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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Apr 16, 2004 20:36:46 GMT -5
Gorgon parks across the street, and down the block a bit from an active club. Climbing out of her car, she locks the door behind her, and walks purpously towards the club.
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Post by Draven / Kane on Apr 16, 2004 20:39:39 GMT -5
*I had followed Gorgon from the hideout. I pull around a corner and turn off my bike. I take the rubberband out of my hair and let it fall loose. It covers my face. I walk behind Gorgon at a distance. I take cautious foot steps so she doesn't hear me.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Apr 16, 2004 20:43:17 GMT -5
He hood is fliped up, shielding the public from her hair, and putting her face into shadows. At the club, the bouncer puts a hand out.
"Hey, there, little girl- shouldn't you be in school or something?" He says, smiling condensendingly.
Gorgon brushes the duster back, putting her hands on her hips, which she cocks out to the side, while jutting her chest out.
"I'm short. Not a child." She says harshly.
The bouncer laughs. "Oh- right right. Sorry there. Head on in."
She does, letting her duster fall back into place.
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Post by Draven / Kane on Apr 16, 2004 20:47:27 GMT -5
*I smile from hte comment and head inside.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Apr 16, 2004 20:49:05 GMT -5
Gorgon walks upto the bar, and climbs up on a stool. She motions for the bar tender to bring her something- strong.
She then proceeds to brood, and look generally pissed off.
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Post by Draven / Kane on Apr 16, 2004 21:02:53 GMT -5
*I sit in a booth, to the side of the bar. I listen to hear if Gorgon says anything.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Apr 16, 2004 21:04:33 GMT -5
Gorgon is taking shots. "<God damned fucking... I cannot beleive that someone could... do something like that... a complete invasion of privacy... Didn't even ask... fuck...>" She mutters to herself in Japanese as she drinks.
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Post by Draven / Kane on Apr 16, 2004 21:05:58 GMT -5
*I catch her saying something in japanese. Mine is not so good so I don't really know what she said.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Apr 16, 2004 21:07:26 GMT -5
She sighs deeply, wincing, and touching her side. "Kussso..." She puts her head in her hands, and takes deep breaths, trying to calm down.
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Post by Draven / Kane on Apr 16, 2004 21:10:30 GMT -5
*A waitress walks over to me and asks for my order.* No. No thanks. *I tell her.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Apr 16, 2004 21:14:51 GMT -5
Gorgon takes another shot. "... fuck..." She mutters. As she sets the glass down, a waitress walks up to her.
"Hey, hon- maybe it's not any of my buisness, but that guy over there's been stareing at you ever since you got here. You look like you could use a little more company and a little less alcohol-" she glances at the starteling number of shot glasses that have collected on the counter. "Why don't you go talk to him."
Gorgon turns and looks where the waitress indicated, as she walked away.
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Post by Draven / Kane on Apr 16, 2004 21:16:34 GMT -5
*I look away as she looks at me. My hair is still in my face so she might not have recognized me. I know this wont work.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Apr 16, 2004 21:18:25 GMT -5
Gorgon slides off the stool and walks over to where Draven is sitting. She sits down opposite of him, and looks at him. "...Draven?"
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Post by Draven / Kane on Apr 16, 2004 21:19:54 GMT -5
*I think for a second. Then I shift my face, but only my face. I look up and brush tie my hair back.* Dave actually. You are?
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on Apr 16, 2004 21:20:56 GMT -5
She looks at the face- the hair was right, but that's not his face. "Glad you're not Draven." She pauses. "My name's Makoto."
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