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Post by cyrus on May 26, 2009 19:11:40 GMT -5
August nights were always hotter then the bawls of hell, especially in Barcelona. That was probably why the teenagers went to La Terrazza during the hot nights, it was cool in the building and loud as ever. The building itself seemed to shake with teen life and music.
Strobe lights moved everywhere in the large room and every so often a neon light will appear here in there, creating different colors and reflecting from the framed images that hung against the walls. A pair of pink eyes stared out at the dance floor where many teenagers where dancing and partying hard to the music.
Even though the air was on, it seemed to be hot in the building still. Perhaps it was because there where so many people or maybe it was just the feel of the building with it's sexual flair of dirty dancing and the close dancing that almost looked like a sex scene.
Cyrus averted his eyes from the large group of people. He sat off to the side at a booth table that was in the form of a "c". He was by himself and enjoying it. The teenager had woke up in a swore mood due to the past events between himself, Leon and Mizumi. More so his irritation went towards Leon Kennedy who found it amusing to leave Cyrus high and dry.
Fucking bastard.
The teenager slumped in his seat, ignoring people as they walked by, he noticed a girl glanced at him and smiled. Apparently attracted to him, but he ignored her, not wanting attention at the moment. Although, he supposed he did look nice tonight, he had traded his ripped jeans for a pair of tight black ones with a neon green and yellow belt around his waist to keep them up. As usual he had a white shirt on that was tight and left little to the imagination and a purple short sleeved button up that he left open. Sadly, his usual black boots where on his feet.
He looked at the table, viewing his phone, it was silent, no surprise really. He reached out with his knuckle gloved covered hands. His many bracelets of all colors and sizes slid down his forearm as he flipped the phone open with both hands and looked at the screen. Debating if he should text anyone.
He sat up and leaned on forward, elbows on the table and held the phone with one hand and his other fiddled with his long feather earring for a moment before his fingers dragged along his black studded collar that looked something close to a dogs collar. He had to wear it, he didn't care for rumors to fly after all, he was sure he would be questioned to why he had two hickeys on his neck and who left them. He knew perfectly well who they where from, Leon and Mizumi.
He thought about the two for a moment but that only irritated him and he slammed his phone shut and left it on the table, leaning back he put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. He was just going to set back and listen to the loud music.
That should put him in a better mood!
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Post by kallikat on May 26, 2009 20:07:31 GMT -5
“So like I was saying, see me and Dearie, see I call him that some times. Isn’t it cute? Anyway him and me were just –hic- play fighting and all of a sudden the fucker pulls the buttons off my favorite jacket! You know the orange one? Anyway so I was all like you bastard! And he just smirked. He’s always freaking smirking! It was like he was born smirking! Smug ass bastard. Anyway so then I tackle him, preparing to abolish him for tearing my favorite jumpsuit, but he keeps pulling my clothes! So then I start tearing his clothes too, just to be fair. –hic- Then I look down and I realize something. You know what I realized? Of course you don’t! We were both naked! Isn’t that funny!?” He laughed so loudly that a few of those near the bar had heard him over the music and turned to glance warily at him. The bartender looked at him in question and slowly began to slide the glass away from the blond. It had only been at least two shots of tequila and only half-glass of the club specialty and the teen seemed wasted. His cheeks were highlighted and shade of red and his blue eyes were glassy with a dull luster to them.
Naruto had managed to balance himself on the bar, his arms out in front of him and fingers scraping at the wood. His brow raised at the ‘tender as he moved the glass and Naruto pouted, his bottom lip poking out childishly. He would’ve ordered the man to mix him up something else, but already his head was hurting and the room was threatening to spin faster than it already was and topple down on top of him. Only slightly drunk, the quick façade did get him a few glances. Enough attention for one night, definitely and the tidbit of a story to whoever was sitting beside him did the trick. But he did admit he needed to tone down on the alcohol, he was almost reeking with the sickening smell. Edging his hands away from the table, he spun the stool around to face in the direction of the dance group and the grinding chain that was going on in the center of the floor. He was compelled for a moment to go and join it, but first, it would be best to let his near alcohol poisoning die down. The male squinted his eyes in a hint of annoyance and he rested his elbows on his knees, leaning forward to cup the sides of his face with his hands. Well, he didn’t sneak in here just to drink, the club was for conversations also…right?
In mid thought, he looked further down the C-shaped bar and noticed a male with two toned color hair, looking decisively at his phone. He blinked in curiosity, eyes widening and tilted his head to the side before glancing away. After all, it was rude to stare. He hadn’t planned on talking to anyone just yet but better judgment had flew out the window and wasn’t coming back anytime soon. Shakily, he got off the stool and pulled out his own phone making his way through a group of girls who were ogling some guy waaaay on the other side of the club. Naruto held his head up, letting his arms swing at his side as he walked, trying to give himself that type of higher-air. Although, he was sure it would’ve worked out so much better if he was actually paying attention to where he was going, wasn’t partially intoxicated, and didn’t have such horrible balance.
Clumsily, he had tripped over someone’s leg and the ground disappeared beneath him. His phone flew from his hands and he went tumbling to the ground in a trip-skid-slide fashion against the tile floor. The blond remained flat out on his stomach, eyes narrowing as he heard sounds of laughter and hastily pushed himself up to a sitting position, crossing his legs and folding his arms against his chest, the pout-y face once again rearing its head. Glancing up, he noted that he had arrived at his destination, the male he had been looking at now less than a few inches away and Naruto’s usual thousand-watt grin made its way on his face, stretching from ear to ear along with a nervous chuckle. Pointing upwards at him, hoping that his clumsy entrance had made the other aware of his presence, Naruto blurted out the first thing that came to mind. ”HEY, HEY, OI! DON’T JUST SIT THERE! Care to help me up?” He had finished shouting with a rather gutsy grin and near clueless expression. ”I fell.”
ooc;; sorry for the length! my starting posts are usually long. hope you don't mind.
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Post by cyrus on May 26, 2009 20:32:47 GMT -5
Movement to the side caught Cyrus attention, he pulled his eyes away from the phone and looked towards the blond boy that was moving about drunk. Cyrus had been too far away to hear the boy but he could take guess that his drink was taken away from him by the way the yellow headed boy moved.
The punk shook his head and turned his vision back to his phone as the song 'Loves Me Not' by Tatu came on over the speakers. Cyrus rolled his eyes at the song, granted he loved it but it was not a song he wanted to hear at the moment. But he didn't have to worry about listening to the lyrics as he heard some laughter, looking back he noticed the same boy was now on his belly and his phone was spinning away. His pink eyes followed the phone until it came to a spinning stop at the edge of the chair Cyrus was on.
He stared at it for a moment and then looked back up the boy. A brow was raised, the kid was pouting with his hands over his chest, he looked rather upset over something, probably from being tripped. He turned away again to ignore the boy but he heard the young blond call out to him. Cyrus moaned and looked at the boy, he could tell that he took a spill that was hard not to see. But Cyrus did not move, oh no. Normally he would of gotten up to help the boy, but right now Cyrus wasn't in the best of moods.
So he did the opposite, he did not help the boy he just simply bent down and picked up the small phone with his tan slender hand. He brought it to eye level as he sat it back up, it was a nice phone the boy had. So, he took it and put it to the side, on his chair. Thinking he might keep it for the hell of it.
"You can get up yourself, you got arms and legs." He said to Naruto without a care for the time being. His pink eyes glanced at him. "Or are you too drunk?"
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Post by Dolores Haze Fairchild on May 27, 2009 1:21:25 GMT -5
"Ah so hot!! Why does it have to be so frickin hot!~~~"
A soft voice whined out loud to no one in particular maybe to all the crazy teens that were dancing around her. But, how could they when her voice was so soft and meek. Sigh~ so different from the owner of the voice herself. Tiny Dolores sat on a lone little island admist a sea of dancing hormone induced people, lounging with her chair back and feet atop the table, fanning herself with her purse made out of candy wrappers. It was to no advail really, it was just too hot in Barcelona. The girl let out an exasperated moan, grabbing her drink, a virgin Margirita, and sipped it greedily, trying in desperation to cool herself down.
The Caramie Brown haired girl wore a white, faux silk scarf around her head, decorated with bright Orange, Pink, Blue, and Green spots, the scarf tied at a bow at the nape of her neck. Her dresses was a little vintage, a mini White colorfully polka dotted dress like her scarf, ending a little tight around her mid-thighs with 3-quarter sleeves. She were simple white gloves, and white sandals that now dangled off the chair she sat on, her feet aching from all the dancing she did. After putting down her drink, she stuck a Sour Strawberry lollipop in her mouth, courtesy of her Candy Wrapper bag. She at least had about what 10 or 20 lollipops a day? She didn't really count.
Wide, Hazel eyes spotted a blond, spikey haired boy, drunk by the looks of it, mindlessly walking around bumping into things and people. And yeah big surprise he fell flat on his face right in front of this boy with multi-colored hair. The boy seemed very displeased.
"You can get up yourself, you got arms and legs." he said the drunk Blond "Or are you too drunk?"
"Or are just too much of a little jerk not to help?" the girl stared at the boy, shaking her head. No damn manners. Kids now a days, I tell you. Leaning down, barefoot and all she gripped the Blond's arms and lifted him up.
"ACK!" she said almost losing her lollipop but caught it just in time. She sighed and began to suck on it again, shaking the blond she was carrying. "You. Get up or I'll drop you on your face again." she threatened.
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Post by kallikat on May 29, 2009 7:59:08 GMT -5
Blue eyes watched as the phone was picked up and Naruto reached his hand out, expecting it to be given to him but much to his dismay, he scoffed as the male instead sat it beside him. He was about to stand up himself but decided to stay seated instead as his stomach churned. Oh, that wasn't good. He swallowed back down the bile he felt rising in his throat and turned his head in mild embarrassment. Hopefully, he didn't look that messed up.
"You can get up yourself, you got arms and legs." The blond nodded at that statement. "You say? I hardly noticed." He said sarcastically, squinting. "Or are you too drunk?" At that moment Naruto was about to counter with some horribly thought up insult but instead was snatched up by his arms and he flinced at the sudden touch. It was definitely unexpected. He rested there for a moment, not trying much at all to get himself back to his feet but at the girl's threatening words to drop him, he steadied his legs beneath him and pulled away, leaning against her slightly for support. "See? I'm not drunk at all, I have everything under control! C'mon now, Naruto Uzumaki knows how to hold his own and his alcohol for the most part!" He stuck his tongue out Cyrus and looked to his savior who had thankfully pulled him off the ground. If it wasn't for her, he was sure he would've stayed there until he sobered up. "And thanks a lot but I'm sure I could've gotten up myself." He said to the brunette, not even noticing the slur in his voice. Taking note of the lollipop in her mouth, he was compelled to snatch the candy from her and eat it for himself and even reached out to grab the stick before hesitantly dropping his arm. He wasn't that bad off. He remembered the time when he had taken candy from Sakura...and that resulted in three shattering blows to the head and a rough shove away.
Naruto stared off at the far wall in the club for a moment in a complete daze before blinking and shaking his head. Naruto's stomach rumbled again and he fought the urge to double over as he wrapped his arms around his tummy in what looked like a strange self-hug. He closed one eye, the other open as he glanced at Cyrus and whined, "C-can I get my phone back, y'know?" Completely out of character at the moment, Naruto reached his arm out across Cyrus' lap to try and get the handheld device but let it drop limply at his side. "Oh! This is unfair!"
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Post by cyrus on May 31, 2009 1:03:41 GMT -5
He raised a brow at the young blond and shook his head, the boy was pretty drunk to him. Plus, being as moody as Cyrus was he lifted the phone away from Naruto as he tried to capture the object. He looked down at the boy on his lap, "Mind moving there, Blondie?" He asked and put the phone on the table for Naruto to take.
He supposed he could be somewhat nice at the moment, couldn't be moody forever, well actually he could and he probably would for a little bit at least! He looked at Dolores and shrugged, "Well, right now I'm not in the best of moods, sorry."
(OOC: Sorry for such a short post)
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