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Post by Poison Flower on Aug 12, 2006 18:53:37 GMT -5
Fleur was cleaning off the tables, the bar had been empited for quite some time now. Her skunk like tail swayed back and forth. The lavender and white skunk like creature continued to clean off the tables. The bar was still open but today was a slow day. Sundays were always slow days. Her yellow eyes scanned the bar. She sighed. She hated boring nights, no fun during those nights.
She wore her usual pink tanktop and her jean skirt and her strappy shoes and pink and black striped armwarmers. Her one eye was covered by her purple bangs. She fixed the bow in her hair and then got back to cleaning. "Why can't I have fun on Sundays?" she asked herself, "it's too dull" She placed her hands on her hips and stared at the door. Wouldn't someone come before the night ended?
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Post by Darkduskk on Aug 12, 2006 19:26:29 GMT -5
The day was long and now was the time for relaxation. He didn't care where, or how,. He had so much to get off his back.
He sat at the nearest seat at the bar. Looking about, he wondered where the tender was. Long blonde hair was tied lowly at the center of his back. Holding up his hand as his blue eyes stared at the wood work of the counter, he waited for a response so that he could order a drink.
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Post by Poison Flower on Aug 12, 2006 19:41:06 GMT -5
Fleur noticied the man and smiled. She slowly walked over to the counter. She was face to face with the man. She leaned on the counter. "Howdy handsom...what can I get you tonight?" she asked. She smiled for him, it was her oh so sexy smile. She was famous for it. Her tail swished the air as she waited for a reply.
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Post by Darkduskk on Aug 12, 2006 19:56:21 GMT -5
"Howdy grogeous," he mocked. Indeed she had the looks, but he was in no mood for females. "Just a shot of Vodka for me, please."
His tail flicked once before going into a tapping spree against one leg of his stool. Arching his back, he eased a stiffened muscle. He mentally complained about how old he was getting to be. He hated aging.
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Post by Poison Flower on Aug 12, 2006 19:59:23 GMT -5
Fleur could see he wasn't interested in females at the moment. She continued to flash that smile of her's. "Oh coming right up handsom" she said as she started to prepare his drink. In mere moments he had what he desired. "So what's your name stranger?' she asked as she rested head in her hands and her elbows with on the counter. Her tail continued to sway back and forth.
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Post by Darkduskk on Aug 12, 2006 20:10:32 GMT -5
He downed the glass quickly, then set it gently on the table. The alcohol worked quickly and brushed away his worries in a matter of seconds. "Xeduu, Ma'am. And yours?" He tossed his head to the side, ridding his vision of a lock of hair that had fallen from behind his shoulder.
"Seems rather slow in here today. I suppose though, Sunday and all..."
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Post by Poison Flower on Aug 12, 2006 20:13:46 GMT -5
It didn't take him long to finish that off now did it? "Xeduu eh?" she asked, "what a handsom name for a handsom man" She continued to smile. Her eyes seemed to narrow a bit. "The name is Felicite Fluer" she replied, "or Fleur for short" He seemed to have loosened up a bit because of that drink. "Ya...Sunday is my boring day" she frowned in a playful way, "but you came along and things got a bit more interesting...it's still dull though"
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Post by Darkduskk on Aug 12, 2006 20:30:51 GMT -5
He snorted, "Well then, sorry to hear I'm such a bummer. Either way, it's a pleasure to meet you."
His tail finally stopped beating against the stool's leg. It was dreadfully quiet in here. Though, he always was one for the silence. Office work was one third of his job. At the very least, he was used to it.
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Post by Poison Flower on Aug 13, 2006 11:57:52 GMT -5
Fleur shrugged. "It's alright...it's Sunday" she said, "you have a right to be boring on Sunday" She continued to smile. "To me you seem like one of those boring office guys who sit behind a desk all day checking paperwork" she said, "but then again I could be wrong" Her tail continued to sway back and forth. Since she looked like a skunk you'd think she would smell bad but actually she smelt like candy. Thanks to the new line of Jessica Simpson Edible perfume and such.
Ooc||My sister and mother bought some of it...if you lick Fleur she'll taste just like a lollipop.
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