Post by macenzieray on Jun 14, 2011 14:57:31 GMT -5
Tristen : -The night was young. Tristen had Brianna on his arm.
Mainly because he couldn't really have her any place else, boss was here.
Clock in. He thumped over to the register and started pushing numbers. A
moment later he was cussing at the touch screen. Brianna touched his
shoulder and muttered at him in Russian and he looked at her, "The....they
buttons are too small...I can't push the right ones." Another brief
exchange and he rubbed his face, "You will help?" She reached up and tugged his ear
gently and kissed his biceps. After a brief relay of information he was
clocked in and lowered his weight not a stool. It started groaning, and
he absently flexed his fingers. Hand still hurt from popping that clown in his
face. Sebastian came wandering by and debriefed Tristen. "Hey don't worry
boss. I'll handle it." -
Cross: ::Cross walked through the entrance and entered the room.
His attire was far different this night, opposed to how it had been the night
before with a white suit. Tonight he simply wore a pair of faded jeans and a
simple white tee. He looked around only briefly before heading to the bar
and taking a seat. He brought out a device which looked oddly similar to a
cell phone, though the entire thing was touch screen and the graphics and
display on this thing made modern 3D look like stone age equipment. He started
touching the screen as if he were typing and continued to do so in silence.::
-d-
Tristen : -Nosey. Curios. Whatever it was. You could see it
really. The beastie bear in the man slid forward, his nostrils flared and
he eased a little closer. Had it been a bear the things ears would have
been forward, and his jaw hung slack. The like was mirrored in the arch of his
brows and the loose hang of his jaw. Maybe Cross wouldn't notice the HUGE
guy leaning by this point over his shoulder, smelling of toothpaste and
vodka. "Vat is dat?' Question asked in gruf style. His hands wee way too big.
he couldn't use one of those things unless the buttons projected and made
themselves HUGE. Though there he was peering over Cross' shoulder with brown
eyes looking at the digital display like it was a television and this was the
50's.-
Cross: ::Cross looked up, though not over at his shoulder at the
giant man...not yet anyway. He actually pondered on this question for a
moment. He considered lying...but for what purpose...he was here to stay
now. He gave a pleasant smile to the man known as Tristen, as looked around to
him.:: "Well...its like a cell phone. It was meant for making calls using
actually face time...though I daresay the technology in this time period has
made it that far. It has no name...because I did not give it one...you see..I invented
it. Useful little thing...and it still runs off the old satellites...which
makes it still useful in my book..." ::He was pretty sure that no one he
would have told this too would have understand a single word he was
saying...because it didn't make sense, except to Cross himself:: -d-
Viktoria: Yeah yeah yeah she was running late for her shift, she
knew. She had called Mac ahead of time to let her know what had happened. She
pushed past the bouncers quickly and made her way inside. Hands moving down
to push against her short red dress. Front dipping low, no back at all, hem at
her upper thigh. Life of blue eyes she looked around.. Seeing the man whom
had been hands on with the boss lady the other night she waved, then seeing
Tristen she wiggled fingers at big man. Dipping into the back so that she could
put her purse away. Viktoria sighed to herself, she wasn't in work mode, she
had so much to do in her home it wasn't funny and with Lex moving in it was
just that much more mind blowing, grrr inward hiss from the panther. She
soothed it as best she could and putting on that big smile before stepping
back out and slipping behind the bar. She was still learning all the drink
recipes. -d-
Tristen : -Tristen's eyes glazed right after Cross said "Face
time". "So...It's cell phone...But it doesn't really..." He scratched his
head and then eased back. "Next time...Just tell me it's a cell phone. "
He clapped the man on the shoulder and eased back watching the blonde bombshell
trot across the room. Her finger was returned with a deft graceful
raise of his hand. He wished Cross was explaining a wrist lock or the
amount of bend a limb had before it snapped. Or even the fact that bears could
generate 1000 psi in a bite. SOMETHING just so he didn't feel stupid. But
that wasn't the case, and Tristen just kinda nodded. "Remind me not to ask
you about your stuff " He gave a robust belly laugh before turning
around and nodding to Viktoria. "Hey Wiktoria...You will give me a beer
please?"-
Cross: ::He looked up at Tristen with a amused expression. His
eyes were drawn to the woman crossing the floor, he gave a simple nod and
looked back up at Tristen:: "Hm, perhaps a visual will help..it wont really
explain much but I think it would be highly entertaining none the less....here
watch.." ::He pressed the touch screen a few times as he heard Tristen ask
for a beer. He looked up to the dance floor for a moment, then looked back
down to the display screen. :: "Aha!...here you go watch.....this..." ::He grinned and
pressed a button. Almost instantly the lights above the dance floor came on
and started spinning and doing their thing, then music started playing from
speaker nearby. He found this highly amusing indeed, as he looked back up to
Tristen with a grin:: -d-
Viktoria: She took hold of a wash cloth and brought it to the
counter, no one seemed to be ordering anything so she would insist on making
sure that the spots were gone. Pausing for a moment she lifted those soft
blues to look towards the big man as she gave him a nod. "Course" She had been
studying English so she was a bit better speaking then some of the other
women, at least she tried. Moving behind the counter she would take hold of a
beer and pop the cap off of Placing a paper coaster on her newly shined counter and
sliding it to him. "I'll buy your first one tonight handsome" Playful wink
was given to him. Looking towards the male she didn't know. "Would you like
anything?" -d-
Tristen : -Tristen looked up at the lighting and then whistled. "So
it's remote control too?" The lighting and the DJ went crazy trying to
stop it and when it didn't work they started blaming one another. Tristen
grinned at the kitty and Brianna stared daggers in his head for it.
He looked at her and he put his hands up, "Vat!? You can't fault her for
havink good taste EH!" He cackled and Brianna threw a towel at him. it
draped across his face and then he looked back at Cross, "So...Eh..that thing can
take lady's clothes off too?" -
Cross: ::He looked over to Viktoria.:: "Actually I wouldn't mind a
double Scotch on the rocks..if you wouldn't mind." ::He looked back up to
Tristen:: "In so many words yes, its sort of like a remote control..." ::He
had to laugh at the comment on ladies clothing. After laughing for a moment he
shrugged:: "Well...anything is possible...I'm sure I could program this thing
to make it happen some how..." ::Eyes would shift to the side eyeing Tristen
with a evil grin::
Tristen : - Tristen looked at him and pointed at it. "You show me
dat and I vill pay whatever you vant for one." He chuckled. He was sure
Cross didn't need encouragement. But it was fun anyway. He took a sip of
his beer, and Brianna stopped by said her farewell. They gave a brief exchange
then it was her turn to leave. Then he looked at them. Another swig of
beer taken and he pushed up, the stool groaned it's thanks. "Get back to me
if you figure it out. The naked thing I mean. For now...I go do rounds
and I'll be back. dasvidaniya." With that he wandered off yelling at a guy
standing on the table. "HEY GET OFF DAT!"-
Viktoria: "Mhmm, course." She laughed amused that Bri thought she
wanted in on her big man. If only if Tristen was that lucky! She took hold of
the bottle of scotch and grabbing a glass dropping in some ice and pouring
scotch into it. Hell she finished pouring and then placed it on pretty paper
coaster with the Club logo and information on it. Pushing it towards Cross.
"Here you go." Figured bosses man gets away with it. She shifted away and got
a few orders for beers. Yeah that dress prompted tips from the guys. Looking
towards Tristen and then laughing a bit. It would be an interesting night to
see the man tackle someone else. -d-
Cross: "Thank you" ::He took a sip of the Scotch after giving
thanks and gave a swift nod to Tristen as he walked off. Hm..it was
possible...he would have to do some serious re-programing for this..he looked
down to the device and sat his glass down. He started rapidly pressing the screen,
looking up with a grin every now and then. If he was successful he could make
millions in the under ground...:: -d-
Tristen : -If he was successful, Tristen was taking a pay advance
on his next 7000 pay checks. It would be worth it to just screw with the DJ. But that
aside, Tristen cam back around and thumped into a heavy lean on the bar.
There was nothing going on..Someone needed to fight or die or
something...Why'd Russians have to be so damn well behaved. Though he did shoot a
question at Cross..."Ehh...Can that thing crank cars too? Like remote entry
thing?"-
Viktoria: Leaning forward against the bar she glanced to the thing
that the male was playing with. "What is that?" Lack of anything else going
on would bring the tendress to be oh so curious. It was a cat thing. Forearms
were resting against the counter and then leaning on her forearms. Her head
bobbing to the music a bit. -d-
Cross: ::A brow rose as he looked over to Tristen.:: "As a matter
of fact...that was one it's primary directives." ::He pressed a few more
buttons, the screen flashed green for a moment. He tilted his head back and
laughed out loud. Upon hearing Viktoria's question both brows raised. He gave a
evil little grin:: "Hm..are you sure you want to know...the outcome could
be...surprising, for a lack of better words." ::He grinned over to Tristen as
he said this:: -d-
Viktoria: She watched as his brow rose, her own slowly lifting as she
wasn't sure what on earth they were talking about at first, and then she
lowered her gaze to the device that he held in her hand. "In a moment I do
not think I want to know but for the sake of being me.. yes I do want to know." That
grin of his was scary at that point. -d-
Cross: ::He shrugged as he grinned widely.:: "Well..don't say you
didn't ask." ::He looked over to Tristen:: "Well you wanted to see it with
your own eyes my friend....so here it is.." ::He turned back to Viktoria and
pressed a single button on the device. It made a low humming noise and just
as he had said...Viktoria's clothes were gone. It was a highly technical
process, but amusing to say the least:: "He roared with laughter after this
was done:: -d-
Mac: ~After phone calls right after each other Mac finally was
able to leave the office. She glanced at the clock before she shut the door
and locked it. Another late night, though she hoped the staff was busy doing
their thing. A pair of jeans and a white men's shirt was her attire tonight..oh
yes laid back. Coming down the hallway she happen to glance past a few
patrons, seeing Vik behind the bar nude. Well this was a weird start to the
clubs opening. Shaking her head she laughed making her way over to the bar~"Forget
something this evening Vik?"~Laughing she glanced over to Cross offering him
a large smile before looking back at her~ (d
Viktoria: Blue hues looked to the man who was heading towards the bar
counter. She gave that pearly white smile of hers to him. "Welcome to Club
Karma cho.." And then her clothing disappeared. She cried out in surprise as
she moved her hands to cover her breasts and .. lower area. She was glaring
daggers at the man. "Bozhe moj chertov mudak, daj mne moyu odezhdu nazad ili
ya kl'anus', ya budu rvat' vas na chasti! " She was more then pissed off at
this moment! -d-
Mac: ~Hearing Vik she looked down to Cross..the smile grew into a
smirk..leave it to him to be up to no good. With a shake of her head she
moved around the bar grabbing herself a beer, well since at that very moment
Vik was trying to cover herself with about anything~ (d
Cross: ::He gave Mac a smile, but could not contain his
laughter.:: "Woah! You asked!" ::He was almost in tears laughing at this
point, but never the less he punched a few more buttons and her clothes
materialized back upon her body. He slowly calmed back down and tried to take a sip from his
Scotch...he almost spit it out trying not to keep laughing. He was going to
make a KILLING on this little invention!:: -d-
Mac: ~Reaching behind the bar she grabbed the sheets from last
nights total of sales and number at the door. Swig of beer as she flipped
through them. Wow..she was amazed. Gaze left the papers lifting over to
Cross~"What in the hell have you invented now? If you aim that thing at me and my clothes
disappear, it will be the last time you see them disappear"~Wink~ (d
Viktoria: Unhappy panther, she was grumbling under her breath,
walking away as she moved to the back room of the club, ohhh she was moving
away so she didn't shift and maul the man. She didn't tell him to SHOW her..
nope.. she asked him to TELL, stupid man. -d-
Cross: ::He watched Viktoria walk away. He smiled over to Mac::
"This is a technological jewel...I'm going to make millions off this baby..."
::He slipped the device back in his pocket and took another sip from his
drink:: "Hey don't blame me ...Tristen put me up to it.." ::He laughed slightly,
thinking about how mad Viktoria was. If she came close to him he would punch
that button again!:: -d-
Mac: ~Tristen's idea her ass...~"Speaking of Tristen and him giving
you such wonderful ideas, where is he?"~glancing around the bar she watched
Vik take off in the back. LORD she hoped the girl didn't shift. That's all she
needed was someone come in and see that. Eyes moved back to
Cross~"Besides making devices that strip women, what else have you been up to
today?"~Did she really want to know at this point~
Cross: "Not sure to be honest, not bad too, he missed the show"
::He snickered to this and took another sip from his Scotch:: "Well...to be
honest I've been shopping most of the day...a little here and a little
there..." ::He gave her a wink as he sat his glass back on the bar top:: -d-
Mac: ~Glancing to the clock it was late, and the crowd had settled down to just a trickle. Therefore Mac called it a night and bid Viktoria and Tristen a goodnight when he finally came back from around the corner. She just figured him and Brianna had found a closet somewhere. Slender fingers wrapped around Cross's arm dragging him with her to the penthouse.~
Mainly because he couldn't really have her any place else, boss was here.
Clock in. He thumped over to the register and started pushing numbers. A
moment later he was cussing at the touch screen. Brianna touched his
shoulder and muttered at him in Russian and he looked at her, "The....they
buttons are too small...I can't push the right ones." Another brief
exchange and he rubbed his face, "You will help?" She reached up and tugged his ear
gently and kissed his biceps. After a brief relay of information he was
clocked in and lowered his weight not a stool. It started groaning, and
he absently flexed his fingers. Hand still hurt from popping that clown in his
face. Sebastian came wandering by and debriefed Tristen. "Hey don't worry
boss. I'll handle it." -
Cross: ::Cross walked through the entrance and entered the room.
His attire was far different this night, opposed to how it had been the night
before with a white suit. Tonight he simply wore a pair of faded jeans and a
simple white tee. He looked around only briefly before heading to the bar
and taking a seat. He brought out a device which looked oddly similar to a
cell phone, though the entire thing was touch screen and the graphics and
display on this thing made modern 3D look like stone age equipment. He started
touching the screen as if he were typing and continued to do so in silence.::
-d-
Tristen : -Nosey. Curios. Whatever it was. You could see it
really. The beastie bear in the man slid forward, his nostrils flared and
he eased a little closer. Had it been a bear the things ears would have
been forward, and his jaw hung slack. The like was mirrored in the arch of his
brows and the loose hang of his jaw. Maybe Cross wouldn't notice the HUGE
guy leaning by this point over his shoulder, smelling of toothpaste and
vodka. "Vat is dat?' Question asked in gruf style. His hands wee way too big.
he couldn't use one of those things unless the buttons projected and made
themselves HUGE. Though there he was peering over Cross' shoulder with brown
eyes looking at the digital display like it was a television and this was the
50's.-
Cross: ::Cross looked up, though not over at his shoulder at the
giant man...not yet anyway. He actually pondered on this question for a
moment. He considered lying...but for what purpose...he was here to stay
now. He gave a pleasant smile to the man known as Tristen, as looked around to
him.:: "Well...its like a cell phone. It was meant for making calls using
actually face time...though I daresay the technology in this time period has
made it that far. It has no name...because I did not give it one...you see..I invented
it. Useful little thing...and it still runs off the old satellites...which
makes it still useful in my book..." ::He was pretty sure that no one he
would have told this too would have understand a single word he was
saying...because it didn't make sense, except to Cross himself:: -d-
Viktoria: Yeah yeah yeah she was running late for her shift, she
knew. She had called Mac ahead of time to let her know what had happened. She
pushed past the bouncers quickly and made her way inside. Hands moving down
to push against her short red dress. Front dipping low, no back at all, hem at
her upper thigh. Life of blue eyes she looked around.. Seeing the man whom
had been hands on with the boss lady the other night she waved, then seeing
Tristen she wiggled fingers at big man. Dipping into the back so that she could
put her purse away. Viktoria sighed to herself, she wasn't in work mode, she
had so much to do in her home it wasn't funny and with Lex moving in it was
just that much more mind blowing, grrr inward hiss from the panther. She
soothed it as best she could and putting on that big smile before stepping
back out and slipping behind the bar. She was still learning all the drink
recipes. -d-
Tristen : -Tristen's eyes glazed right after Cross said "Face
time". "So...It's cell phone...But it doesn't really..." He scratched his
head and then eased back. "Next time...Just tell me it's a cell phone. "
He clapped the man on the shoulder and eased back watching the blonde bombshell
trot across the room. Her finger was returned with a deft graceful
raise of his hand. He wished Cross was explaining a wrist lock or the
amount of bend a limb had before it snapped. Or even the fact that bears could
generate 1000 psi in a bite. SOMETHING just so he didn't feel stupid. But
that wasn't the case, and Tristen just kinda nodded. "Remind me not to ask
you about your stuff " He gave a robust belly laugh before turning
around and nodding to Viktoria. "Hey Wiktoria...You will give me a beer
please?"-
Cross: ::He looked up at Tristen with a amused expression. His
eyes were drawn to the woman crossing the floor, he gave a simple nod and
looked back up at Tristen:: "Hm, perhaps a visual will help..it wont really
explain much but I think it would be highly entertaining none the less....here
watch.." ::He pressed the touch screen a few times as he heard Tristen ask
for a beer. He looked up to the dance floor for a moment, then looked back
down to the display screen. :: "Aha!...here you go watch.....this..." ::He grinned and
pressed a button. Almost instantly the lights above the dance floor came on
and started spinning and doing their thing, then music started playing from
speaker nearby. He found this highly amusing indeed, as he looked back up to
Tristen with a grin:: -d-
Viktoria: She took hold of a wash cloth and brought it to the
counter, no one seemed to be ordering anything so she would insist on making
sure that the spots were gone. Pausing for a moment she lifted those soft
blues to look towards the big man as she gave him a nod. "Course" She had been
studying English so she was a bit better speaking then some of the other
women, at least she tried. Moving behind the counter she would take hold of a
beer and pop the cap off of Placing a paper coaster on her newly shined counter and
sliding it to him. "I'll buy your first one tonight handsome" Playful wink
was given to him. Looking towards the male she didn't know. "Would you like
anything?" -d-
Tristen : -Tristen looked up at the lighting and then whistled. "So
it's remote control too?" The lighting and the DJ went crazy trying to
stop it and when it didn't work they started blaming one another. Tristen
grinned at the kitty and Brianna stared daggers in his head for it.
He looked at her and he put his hands up, "Vat!? You can't fault her for
havink good taste EH!" He cackled and Brianna threw a towel at him. it
draped across his face and then he looked back at Cross, "So...Eh..that thing can
take lady's clothes off too?" -
Cross: ::He looked over to Viktoria.:: "Actually I wouldn't mind a
double Scotch on the rocks..if you wouldn't mind." ::He looked back up to
Tristen:: "In so many words yes, its sort of like a remote control..." ::He
had to laugh at the comment on ladies clothing. After laughing for a moment he
shrugged:: "Well...anything is possible...I'm sure I could program this thing
to make it happen some how..." ::Eyes would shift to the side eyeing Tristen
with a evil grin::
Tristen : - Tristen looked at him and pointed at it. "You show me
dat and I vill pay whatever you vant for one." He chuckled. He was sure
Cross didn't need encouragement. But it was fun anyway. He took a sip of
his beer, and Brianna stopped by said her farewell. They gave a brief exchange
then it was her turn to leave. Then he looked at them. Another swig of
beer taken and he pushed up, the stool groaned it's thanks. "Get back to me
if you figure it out. The naked thing I mean. For now...I go do rounds
and I'll be back. dasvidaniya." With that he wandered off yelling at a guy
standing on the table. "HEY GET OFF DAT!"-
Viktoria: "Mhmm, course." She laughed amused that Bri thought she
wanted in on her big man. If only if Tristen was that lucky! She took hold of
the bottle of scotch and grabbing a glass dropping in some ice and pouring
scotch into it. Hell she finished pouring and then placed it on pretty paper
coaster with the Club logo and information on it. Pushing it towards Cross.
"Here you go." Figured bosses man gets away with it. She shifted away and got
a few orders for beers. Yeah that dress prompted tips from the guys. Looking
towards Tristen and then laughing a bit. It would be an interesting night to
see the man tackle someone else. -d-
Cross: "Thank you" ::He took a sip of the Scotch after giving
thanks and gave a swift nod to Tristen as he walked off. Hm..it was
possible...he would have to do some serious re-programing for this..he looked
down to the device and sat his glass down. He started rapidly pressing the screen,
looking up with a grin every now and then. If he was successful he could make
millions in the under ground...:: -d-
Tristen : -If he was successful, Tristen was taking a pay advance
on his next 7000 pay checks. It would be worth it to just screw with the DJ. But that
aside, Tristen cam back around and thumped into a heavy lean on the bar.
There was nothing going on..Someone needed to fight or die or
something...Why'd Russians have to be so damn well behaved. Though he did shoot a
question at Cross..."Ehh...Can that thing crank cars too? Like remote entry
thing?"-
Viktoria: Leaning forward against the bar she glanced to the thing
that the male was playing with. "What is that?" Lack of anything else going
on would bring the tendress to be oh so curious. It was a cat thing. Forearms
were resting against the counter and then leaning on her forearms. Her head
bobbing to the music a bit. -d-
Cross: ::A brow rose as he looked over to Tristen.:: "As a matter
of fact...that was one it's primary directives." ::He pressed a few more
buttons, the screen flashed green for a moment. He tilted his head back and
laughed out loud. Upon hearing Viktoria's question both brows raised. He gave a
evil little grin:: "Hm..are you sure you want to know...the outcome could
be...surprising, for a lack of better words." ::He grinned over to Tristen as
he said this:: -d-
Viktoria: She watched as his brow rose, her own slowly lifting as she
wasn't sure what on earth they were talking about at first, and then she
lowered her gaze to the device that he held in her hand. "In a moment I do
not think I want to know but for the sake of being me.. yes I do want to know." That
grin of his was scary at that point. -d-
Cross: ::He shrugged as he grinned widely.:: "Well..don't say you
didn't ask." ::He looked over to Tristen:: "Well you wanted to see it with
your own eyes my friend....so here it is.." ::He turned back to Viktoria and
pressed a single button on the device. It made a low humming noise and just
as he had said...Viktoria's clothes were gone. It was a highly technical
process, but amusing to say the least:: "He roared with laughter after this
was done:: -d-
Mac: ~After phone calls right after each other Mac finally was
able to leave the office. She glanced at the clock before she shut the door
and locked it. Another late night, though she hoped the staff was busy doing
their thing. A pair of jeans and a white men's shirt was her attire tonight..oh
yes laid back. Coming down the hallway she happen to glance past a few
patrons, seeing Vik behind the bar nude. Well this was a weird start to the
clubs opening. Shaking her head she laughed making her way over to the bar~"Forget
something this evening Vik?"~Laughing she glanced over to Cross offering him
a large smile before looking back at her~ (d
Viktoria: Blue hues looked to the man who was heading towards the bar
counter. She gave that pearly white smile of hers to him. "Welcome to Club
Karma cho.." And then her clothing disappeared. She cried out in surprise as
she moved her hands to cover her breasts and .. lower area. She was glaring
daggers at the man. "Bozhe moj chertov mudak, daj mne moyu odezhdu nazad ili
ya kl'anus', ya budu rvat' vas na chasti! " She was more then pissed off at
this moment! -d-
Mac: ~Hearing Vik she looked down to Cross..the smile grew into a
smirk..leave it to him to be up to no good. With a shake of her head she
moved around the bar grabbing herself a beer, well since at that very moment
Vik was trying to cover herself with about anything~ (d
Cross: ::He gave Mac a smile, but could not contain his
laughter.:: "Woah! You asked!" ::He was almost in tears laughing at this
point, but never the less he punched a few more buttons and her clothes
materialized back upon her body. He slowly calmed back down and tried to take a sip from his
Scotch...he almost spit it out trying not to keep laughing. He was going to
make a KILLING on this little invention!:: -d-
Mac: ~Reaching behind the bar she grabbed the sheets from last
nights total of sales and number at the door. Swig of beer as she flipped
through them. Wow..she was amazed. Gaze left the papers lifting over to
Cross~"What in the hell have you invented now? If you aim that thing at me and my clothes
disappear, it will be the last time you see them disappear"~Wink~ (d
Viktoria: Unhappy panther, she was grumbling under her breath,
walking away as she moved to the back room of the club, ohhh she was moving
away so she didn't shift and maul the man. She didn't tell him to SHOW her..
nope.. she asked him to TELL, stupid man. -d-
Cross: ::He watched Viktoria walk away. He smiled over to Mac::
"This is a technological jewel...I'm going to make millions off this baby..."
::He slipped the device back in his pocket and took another sip from his
drink:: "Hey don't blame me ...Tristen put me up to it.." ::He laughed slightly,
thinking about how mad Viktoria was. If she came close to him he would punch
that button again!:: -d-
Mac: ~Tristen's idea her ass...~"Speaking of Tristen and him giving
you such wonderful ideas, where is he?"~glancing around the bar she watched
Vik take off in the back. LORD she hoped the girl didn't shift. That's all she
needed was someone come in and see that. Eyes moved back to
Cross~"Besides making devices that strip women, what else have you been up to
today?"~Did she really want to know at this point~
Cross: "Not sure to be honest, not bad too, he missed the show"
::He snickered to this and took another sip from his Scotch:: "Well...to be
honest I've been shopping most of the day...a little here and a little
there..." ::He gave her a wink as he sat his glass back on the bar top:: -d-
Mac: ~Glancing to the clock it was late, and the crowd had settled down to just a trickle. Therefore Mac called it a night and bid Viktoria and Tristen a goodnight when he finally came back from around the corner. She just figured him and Brianna had found a closet somewhere. Slender fingers wrapped around Cross's arm dragging him with her to the penthouse.~