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Post by Megan Baum on Jun 23, 2017 0:12:33 GMT -6
At Artemis's suggestion that her jealousy had something to do with Phillip, Anita instantly felt her face redden slightly in embarrassment once again, giving her away. Though thankfully there were plenty of interesting people around to help take her mind off of the previous situation. Maybe they could buy her a drink, or better yet ask her to dance! Filled with a little more determination, Anita straightened her back as she listened to Artemis talk. "I'd say more than half of them are too old for us," she replied to Anita's comment as they both scanned the crowds. "There was a nice looking red head who I'd asked to dance, but sadly he was dragged away." She displayed a dramatic swoon as she spoke, and Anita couldn't help but laugh, her mood brightening significantly. It was always so much fun talking to Artemis, especially since the two of them could be as dramatic as they wanted and wouldn't judge the other for it. "He sounds like a real catch," Anita said with a wink, enjoying her friend's company. "If he's smart he won't come back in," she teased back in a sarcastic tone. "But I suppose a lot of the handsome men around here have some influence with the mob. That or they do something else that makes them rich enough to attend this." Anita nodded along in agreement, noticing all of the broad shoulders of the men walking around in expensive suits. They definitely looked intimidating, especially to a smaller frame like her. "Ohhhh! Do you think any movie producers or photographers might be here?" She couldn't help but feel excited at the prospect; maybe she could find some more work! Or get her name out in the world some more. As she was about to go get another drink, she did hear someone mentioning that she would be excited that there would be a photographer at the place, as ironically, she was taking pictures at the party, so, photographer meeting a follow citizen at the party would be a fun meetup. She looked at the woman and she blinked her eyes as she went along to her and tapped her shoulder and winked at her, taking her camera out. "Hey, I'm a photographer. I am at the photography office, and I work there actually. I've been taking pictures here since the newspaper needs new pictures for new articles. Would you like me to take pictures of you? You seem very photogenic, miss?" She offered, with a small wink and took out her camera, showing her. She then showed her some pictures, which are in black and white, so, it could prove that her hobby had to exist in a place like this, and with her looking photogenic, she would at least get some shots of this pretty lady. Oops, time for an introduction; she extended her hand and blinked her eyes at her. "Oh, I'm Megan by the way." She introduced herself, with a soft smile going across her face.
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Post by Aurora Lêvæ on Jun 23, 2017 0:33:48 GMT -6
Aurora couldn't help but smile amusingly, since when was Korso all tough on Johnny? Oh well. That was how men showed platonic love, or that's how she thought it of being. She smiled as she got a refill of her fancy drink, curtesy of ajohn and his 'considerableation', But her mind thought about Aria, something told her that Arias stubborness and John wouldn't mix, and oh boy she wasn't far from the truth but of course not to painful extremes. As John left, Aurora's head snapped back and she have Korso a flirtatious smile, and took part in the toast for the merry occasion, it was sudden but she decided to brush all the questioning feelings off her shoulder, she didn't want to be a nuisance. "You're just a charmer, aren't ya big timer~?" She said flirtatiously as she gave his cheek a loving poke, stroking his hair. "I'm sure Aria's gonna be in 'safe hands." John was a bit of a cassonova and she got the feeling a little risqué, so who knew what kind of 'care' he would give the feisty girl. But at the back of her mind something was making her think of something more grim and painful; abuse. She shrugged it, deciding to not read into it or try to say the least, since her sub - conscious side was. "Oh yeah, John's gonna show her what a true gentleman is," said Korso after John had walked away. Knowing that his two girls were being courted by two of his favorite men, a relieved Korso started to let go of his fatherly ambitions and got back to his old self, his dangerous self: Don Korso. As he basked in Aurora's attention, Korso, with a reinvigorated spirit, took Aurora by her hand and gazed into her majestic green eyes. "Say, doll, how about makin' this old man feel young for a bit an' come dance with me," said Korso, nudging her towards the dance floor where Korso's men were already shoving people aside to clear a space in the center of the room. "'Sides, I think we can catch you some admirers. I've been bankin' in the match-makin' business lately, so who knows?"
With his gaze trapped in her eyes, Korso led Aurora away from the bar, but not before stopping to notice Salvatore sitting on the far end, sipping on a gin, which brought a delighted smile to Korso's face. He stepped over and quickly patted the man's back. "Now that's a real man's drink," said Korso with a nod of approval. He journeyed back to Aurora as he thought, "That man's got a good vibe. Maybe he's lookin' for a job?"Now, with his stare back on Aurora, he lifted his arm up for her to grab. "Shall we?"_________________________ (The following takes place some time later, following Aria's ordeal with John and her injuring fall.) Korso, basking in the night air alone on the second floor grand balcony, smoked his last cigar while his men could be heard below throwing out another rowdy guest. It was necessary, for Korso wanted only rave reviews on his opening night and was willing to risk any negative press. But so far everythng was going perfect...until... One of his men came running to his side and then whispered something in his ear. The news made his eyes widen with shock. Minutes later he was in the first floor dressing room, storming past half-naked dancers and guards to get to Charlotte's private room. After busting the door open with his boot, Korso was relieved to find Aria with Dante in her presence. Korso huffed and puffed until he was calm again. After running his fingers across his sweaty hair, he approached the duo and calmly asked, "Y'all care to explain what happened here?"Aurora chuckled, Korso sure needed a lesson on innuendos and when she was making such a joke. She looked over at the girls and smirked, atleast Korso's living a little, but being a father is difficult, especially a single one and taking over Gatsberry must've gone in his head. Oh well. Aurora chuckled and took his hand with a nod as he moved them along to the dance - floor, but when he said; 'Since, I think we can catch you some admirers. I've been bankin' in the match-makin' business lately, so who knows?" Aurora gave out a warm smile, that was awfully sweet of him, she teased him a little and rested her head on his chest, than looked up at him with predatory eye's, "Aww, that's such a sweet thing to do~ I'd love the offer~! Well, before that maybe you could take a few lessons." Than her voice turned teasingly threatening, "Because ya' don't become an expert in one night, ya' know?" She chuckled and continued dancing like a pro. As they headed off to the bar, Aurora smirked, ordering a little cherry vodka, it was a classic in her book and looked over at Korso applauding a man for his taste in drinks, she agreed it was a good choice, so the guy deserved the applause. She nodded and took Korso's hand, "We shall."
------------- Just as they were talking, a few men came to tell Korso something, and judging from his panicked expression; it wasn't good. So just as Korso left, Aurora followed him, only to see Aria having braised her lag from the fall. But their were people their like, Dante, Ray and Charlotte. Thank goodness! Aurora smirked as her Zane Dante socialized, that was too adorable! Naww! That's sooo cute! She looked over at Korso who seemed to have placed extra security around the room, for anyone that he suspected, for some reason. It's just a fall down the stairs, right? Her mind thought curiously, but she just gave a warm smile as it all got resolved. "Feeling any better miss Aria Marcello?" She gave the girl a pat on the forehead.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2017 3:16:08 GMT -6
She didn't move as she saw the rude male make his way over at her and Dean. And the reason she didn't like it, was the fact that her date had decided to provoke a big, bulgy man and act like it was the best thing he'd ever done in the world. She didn't know why Dean was doing it, confronting a man that could probably snap his neck with little to no effort. She didn't know if it was because of her reaction or if he knew the object of the other man's humiliation - she hadn't bothered to look, just the comment was enough to make her slightly disgusted. But the fact that the man had responded... Boy that had been enough to get herself in a lather.
She couldn't say it was the alcohol getting her to act up, because she was always in the mood to break someone's nose, but she would say it anyway. The man looked like the type of trouble seeking gentlemen her father used to get into their home to deal with. Someone so blasé he would do anything to get a little excitement into his life. And, more importantly, someone who didn't expect being contradicted or called out on their male chauvinistic comments.
Evelyn stepped in front of Dean, her anger triggered by that unnecessary and ridiculous wink, and gestured her hands for the older man to leave. "How 'bout you go bark at another tree, huh?" She knew, and expected, Dean not to answer to this type of provocation, but no one expected her to sit tight. And she wasn't going to.
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Post by Dean McCoppin on Jun 23, 2017 4:11:23 GMT -6
Dean knew he had a tendency to speak way too much whenever something irked him. It was not a recent deal with him at all with him, seeing how he had spoken out of turn and defied any and all authority or individual each time he disagreed with them or thought they were going too far. Perhaps it was the way he was raised, but he had always been taught to stand up for what he believed or for those he cared about. His sense of right and wrong had not always treated him well, seeing how most of his life's pains had probably stemmed from that, but he was old enough to know he'd never really change. He'd just have to take a deep breath and handle whatever life threw back at him when he it is.
He knew this man was much taller than him and way more buff and well built. Dean had always been of average height, never really standing out in the positive or negative side of being a physical specimen, but he sure as heck did not back down from his challenges. He'd won his fair share of brawls, even if he had lost his fair share as well. The gentleman that had now turned his attention to him was surely indicating he'd give Dean a bad time if he wanted to, though he did not care much. He was sure he could handle himself well enough to at least make the guy think twice before acting too cheeky.
Before he could retort, he noticed Evelyn had already made sure to step up in front of him, already giving the guy a piece of her mind. Tilting his head back and rolling his eyes, Dean felt slightly annoyed at the fact the man would know turn his attention to her as well. He knew Evie was more than able to handle herself around anyone, but this man looked like trouble and his beef was directed towards him. Dean did not like to have other people fight for him or getting into any other sort of issues because of him not being able to keep his mouth shut, so he knew he couldn't let Evie be the one to handle the guy. At least, not alone.
His hand firmly held on to her arm as he eyed her for a bit before shaking his head while pulling her to the side a bit, wanting to make sure she would not be on the receiving end of the other guy's mouth. He'd probably do something stupid if he threw something at her. Well...something even more stupid, at the very least, seeing how he already knew he was not going to keep his mouth shut.
Looking up at the rough looking 'gentleman', Dean raised his eyebrow, taking in a good glance of him and just how imposing he was. Sticking his hands into his pockets, he leaned his head back to keep eyeing him, as if he was pretending to be impressed. Turning his head towards Evie, he widened his eyes as he nodded, adding up to how exactly he was exaggerating his attempted intimidating. He knew this was not the brightest course of action, but the guy was pushing him in a way he did not particularly enjoy.
Focusing back on the guy, Dean slowly shrugged, narrowing his eyes before finally starting to speak. "Huh, you got a sharp tongue big guy. Doesn't make you look any scarier, though. Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" he simply asked in retort, raising both his eyebrows yet again, as if he had a complete disregard for him and almost felt like laughing.
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Post by Cruella de Vil on Jun 23, 2017 4:28:49 GMT -6
Cruella tilted her head to the side at Beatrice's reactions, a slow, mischievous grin continuing to grow on her lips, almost like a cheshire smile. For anyone looking her in the eye, it would be considered almost intimidating, seeing how her intense black eyes and odd colored hair likely made her grin seem all the more unusual and even demonic. To tell the truth, she was kind of grateful towards Beatrice for bringing out this anger in her, seeing how much she was actually needing to vent all her inner frustrations. She did not have much going on in her life, but people insisted in annoying her or being so darned moronic, so any and all excuses to let out her pent up rage were taken to the extreme, like she was doing at that moment.
Before the diva could continue with her slandering, she was surprised with Harris suddenly excusing herself and moving away, the thrill of this little verbal confrontation being suddenly cut of, which left her slightly taken aback. Blinking continuously, she tried to see where Beatrice had turned her attention to. What could possibly be more interesting than what she was? Her eyes narrowed and her smirk turned into a scowl when she noticed Beatrice Harris had decided to go and confront the young woman standing in the 'audience' while eyeing their confrontation. Well, she seemed rather offended at the girl reacting to how they struggled.
Truly, it was rude to snoop in on other's conversations, but a part of Cruella's ego felt rather amused at how the girl was practically cheering both of them on as if they were gladiators tearing into each other. It was almost as if she was trying in a new carreer in roasting opponents. Her expression remained curved down into a frowny glare when she heard the Hotel Aquila's owner blast down this young, pretty one for something that was insignificant to Cruella.
Stroking her furry felt, Cruella looked away, although she spoke loudly so that she could be heard. "The real show is back here, Beatrice. If you can't handle some heat, let alone a few boos from the crowd, then maybe you did well with dropping the stage so soon. Lord knows you're not as dense as I thought, darling." she let out, shrugging and twisting her nose with disgust before looking at the other girl next to her and slowly nodding. "I know I am, dearie."
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Post by Aria Marcello on Jun 23, 2017 4:29:38 GMT -6
Aria was enjoying her time with Dante when all of the sudden the blonde girl her father had been flirting with came over. She looked at the woman before she was suddenly patted her forehead. She blinked for a moment before her eyes narrowed a bit. Who was this chick? And why was she suddenly touching her forehead? That just gave her strike two in her books. Strike one was for flirting with her father. It was clear what this woman wanted, and Aria wanted nothing to do with him. Plus she was interrupting her time with Dante..
"Um.. I do not think I gave you permission to touch me. And why does it matter to you on how I feel?" Aria said with a annoyed voice. Her bright emerald eyes seemed to stare right through Aurora's darker green eyes. It was clear all over her face how Aria thought of her. To her the woman was a gold digger, and she was going after a man way too old for her. After all her dad was most likely twice her age. And she honestly did not like the fact that women wanted to be with her Dad. She didn't need a new mother, nor did she need a girlfriend of his think that they were going to be the new Mrs. Marcello..
So before Aria could even get a respond out of the girl, she acted just like her Dad and grabbed Dante's hand before bringing him to another area of the room. Where she returned to where their conversation had left off.
"As I was asking, you like Martinis?" Aria asked again, hoping this time she wouldn't get interrupted.
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Post by Aurora Lêvæ on Jun 23, 2017 4:51:33 GMT -6
Aria was enjoying her time with Dante when all of the sudden the blonde girl her father had been flirting with came over. She looked at the woman before she was suddenly patted her forehead. She blinked for a moment before her eyes narrowed a bit. Who was this chick? And why was she suddenly touching her forehead? That just gave her strike two in her books. Strike one was for flirting with her father. It was clear what this woman wanted, and Aria wanted nothing to do with him. Plus she was interrupting her time with Dante.. "Um.. I do not think I gave you permission to touch me. And why does it matter to you on how I feel?" Aria said with a annoyed voice. Her bright emerald eyes seemed to stare right through Aurora's darker green eyes. It was clear all over her face how Aria thought of her. To her the woman was a gold digger, and she was going after a man way too old for her. After all her dad was most likely twice her age. And she honestly did not like the fact that women wanted to be with her Dad. She didn't need a new mother, nor did she need a girlfriend of his think that they were going to be the new Mrs. Marcello.. So before Aria could even get a respond out of the girl, she acted just like her Dad and grabbed Dante's hand before bringing him to another area of the room. Where she returned to where their conversation had left off. "As I was asking, you like Martinis as well?" Aria asked again, hoping this time she wouldn't get interrupted. Aurora smiled but gave out a sigh, she was just trying to make the girl feel better, their was a clear misunderstanding since Aurora was her fathers entertainer or just dancer, flirting was part of her job like dancing was and she genuinely flirted, besides Korso was talking about hooking her up with some gentlemen. Safe to say, they weren't serious, besides younger women were more desirable than older ones in the buisness. I'll just tell her, since she's seemingly getting the wrong impression. "Because -" but before she could even give a legitimate response, the girl just went to the other side of the room with Dante. Aurora wasn't mad but partially irritated since why ask a question, when you won't let the recipient answer? Aurora sighed, shaking her head. And walked up to the female, "Miss Marcello, I'll explain something, I don't want your dad if that's something you wanted to know and it's genuine human programming to help someone who's in pain, unless if you suffer from phycopothy, sociopathy or just don't care." Aurora sighed, folding her arms, but than smiled warmly at the girl.
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Post by Beatrice Harris on Jun 23, 2017 16:31:12 GMT -6
"The real show is back here, Beatrice." Before waiting for her resident to respond, she turned and walked towards Cruella. Cellini should have known better, but a minor confrontation probably would have humiliated her, furthering Beatrice's standing as the person who had her life in the balance. After noticing her brother's drunken stupor with the Marcello girl, she wouldn't have wanted to associate herself with any of them. Except for Dean, of course. Dean was an ally of hers. He had done a good job on their recent escapade; even the Emperor was impressed with him. He seemed like the only person who hung out with them because they needed an easy-access father figure in their lives.
"If you can't handle some heat, let alone a few boos from the crowd, then maybe you did well with dropping the stage so soon. Lord knows you're not as dense as I thought, darling." Her cane slammed onto the tow of the black-eyed woman. Quips about her age and form of entertainment were alright, but placing the blame of her downfall solely on her was downright unacceptable! "At least I went out with some sort of dignity... and with my voice and spinal cord still in tact." She smirked, still wondering what the point still was in this word fight with the has-been. Resorting to petty schoolyard name calling would receive some sort of witty response about how low she would stoop to insult the greatness that was Cruella De Vil. Nevertheless, it was still quite fun to get her riled up.
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Post by Anita Page on Jun 23, 2017 18:54:41 GMT -6
As Anita was surveying the room with Artemis, she suddenly felt a tap on her shoulder. Turning around, she saw a woman with big brown eyes and holding a camera looking right at her.
"Hey, I'm a photographer. I am at the photography office, and I work there actually," the lady said, motioning to her camera. Anita could feel her excitement instantly increase as the woman continued. "I've been taking pictures here since the newspaper needs new pictures for new articles. Would you like me to take pictures of you? You seem very photogenic, miss?"
Did she just say she wanted to take my picture!? Anita squealed inside her mind. Of course, she doesn't seem to know who I am... But she still wants to photograph me!? Am I that pretty? Do I actually stand out? Her mind was racing a mile a minute while the blood rushed into her cheeks. "T-thank you!" she finally stammered out, though making sure to keep her facial expressions and behavior professional despite her abundance of joy on the inside.
The photographer moved closer towards her, holding out a few black-and-white photographs for Anita to look at. The young actress's eyes widened at how detailed and aesthetic they were, noticing the positions of the subjects in the photo and how they stood out against their backgrounds yet still retaining unity and harmony throughout the whole piece... They were honestly breathtaking, and she couldn't help but feel her heart race at the thought of being included in some of these. They might make her even more famous!! Especially since they'd be included in the newspaper that was delivered to the entire city.
"Oh, I'm Megan by the way," the photographer said as she thumbed through the photos. Anita smiled back, extending her hand out like she saw most professionals do when making a deal.
"My name's Anita Page. I work for MGM studios as a movie actress. I love your photos, and I'd be more than honored to have you photograph me," she said as she shook her hand. Turning towards Artemis, she gave her friend a quick and hopeful grin, raising her eyebrows in a playful 'Is it okay if I go talk to her? OH PLEASE SAY YES!' look. She hadn't seen Artemis in a while, and she didn't want to ditch her friend on a selfish whim. Though she'd be lying to say she wasn't overly thrilled at the idea of being featured in an article that covered the 'Grand Opening.'
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Post by Dante Valentino on Jun 23, 2017 18:58:30 GMT -6
Aria was enjoying her time with Dante when all of the sudden the blonde girl her father had been flirting with came over. She looked at the woman before she was suddenly patted her forehead. She blinked for a moment before her eyes narrowed a bit. Who was this chick? And why was she suddenly touching her forehead? That just gave her strike two in her books. Strike one was for flirting with her father. It was clear what this woman wanted, and Aria wanted nothing to do with him. Plus she was interrupting her time with Dante.. "Um.. I do not think I gave you permission to touch me. And why does it matter to you on how I feel?" Aria said with a annoyed voice. Her bright emerald eyes seemed to stare right through Aurora's darker green eyes. It was clear all over her face how Aria thought of her. To her the woman was a gold digger, and she was going after a man way too old for her. After all her dad was most likely twice her age. And she honestly did not like the fact that women wanted to be with her Dad. She didn't need a new mother, nor did she need a girlfriend of his think that they were going to be the new Mrs. Marcello.. So before Aria could even get a respond out of the girl, she acted just like her Dad and grabbed Dante's hand before bringing him to another area of the room. Where she returned to where their conversation had left off. "As I was asking, you like Martinis as well?" Aria asked again, hoping this time she wouldn't get interrupted. Aurora smiled but gave out a sigh, she was just trying to make the girl feel better, their was a clear misunderstanding since Aurora was her fathers entertainer or just dancer, flirting was part of her job like dancing was and she genuinely flirted, besides Korso was talking about hooking her up with some gentlemen. Safe to say, they weren't serious, besides younger women were more desirable than older ones in the buisness. I'll just tell her, since she's seemingly getting the wrong impression. "Because -" but before she could even give a legitimate response, the girl just went to the other side of the room with Dante. Aurora wasn't mad but partially irritated since why ask a question, when you won't let the recipient answer? Aurora sighed, shaking her head. And walked up to the female, "Miss Marcello, I'll explain something, I don't want your dad if that's something you wanted to know and it's genuine human programming to help someone who's in pain, unless if you suffer from phycopothy, sociopathy or just don't care." Aurora sighed, folding her arms, but than smiled warmly at the girl. Dante never got a chance to answer Aria's question before Korso's entertainer came up to them. He was surprised at the blonde's boldness the familiarity she felt she had with Aria, enough to touch her forehead. Aria pulled him away before any conversation could be started and she once more asked her question about him liking martinis. He smiled and was ready to answer when Ms. Lêvæ appeared once more with them. The woman seemed determined to talk with Aria and to show she cared. Dante cleared his throat a little."Um, good evening?" he said, feeling unsure of how he could even step into what was happening. He honestly just wanted a moment with Aria, but didn't have the heart to be rude when it was clear Aurora wanted to prove she had no ill intentions. "Feeling like I might not get to answer this if something more is said, but yes, I happen to like martinis, prefer scotch, but I'm not too picky," he said with a grin as he looked at Aria before sipping on his glass.
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Post by Artemis Kesley on Jun 23, 2017 19:14:39 GMT -6
Artemis smiled at Anita's comments. Her friend really was so adorable. It was a shame the two of them were so busy half the time, she was going to have to invite Anita over sometime. She blinked in surprise as a brown haired girl came up and started talking to Anita. She introduced herself as Megan and wanted to take photos. Well, this was a welcome surprise indeed. Her friend was practically bouncing in place from excitement. When she turned those eyes toward her a small laugh escaped Artemis. "Pleasure to meet you Ms. Megan." Who was she to deny her friend of such an opportunity? She shook her head, grinning. "I'm sure your photos will be even lovelier with my darling, Anita in them." she teased. It was the complete truth though. "Anita, darling, stop by my place sometime will ya? I have to head out anyway. Gotta track down that red head from earlier." She shot her friend a teasing wink before giving her a quick hug.
"Someone has to teach him a lesson." she joked and began making her way toward the door. While she might sound like she was joking, she was very very serious about tracking down said redhead. He was going to get an earful from her later.
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Post by Aria Marcello on Jun 23, 2017 19:24:30 GMT -6
The moment the woman interrupted them again, Aria could feel herself freeze a little. What in the world did this woman want? Aria listened to her. Her eyebrow raised when she was told that she didn't want her father. Then why flirt with him? Aria thought to herself as she took another sip of her Martini, letting the woman finish. Aria then ate one little olive before she lowered the glass.
And once the woman was done talking, Dante spoke up, answering her question. This made her smile a little. "You're turning into my father," Aria joked with him, teasing him slightly before turning to the blonde haired woman. "I do appreciate your concern, Miss. But, I really do not like it when women like you flirt with my father in front of me. I really do not care with the business you want with my father, nor do I really care. And to be fairly honest, I want to be alone with my friend right now. He and I," Aria hesitated as she was trying to figure out how to get this girl away.. "He and I are on a date right now, so I would appreicate it if you can let us be," Aria stated before taking another sip of her drink.
But right when she realized what she said, her cheeks turned a bit red..
Dammit, Aria thought to herself.
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Post by Cruella de Vil on Jun 23, 2017 19:34:29 GMT -6
Cruella halted in her step upon the sudden approach taken by Beatrice towards her. The two had been bitter rivals ever since she could remember. In all honesty, Cruella herself could not really remember why exactly the two had turned out to be so upset and agressive towards one another. If anything, it felt completely and utterly petty, but it was just what the two of them actually were: old women, petty about life and bitter about its sweet injustices. In actuality, they had little to no better thing to do with their free time.
What came out of Beatrice's mouth, however, seemed to be pushing her over the edge. She stood silent for a second, staring at her rival for a while, as if the darkness was starting to fade away into obscurity upon being confronted with what was probably her biggest pains. She knew she had a big hand in crippling herself and ruining the many years she had ahead of her, but she did not need people gloating about it.
Her fist suddenly clenched, her large cigarette stick snapping in two as her entire being began to shake in place, as if smoke was coming out of her eyes and mouth. "Oh, truly, dear?" she spat out, her question filled with poison while glaring at Beatrice. "Well perhaps you'd like to talk about how you were oh too old when you were but a child? I may have lost my chance in the spotlight, but you never had it, darling. And you know what?" she hissed, walking closer to Beatrice, now inches away from her. "There are more ways to damage a spine than in a car accident."
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Post by Salvatore Ross on Jun 23, 2017 20:17:48 GMT -6
Salvatore wasn't the type to back down. Giving how big this guy was, it kind of made him laugh. He peaked at the girl stepping in front of the guy, seeming like she meant business. He wasn't interested but, he raised an eyebrow, finding it humorous as she tried to shoo him away. Tilting his head at her, getting down on her level, smirking, " You got some big balls for a lady, but I think I can stay here all night. " He laughed. She was kind of cute, trying to act all tough. He digged women who took care of themselves, who didn't need a man to defend for them. He lifted back up and winked at her again, " Nice try though. " He loved getting under peoples skin, just seeing it made him happy, he craved it. He knew eyes were on them. Guards, ladies, men - hell, maybe even Korso. But, he was going to keep going. He wanted to feel them get enraged to the point of snapping, giving this whole place some much needed entertainment.
The black haired fella, moved his lady friend out of the way and emerged from behind her. " Let's see what you got, " He thought as he stared at him. " Huh, you got a sharp tongue big guy. Doesn't make you look any scarier, though. Do you kiss your mother with that mouth? " He stopped some, listening to what he said. His fists clenched some, bringing back the painful memories of his mom, laying there dead on the floor. His father, hearing his last words as he died there. Him saying that made his eye twitch, enraged almost. He took a deep breath though, instantly calming himself, smirking at him big. " You're adorable, trying to be all big and bad. " He snorted, " Its pitiful really, what's your motive? That slut over there. " He peaked at her again, shaking his head, " If I were you, pretty boy... " He turned to him and went straight faced, glaring the man. " I'd keep that mouth shut, before you get hurt. " Those words still raced in his mind. Oh, how he wanted to break his neck right then and there. But, he wanted it to keep going, he wanted it to get to the point where he through the first punch. Just so he could end him. For ever opening his mouth.
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Post by Aria Marcello on Jun 23, 2017 20:18:40 GMT -6
~*Guards have now taken a few steps towards Salvatore and Dean*~
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