to say." Jesus, Courtney. "I'm pleased to see you and Morrison have yet to get yourselves thrown in jail..."
"There's still time," Blake replied with a cocky little grin. Come on, they hadn't even explored sex in public yet! (Well, okay, ONCE, but let's not hold that against 'em, hm?). "I could say the same about you, only for manslaughter instead of public 'indecency'".
"There's still time." Courtney replied, quoting Blake's words. "Especially since I know Kimberly will likely overlook it or find it 'adorable'." Oh, did someone know she had her girl wrapped around her finger? And also... how annoying was it how she ALWAYS called everyone by their full name?
Blake didn't find the full name thing annoying, honestly. Then again, she'd known Courtney a lot longer than most… and there WAS the whole 'related by blood' thing might have had something to do with it. "I think you've got yourself a keeper, sis." She knew that Bastian was the only one allowed to get away with 'sissy'... oddly enough.
"As do I. Kimberly is maddeningly sarcastic, at times obnoxiously hyperactive, and she teases me FAR too much. Yet... I find myself unable to imagine my life without her. When I picture something happening to her, it makes me want to kill people. Many, many people." And folks? For Courtney, that was actually SWEET.
"I'm the same," Blake admitted. "Of course, it'd be on a much smaller scale than what YOU'RE capable of." Since she knew that she had her limits, whereas Courtney... maybe didn't have any.
"....you DO realize that the woman you're dating is practically my aunt, yes?" She snickered (yes, Courtney SNICKERED), wondering if Blake had ever thought about these things.
Blake just blinked at her, wondering what that had to do with anything. "Yeah?"
"...and people call ME the evil one." Courtney mused with a rather sexy little smirk. She then scoffed, seeing a girl with pink hair walk in. "Please. Only my Kimberly can make pink hair truly work. That woman there makes it just look... silly."
Blake turned in her seat to not-so-subtly look at the girl. "You're not wrong. Kim makes that girl look like a complete 'tard by comparison. Yes, I realize that she and I are related. Shut up. Oh. Also. Forgot to tell you. Me and your practical aunt are engaged now."
Courtney barely gave a real reaction (come on, this was Courtney, after all), but DID give a respectful bow of her head. "Congratulations. I wish you both the best. Does Bella know yet? Because that should be quite the humorous meltdown."
"No. I haven't spoken to her. ALTHOUGH I figured I'd start with 'Good news, I'm fucking your mom!' and finish the sentence with 'who I'm also engaged to. Isn't that fucking fantastic!?'" She toned it down, then. "Thanks though. We haven't talked about specifics, but I'd love you to be there on the day in any capacity."
"I wouldn't miss it." She said simply, crossing her legs demurely. "While you occasionally make me wish death and dismemberment on you, you ARE my half-sister. Will Bastian be there?" She asked almost eagerly, which sounded, from her, kind of sad. "I rather... miss her badly."
Blake giggled and nodded to the first part, since most of the time she PURPOSELY tried to piss Courtney off to get a reaction. "She should be, yeah. She's dating one of Josie's Alt!Mom's which is... kind of gross if you think about it. I don't think Josie knows..." Oh god, the evil wheels were turning.
"Ah, Josie. Now there's a... rather attractive young woman." Courtney admitted before blushing(!) and changing the subject. "I did not just say that."
"You did, but it's okay." Oh dear, was Blake going to admit to something here? "I actually had a pretty big crush on her before we moved, but she's so... asexual, it's not even funny."
"I've been told that myself. Of course... those people were simply people I wasn't attracted to. I believe Kimberly would tell you I'm.... QUITE sexual." She said with a little sneer, kind of missing the pink-haired Slayer now.
Blake laughed, finding it amusing yet also interesting that she was able to get Courtney to talk about anything of a sexual nature. Of course, she was trying her damnedest not to visualize ANY of it. "I'll just take your word for it."
"When you talk to Bastian... will you please ask her to call me?" Courtney asked with almost a whimper. Aww...
"Will do," Blake promised, actually going as far as to cross an 'X' over her heart.
"She's the only person alive that I feel truly... understands me." Courtney admitted with a frustrated sigh.
"I know," Blake replied. She'd always be a little jealous of Bastian for her connection with Courtney, but she also knew how important that connection WAS, so she never let that jealousy get in the way. "Her life's in LA, though."
"You're... really in love with Morrison, aren’t you." She said, sort of still surprised. Not that it was GWEN, just that Blake was so... ridiculously, sweetly in love with ANYONE. "I suppose even I can still be surprised."
Blake smiled faintly and let out a small, dreamy sigh. "She’s just... she's My World." Hrmh, did she just find a phrase to put on their weddings bands? My, I think she did.
"I'm truly very happy for you. I may not... emote much, but I love you. And I hope you and she have a long, happy life together." Of course, it would sound MUCH more sweet if it wasn't said with all the emotion of a robot...
Naw, Blake found it sweet anyway. It wasn’t often that they could talk without Courtney bitching about/maiming people, so that was definitely a step up. "Thank you, Courtney."