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Post by Veronica Massey on Oct 26, 2008 23:42:25 GMT -5
Picking up his drink, he strolled casually over to the girl's table. "This seat taken?" he asked lightly. Veronica shook her head and motioned with her hand for him to have a seat. "No, it's quite empty. But you're welcome to join me if you'd like. I am just back in town and wouldn't mind the company. Do you come here often?" She was friendly, she had no reason not to be and just because the man was devastatingly handsome didn't mean he had any intentions other than to just for company for all she knew. |
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Post by Nathalia Webb on Oct 27, 2008 5:15:00 GMT -5
Oh, Nathalia wished she had actually taken that bet with someone.
He was giving her classic one liners that never worked, but she figured his cheesy question was canceled out by the rose, so he was still playing good numbers.
"Well, I don't know, but I certainly hope I don't give you any reason to turn around and start looking. What was the phrase you just spoke? What does it mean?"
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Post by dimitri on Oct 27, 2008 10:46:58 GMT -5
Dimitri smiled at Nathalia as she spoke, she was even more beautiful up close and Dimitri would have no complaints about leaving here with his little dove. "It just means you are beautiful, sometimes I slip and the Russian comes out." Grabbing one of the roaming bar hands, Dimitri leaned over and whispered. "Bring me a firewhiskey, a double. Bring the lady whatever she wishes as well." Leaning in close he looked into Nat's eyes, becoming lost for a moment before he continued on. "So Nathalia, tell me what is there to do around here?"
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Post by Nathalia Webb on Oct 27, 2008 12:03:28 GMT -5
Nathalia asked for another drink, briefly wondering if he was trying to get her drunk. She didn't mind drinking on his tab, but she hadn't even finished the first drink he'd bought her, and she had a drink before that.
"That depends on your pleasure," she told him, keeping ey contact easily, even when he was close and looking at her intently. "Tell me what you like to do and I can tell you where to go."
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Post by dimitri on Oct 27, 2008 19:01:23 GMT -5
Dimitri could sense right away that this was one witch who liked to play games. Dimitri loved to play games depending on what they were and this little peacock looked like she could handle her own in the bedroom as well. As his drink arrived he barely noticed, his eyes still locked onto Nathalia.
Reaching across the table he gently took one of her hands into his. "Well, where can a guy like myself take a pretty little dove such as yourself, for...a good time?" Winking at Nathalia, the simple wink held promises of a very good time depending on how far she'd let him go.
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Post by Nathalia Webb on Oct 27, 2008 19:24:19 GMT -5
The smile on Nat's face was one that said she was not timid, that she knew she had assets and she knew how to use them. If they wanted a mousey girl, she was not the one to approach.
His question brought all kinds of answers to her mind, and the coy look in her eyes hinted as much.
"I'll be honest, most guys bring a girl here for a good time. So if you want somewhere better, you're playing in the big leagues." And that, personally, was very sexy.
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Post by dimitri on Oct 27, 2008 20:46:39 GMT -5
Dimitri was not unaware of the look that had entered her eyes, he was breaking ground and this little dove was ready to give way, even if it was slowly. He could detect something as she finished speaking, perhaps the little witch was turned on by big league guys. Now Dimitri had no idea what was considered big league in England but he had amassed quite a good amount of Galleons before making his sojourn out here, so he figured he could afford it.
Downing his firewhiskey in one gulp, he looked back towards Nathalia. "It seems I should rephrase my question..." Pausing he scanned Nathalia's lithe form one more time just to reassure himself she was worth the effort. "Where can a man like myself with big pockets go to show a beautiful little dove such as yourself a very good time..." Bringing her hand to his lips, he kissed it once more. "An angel such as yourself belongs in a much higher class place than this dump.."
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Post by Nathalia Webb on Oct 27, 2008 21:50:57 GMT -5
"I'll give you a secret, since you're not from around here," Nathalie said, leaning towards him and giving him all the body language cues that suggested she was very engaged in the moment.
She had come here for a bit of fun, and that's what she was going to do.
"You don't need deep pockets to show a girl a good time."
She glanced towards Derek and wondered if he would even let her leave. Well, he would have to. She'd murder him if he stopped her.
What did she tell this foreign man? Where did she want to go... on his dime? The goal, eventually, was back at his place, but where in the mean time?
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Post by dimitri on Oct 28, 2008 3:49:06 GMT -5
Dimitri smiled a little brighter at her comment, watching as she leaned in, he noticed that her dress showed a bit more cleavage than most women thought proper. Well, Dimitri never did have a problem with that, in fact he liked to think it helped his case some. Leaning in until his lips were just inches from her's he whispered quietly. "Yes, but it never hurt either...." Deciding he would try his way, the Russian way and take what he wanted, he leaned in the rest of the way as his lips met hers. Pulling back a little he smiled once more, "So, you were saying about a good time?"
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Post by Nathalia Webb on Oct 28, 2008 4:05:34 GMT -5
He was definitely bold. She didn't mind at all. In fact, she felt like she should have rewarded him for it. She pressed her lips against his in response, and slowly licked them when he pulled away from her, letting the taste of him linger. She was reacting in a positive way to every advance he made. He was refreshing to the British guys that took their time and bored her to tears while she waited for them to make a move.
"Tell you what, why don't we take a little walk, and you can tell me about the other customs your country has that are compliments." She was referring to his comment earlier about being so bold and it being a compliment in his country, and it was a clear invitation to him.
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Post by dimitri on Oct 28, 2008 11:25:34 GMT -5
Pulling away from their delicious kiss, he eyed this witch with a whole new appreciation. She seemed to know what she wanted and went for it, without doubts or reason for pause. Dimitri could appreciate that kind of mindset, he was much the same way when it came to women. He came in, made them feel like the most special thing alive and then made him his before moving onto the next. Listening as she spoke he grinned and nodded, standing up he nodded to the bartender who beamed and waved back at him.
Moving over to Nat, he held his hand out to assist her get over her chair. "Sounds good, I think you will find most customs of my country to be very.....accomodating."
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Post by Nathalia Webb on Oct 28, 2008 11:40:36 GMT -5
"I have no doubt," Nathalia replied, taking his hand and getting to her feet, well aware that the three drinks she had had were getting to her a little. Not enough to make her lose control, but just enough to impair her judgement.
She had no problem leaving the club with this man. If they ended up back at his place, she'd be gone before he woke up, though. It was always better to be the one that left, she decided, rather than the one to be left.
She followed as he lead her towards the door, looking for Derek briefly, silently warning him not to step in.
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Post by Becky Stanton on Oct 28, 2008 16:17:54 GMT -5
Another girl stepped up before Becky had the chance to. Derek sighed inwardly, there was nothing curiosity provoking about the female that approached him. She was here to have a good time, like the others, they were all looking for the same thing and now that his interest had been provoked by another he wasn't interested. As politely as possible he took her hand which she had laid on his shoulder, and removed it, "Sorry I'm here with someone." he said loud enough that the other girl might hear. Then dismissed the girl on his arm before looking straight at Becky and gesturing her over. "Hello." he replied one word that seemed to carry a sentence, really it was just a feeling a timber in his voice that was ease provoking and uneasy at the same time. Becky felt a chill run down her spine at the simple word. The look in his eyes didn't hurt, either. Waving at the bartender, she ordered a glass of wine, hoping that the alcohol would calm her nerves. "I couldn't help but notice you... watching me," she said. "I'm Becky." Merlin, she sounded desperate. She could only hope he didn't get bored right away. Maybe she could get him to dance with her just once. Several times, she noticed that his eyes seemed to be traveling past her, and she turned around to see a handsome, exotic man talking with a pretty blonde. "You keep looking over there. Do you... know her?" she asked, biting her lower lip. |
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Post by Derek Burke on Oct 28, 2008 19:33:29 GMT -5
Becky. It suited her he thought with a smile. He tilted his head towards the bar as if to ask her to order whatever she wanted. Then he asked about Nat and his eyes strayed again before settling on Becky, " Would it make you jealous if I said yes?" he asked her in a husky tone.
Derek was busy enough with Becky now that he didn't notice when his niece left with the Russian.
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Post by Becky Stanton on Oct 28, 2008 23:42:34 GMT -5
Becky felt another thrill run through her, and her lips broke into a shy smile. "Well, we did only just meet, and I don't even know your name," she said. "So I don't really have a right to be jealous.... but I might be, just a little bit." What woman wouldn't want to have this man's full attention? He was like a Greek god personified.
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Post by Derek Burke on Oct 28, 2008 23:52:32 GMT -5
"I'd consider it a lucky omen if you were jealous." he smiled, " Tell me Becky...I don't want to sound cliche, but what is a girl like you doing in a place like this?" he asked sliding over the fact that he did know the other girl. Perhaps it was just in his nature to make a girl feel beautiful and that's why he gave her his entire attention, though his eyes were soft, lingering as if he were slowly appreciating her. But the best thing about him had to be the fact that he was looking in her eyes, not at any other part of her anatomy, and not the fake stare that guys did until you turned so they could return their attention on your body.
Not only was he looking at her eyes, but into them as if he knew some secret about her and he just couldn't wait to share it.
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Post by Edmund Fairfax on Oct 29, 2008 12:28:22 GMT -5
"I have," she said agreeing. "I never did have a dull moment because I was always exploring the cities and countryside. I only stopped to sleep." Marietta gave a smile. She did enjoy her travels, and she was happy to share her experience. "Well, I started off going to Ireland, then I went all over the UK. After leaving there, I went to America. It's pretty neat there actually. I spent a good while there. Afterwords, I headed towards Japan and China before exploring eastern Europe. I visited Austria for a bit. The countryside there is just amazing. I stayed with my grandparents for a bit there, and then of course finished up exploring western Europe before coming back here." Edmund was actually a little impressed. "Well, quite the world traveler, I see." Knowing that she had been so many places made the girl all the more intriguing. Unlike his friends, Edmund hadn't traveled nearly as much. Oh, he'd gone on the occasional trip here and there, but it wasn't a way of life, like it was with Zach or Derek. Swirling his drink around in his glass, he glanced up to see what his friends were doing. Zach was now talking to a beautiful brunette, and Derek was with a cute girl with reddish-brown hair. Interesting. "So tell me, Marietta, of all the places you visited, which one was your favorite?" |
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Post by Marietta Gehm on Oct 29, 2008 12:37:39 GMT -5
"I guess you could say that. After I graduated from school, I thought that I would travel the world. I had always wanted to, and as a graduation present my parents sent me around the world for how ever long I wanted to be gone. Needless to say I've been gone ever since then." Marietta smiled gently. She was proud of her travels and would probably go again one day, but she decided that she would stay home for a bit.
"My favorite place? That's a tough one actually. Paris is beautiful, so is Rome." She thought for a moment. "Although I would probably say that the Austrian countryside is high on my list, as well as the countrysides in Scotland and Ireland. Now, if I include shopping places and places where a lot of people would be, then that would be France in general."
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Post by Edmund Fairfax on Oct 29, 2008 13:20:40 GMT -5
"That's very interesing," he said, smiling. His smile was much like his electric blue eyes; a woman could all too easily get caught up in it. "I rather enjoyed my trip in the South of France a few years ago. Spent some time on the beaches of Nice, then swung around to the Riviera. Travel can be very exciting; getting a chance to explore different areas and cultures. But in the end, it's always good to come home again. I'm glad you picked now to come home." He winked at her, then took a sip of his drink.
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Post by Marietta Gehm on Oct 29, 2008 14:37:23 GMT -5
Marietta had to admit to herself that Edmund's eyes were gorgeous, but she did not get caught up in them. Maybe it was because her mind wasn't just settled on him. It was just all over the place. Or maybe it was just because she was possibly immune to guys who tried to just woo women over for their 'personal needs'.
"Yes. Travel is exciting, but like you said, it is nice to come home. I've been gone for so long, I hadn't even moved into my apartment. I started to unpack things that my parents gratefully put there just before I arrived home. I told them that I would do things my own way and not to worry about doing anything." She smiled whenever he winked. "Are you trying to hit on me Mr. Fairfax," she asked with a teasing smile.
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