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Post by Lindsey on Aug 5, 2007 15:26:50 GMT -5
ooc| lolz. k. alrighty.
Since my only attempt at RPing Chiku was terrible, and my only L. Everett RP is being deadish so I am doing this. Just fling in characters, because I am. Chiku, L, maybe Zuri. Hmmm. It's quite simple and easy to set up, House partaaay.
bic| The front door of 4B was swung wide open, groups of people trafficking through, conversations animated and energized, much to the dismay of other residents of the dodgy apartment building. The small apartment was already so filled some took to standing in the hallway, backs propped up against the tacky flower wallpaper.
The apartment itself was more tastefully decorated. The main room, a combination of kitchen, dining and living room, was an off white with a hint of pink. It was undeniably feminine, floral and family pictures littering most of the apartment's walls. In the living room, white over-sized couch and love-seat set was accompanied by a television, two more recliners, a coffee table and a stereo system thats volume was so loud it could be heard three doors over. It was unusually tidy at the moment, void of the usual chaotic mess of clothes skewed across the hardwood flooring. The unmistakable scent of lavender teased the senses, but was ultimately overpowered by the strong scent of both alcohol and smoke.
The hostess, a tiny little girl clad in a hot pink mini skirt and white halter was moving merrily through the bustling crowd, stopping now and then to talk to a guest she recognized. With her white blonde hair and bright blue grey eyes, she loosely resembled a French queen famously misquoted as uttering 'Let them eat cake.' Needless to say, her bright smile and rosy cheeks attracted the looks of many guests.
Naturally, among the eyes on the hostess were those of Lindsay Everett, fellow resident of the building. Sporting a skin tight black tee, hopelessly distressed jeans and green tinted aviators, the act of wearing sunglasses at night may have made him look comical, yet they only heightened his appeal. Dark and messy hair, closely shaved beard and built, it was hard to make the vampire look bad. He lingered near the drinks, a good variety neatly placed on a tray on the kitchen counter.
Chiku, for it was her apartment, wasn't paying much attention to her admirers though, and was in deep conversation with a pink haired girl who looked much too young to be there. But as a familiar tune started to play on the stereo the crowd screamed, making it quite impossible to continue the conversation. Abandoing her pathetic attempt to discourage under-aged drinking, she was only nineteen herself, the blonde simply laughed, enjoying the energy of her 'little' getogteher.
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Post by Julia on Aug 16, 2007 15:07:53 GMT -5
“Come on, come on! We cant be late!” Endul said, pulling Leech by his hand. “We wont. Chill out, Sugar.” Leech looked up at her, smiled, and took a sip of his beer. The two were inside his apartment, which was a total mess. Clothes and broken drum sticks littered the floor, the wooden splinters hard to ignore. A few broken cymbals were in one corner of the room, which had been there for a long enough time and for some reason Leech refused to clean it up. Endul grinned back down at him, letting go of his hand and putting her hands on her hips. He knew how much she loved to be called sugar, or any other pet names. They made her heart melt at any single time. Even when she was pissed. “Fine.” Endul said, yawning, and sat down on the couch’s arm rest, staring at the tv across from the sofa.
A few minutes of silence, Leech finally stood up and threw his empty beer bottle on the couch. “Okay, darling, lets go.” He held out his hand, smirking as she took it. In a minute, they were out on the neon-lit street, walking to the party. Endul was dressed to impress. She’d done herself up so good looking, it was almost hard for our own Leech to take his eyes off her. And that was hard to do, especially from a person like him. Endul had on a little pale purple dress, which had skinny straps to hold it up. Around her chest, it was all beaded in pale green and brown beads, very earthy like tones. It was slightly too short, even for the 5’1 wonder. It came to her high thigh. Even if it showed a lot, it was still adorable on her. Her feet were in simple black pumps, which gave her a few inches up. Tonight, she didn’t bring her camera. She learned the hard way not to bring a camera to a party. Her hair was let down like normal, hitting her shoulders. It was naturally straight, and a simple black color. Bangs swished into one light green eye, which was done in simple eyeliner on the top lid only. Endul was never a big make up wearer. Maybe some times some liquid eyeliner with mascara on good days, but mostly she just went natural.
“I guess you didn’t have any thing to wear?” Endul said, swinging his hand around in hers while their fingers enlaced. Leech grinned, and shrugged. “Yeah. Pretty much.” Leech had on a simple black t-shirt, showing his much too skinny body and drummer arms. He also had dark jeans on, which were slightly baggy for him. They were low on his hips, showing his black boxers, which had tiny skulls and cross bones. Also, there was a white studded belt which didn’t really do much but look good. His hair was untouched, just naturally hung over his eye. Leech’s hair color was also black but with red streaks at the ends. Last, he had a pair of black and white converse.
Finally, they both arrived at the apartments, hand in hand. Leech was already slightly tipsy, but Endul was perfectly sober and happy. A grin was on her face, and a smirk on his, they entered the party with high confidence.
ooc: AH THAT SUCKED. but there you gooo. c:! < 3
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Post by Lindsey on Aug 16, 2007 17:54:26 GMT -5
Deciding she was in need of a drink, Chiku shimmied herself over toward the kitchen, which was a feat in itself because of how crowded the apartment was. Red, white, amber, green and blue, the kitchen-turned-bar was nothing short of a rainbow of drinks. Grabbing a bottle of the green type, she gazed around, only to find she was less then two feet away from her neighbor, L. Tugging a piece of white blonde hair behind her ear, overly pierced and donning at least five stud and hoop combinations a piece, she gave a small wave and bright smile. "Sorry if the music is bothering you."
L's brow quirked at the sight of the eclectic jewelry, adding that oddity to the sort of collection of knowledge he'd gathered of his young neighbor. For one thing, he'd met her before. He was completely positive that the the petite figure before him had crossed his path some fifteen years ago. But of course she wouldn't remember. Secondly, he knew the other resident of 4B, absent from the festivities, knew HIM quite well. But as far as he could tell, the other resident, the aunt of the hostess, didn't know he was living in the building, or he wouldn't be within 200 yards of Miss Chiku Baker. "Not a problem hun, you should do this more often." Green tinted visage straying from Chiku, he spotted yet another familiar face entering the apartment. He couldn't help but smirk.
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Post by Julia on Aug 16, 2007 18:45:49 GMT -5
“Lets dance!” Endul yelled over the loud, pounding music. She was beyond excited, grabbing his other hand and trying to pull him into the huge mush of people drunk dancing, AKA embarrassing themselves. Leech just wouldn’t budge. He stood there, watching her little body try to pull him in the crowd with a grin. “Nah. Im not loose enough yet.” He said, turning his head over to the kitchen where he’d suspect there’d be some thing to quench his thirst for alcohol. Endul frowned and stopped pulling him at the same time. Leech was a party pooper some times, but Endul could understand it. The only real way she could like dancing in a crowd of smelly drunks with lingering hands and bad breath was if she was drunk just like them. Carefree was a better word than drunk, in her own opinion. “Fine. You suck.” Endul grumbled, putting on this adorable pout which made Leech laugh. He lead her into the kitchen, where he had to push his way through and make a space for Endul. They were in front of the bar in seconds.
Endul’s eye drifted from Leech pouring them drinks, to the crowd. She recognized some people, not knowing any one real well though. Putting her back up against the bar, she leaned into it and let her elbows prop her up. Then, sadly enough, Endul spotted L, her little vampire friend. A brow raised, knowing he had to see her since they were in close quarters. She let her body lean closer to Leech, which made him nervous for a minute. “You see that guy over there?” She let her chin point to L, not caring if he saw or not. She actually wanted him to see to make sure he knew she was talking shit about him. “Hes an asshole.” Leech laughed, looking over at the guy and shrugged. “Nothing wrong with that.” He handed her the shot glass, and chugged down his own. Endul rolled her eyes, giggled, and took her own swig.
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Post by Emm. on Aug 16, 2007 19:31:28 GMT -5
ooc; i'll add something soon, i swearrrr.
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Post by Gambets on Aug 16, 2007 20:04:47 GMT -5
"That is the last time I ask if there is anything I can do to help", a voice growled, but was lost in the pounding music, the few people close enought to hear, fell back from surpise, as a slim figure had appeared, from a shadow no less.The figure was an aisha, as two overly long ears hung infront of his face, fanged mouths moved intune with the song playing, showing that the twin-colored teal aisha was a mutant, then again, then his pure white hair shifted, his pink eyes showed, all four of them. "Oh shut it, you drunk", he snarled at one party-goer who had started to talk to another about the sudden appearious of the rather rude aisha, speaking of the rude aisha, he wore a skin tight black shirt, which displayed the faded lettering of 'AC/DC' on the front.Loose jeans hung on his waist, held up by a thick leather belt, he pushed thru the crowds with his fish-net gloved hands, looking for the person who had started the party. He stopped one of the party-goers, and asked over the pounding music, "Where is the person who started this party?". The woman, how ever, demande a name, before she told him a thing. "Fine", he murmured, "I'm Sazarei", he spoke loudly over the music, which had him rewarded with the woman pointing to Chiku.
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Post by Lindsey on Aug 16, 2007 22:44:35 GMT -5
"I really should, shouldn't I?" the blonde mused, popping the lip off her drink and taking a generous sip. "Hmmm?" Mouth full of liquid, she saw a woman pointing at her, with a very strange looking guy who looked like he was trying to find someone. "Anything I can help you with?" she asked in a chipper tone, although she highly suspected a lecture of some sort from the stranger.
His little druggie friend had decided to show up! And with a little friend who was probably a little druggie too. Aww. He couldn't help himself, letting his feet stroll over in her general direction with a drink at hand. L didn't catch the asshole part, only the unknown guy's comment, although even that was unclear over the loud music. "So you DIDN'T drown in your own vomit." A smug little grin followed, making him look as devious as imaginable.
Yet another figure joined the masses, a few feet taller then the majority there though. But his height wasn't the only thing that made the guy stand out, the fact that he was wearing a suit was something seemingly foreign to the party goers. Brown hair gelled, black suit with green tie, he may have been coming here from work, which was true in his case. He seemed WAY too young to be dressed that way though. Clean shaven with bright green eyes and a tan, he barely look seventeen. He was obviously familiar with the apartment, heading for the lounge area right away, giving curt nods to those he recognized.
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Post by Julia on Aug 16, 2007 23:00:10 GMT -5
Once Leech saw that the guy was walking closer to the two, his arm gravitated around Endul’s shoulders, like he was either her protector or she was some kind of guy friend he was devoted to. He turned his head to look behind Endul, at the bar, and grabbed a beer, popped it open, and took another swig. He had a feeling this guy meant trouble. Endul /always/ some how came packing with trouble. Endul couldn’t help but put on a smirk once he spoke up, raising one brow and giving him the eye. “Oh, baby, im much too classy to die in a puddle of puke.” She tapped the bottom of her lip with her index finger, shrugged, and gave this horribly innocent look, while Leech drowned himself in beer.
Leech could of said some thing right there, he would of, really. Like Endul wasn’t that classy or this guy looked like a retard in shades, but his lips were closed around that opening of the bottle. He knew Endul would have to baby sit him for the rest of the night, but he didn’t give a shit. He helped her out a few times. She owed him.
“Im surprised you didn’t bite my neck. I was an easy meal, yeah? Are you growing soft or some thing, babe?” Endul’s own face turned smug. She didn’t care who heard, and she knew Leech wouldn’t give enough of a shit to ask what she meant by that.
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Post by Lindsey on Aug 16, 2007 23:16:14 GMT -5
"Shame really. Although the bar really doesn't need an even worse rep." He looked Endul over, casting a glance to Leech too, still looking smug. He wasn't taken aback by her allusion to his... condition, in fact he expected it. "You must think I have really low standards then Endul. I don't bite, or fuck really, anything unless it meets very particular standards. I see it's not so much the same with you." An unnatural cheery smile was directed at Leech at that comment. "I'd probably OD with what's in your veins darling." he added, leaning up against the counter top. He was enjoying this for the moment. Like talking about the weather for Mr. Everett.
ooc} Mmm. imma lazy.
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Post by Julia on Aug 16, 2007 23:33:49 GMT -5
Endul ran a hand through her hair, almost waiting for him to diss her out. Had to be some thing. Either how she looked, drugs, or even Leech. It was expected, especially since she brought up his problems. Her eyes narrowed a little, almost hurt by his words. But it didn’t show. “Oh, I see. I guess im lucky I was born with a disgusting face.” She said, taking the second beer out of Leech’s hand quickly and taking a large swig. She needed it. Leech grabbed it back, took a look around, then at L. He was obviously talking to him.
“Dude, we’re just friends.” Leech corrected. He never like the thought of any one thinking they were closer than friends. Not because Endul wasn’t up to /his/ standards, but he just wasn’t a girlfriend kind of person. He didn’t like to be tied down. No way. Endul glanced at Leech, then back at L. “Well atleast he doesn’t fuck around with my roommates nor drink people’s blood.” She snapped back, but calm as she could possibly be. She couldn’t show him that she was angry already.
“You don’t know what the fuck is in my veins in the first place, /darling/.” Endul grinned a fake smile up at him, “Plus, that’s a compliment for people like me. Thanks.” Leech just watched the two. It was amusing how Endul got so wild up and this guy thought he was so suave while he fueled her anger.
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Post by Lindsey on Aug 17, 2007 11:11:57 GMT -5
"Extremely lucky." he agreed, although his comment on his standards had been somewhat of a lie. He had proffered Rambi initially, but he hardly thought the girl in front of him was ugly. In fact, their exchange of words were .. refreshing even if it was laced with insults.
He shifted his weight on to the counter top, all to relaxed while the mutual character assassination was going on. "Just friends? Good idea with this one my friend. She's wicked jealous. Still going on and on about this little fling I had with her friend." he directed at Leech, though responding to Endul at the same time. "Like I said before Endul, jealousy, isn't very flattering on you."
Taking a little sip of his own drink, sans the alcohol as usual, he added "Take the compliment then. I know you don't get that many."
ooc|| Hahha Julia. all you ever see is my asshole characters. x) How sad. Yet fun. Endul is good. Yay.
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Post by Julia on Aug 17, 2007 12:24:19 GMT -5
Endul just rolled her eyes, grabbing a bottle of a deep green liquid. Next, she took a normal glass, instead of usual shot, and poured herself a good amount. Then, Endul took a large gulp, knowing she’ll need it. Even know she hated L and his stupid comebacks, she couldn’t help but love the attention she got from him. Sure, it wasn’t good attention, but it was some. Plus he sure had some good looks, even with sunglasses covering his eyes.
“What ever.” Endul shrugged. So she was jealous. Big deal. Any girl would be, no matter who the guy was.. Rambi was just some idiot 18 year old with blonde hair and big boobs. It kind of upset her, though, that she was jealous. He was a jerk! How could she possibly care? “Im not trying to impress you.” She took the last sip of her drink, finally feeling the effects. Leech just laughed at them. He looked from Endul, then L, and wondered exactly what they’re whole story was. He never saw much of a jealous streak in Endul, but maybe he didn’t know her well enough.
Endul smiled a bit at him. “Sure, okay, L. Some one as gorgeous as me always gets compliments!” She laughed, quickly running in front of him and actually daring to wrap her arms around his neck. “Dance with meee!” Her voice was loud, over the music, and her little hips swayed around in front of him. Leech watched the two, eyebrow raised. Oh god. Would he have to baby sit her, this time, again?!
ooc: Hahah. I love them thoo<3 I bet your sick of Endul, though. :c
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Post by Lindsey on Aug 17, 2007 13:33:17 GMT -5
"I should hope not." he sighed. He was though, impressed, but he'd never admit it. She was pretty ballsy. And jealous. It was pretty hot. He couldn't help but be a little baffled when she came up to him, going as far as to loop her limbs around his neck. "What the hell are you doing?" he glared down at her, and even through the sunglasses the intensity of the coal coloured eyes was unmissable. She was probably loaded, and the thought repulsed him. Stupid women with big breasts drunk was one thing. Women he was actually interested in as human beings was quite another. The first, was a nightly thing. No fun. No sport. The latter was such a rarity, booze seemed to tarnish it. Not that he was interested in Endul. Or so he told himself.
ooc|| Nah. i love her. I'm really terrible at like witty banter and comebacks so it's a challenge. =)
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Post by Julia on Aug 17, 2007 13:52:16 GMT -5
“Im trying to get you to dance with me!” Endul grinned up at him. Now, she wasn’t drunk off her ass. No, not yet. Just a little tipsy. Which meant she was even more outgoing, and would dare to even touch this guy. She just moved her hips around, much too close to his own body for both of their own good. “Come onnn, babe. Don’t you dance? Do you know how to dance? Its okay if you don’t, because a lot of men cant. And no one will care because they’re all drunk off their asses.” Endul really did thank her mom for belly dancing lessons when she was younger. She got really into it, and her mom only wanted her to join to build up a little muscle. Endul was always that skinny. Her mother knew she couldn’t, or didn’t like play sports, so belly dancing was the next best thing.
“But don’t think I actually like you, or accept any thing about you. Because you’re still an asshole.” She gave him this cheesy grin, but it dropped into this overly confident, overly smug smirk and a raise of the brow.
ooc: c: Good! Hahha. Nah, I think you're fab at it. L is sure an asshole. BUT THATS WHY I LOVE HIM!
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Post by Emm. on Aug 17, 2007 13:57:20 GMT -5
ooc; -enters meekly- i'm not too sure where to come in.?
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