Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 6:11:55 AM)
(This user has entered The Underworld Nightclub) (IP = 118.210.165.4)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 6:12:00 AM)
(yay! Where is this?)
Halli Nelson (Jul 18, 2011 6:12:34 AM)
(This user has entered The Underworld Nightclub) (IP = 72.216.6.38)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:12:58 AM)
Located in the French quarter, the entrance to this club is down a flight of stairs and through a set of heavy oak doors with black wrought iron reinforcements. There is then a short dark hallway that leads to the Entrance room. The Entrance room is wider than it is long. In it is a boat shaped bridge spanning dark running waters of an artificial river. There is a man here dressed as the Ferryman who checks IDs and takes the entrance fees.
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:13:12 AM)
Once through the Entrance room there is another short hall that opens up into a large room that is made to look like a cavern. There are artificial stalagmites and stalactites scattered around the room and several round tables with chairs for people to sit at. The room is kept in low lighting and there is always soft music playing in the background. Along the whole back wall is a long bar with a doorway behind it leading to the break room and offices. There are other doorways leading from this one each with something written above it. One says Hell, another is marked with a Heiroglyphic and another says Valhalla.
Halli Nelson (Jul 18, 2011 6:16:27 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:16:29 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 6:16:30 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:17:41 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 6:17:59 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:18:53 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 6:20:11 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:20:47 AM)
Halli Nelson (Jul 18, 2011 6:21:45 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:23:17 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 6:23:19 AM)
Halli Nelson (Jul 18, 2011 6:24:20 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:24:37 AM)
Halli Nelson (Jul 18, 2011 6:26:01 AM)
Halli Nelson (Jul 18, 2011 6:26:05 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 6:26:30 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 6:27:21 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 6:27:39 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 6:27:56 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 6:29:41 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:29:43 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 6:31:44 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 6:33:15 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:33:17 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:33:54 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 6:36:12 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 6:37:41 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:37:56 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:38:13 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 6:40:14 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 6:42:26 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 6:43:10 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:43:28 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 6:45:26 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:45:56 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 6:46:32 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:47:46 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 6:48:03 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 6:49:57 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 6:51:48 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:53:13 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 6:54:26 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 6:54:45 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 6:56:49 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:58:17 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 6:58:36 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 6:59:14 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:01:01 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:01:50 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:02:39 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:03:09 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:03:43 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:05:12 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:05:15 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:06:25 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:07:32 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:08:40 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:09:41 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:10:21 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:10:40 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:11:03 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:11:20 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:11:23 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:11:47 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:12:08 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:13:04 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:14:14 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:15:01 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:15:15 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:15:33 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:15:39 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:16:26 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:18:06 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:18:54 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:19:18 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:20:51 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:22:05 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:22:32 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:22:41 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:22:52 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:23:43 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:24:00 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:24:20 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:25:14 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:25:56 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:26:26 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:26:56 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:27:52 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:28:19 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:28:37 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:28:42 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:28:42 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:29:18 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:29:58 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:30:11 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:30:40 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:30:59 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:31:44 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:31:47 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:32:12 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:32:35 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:32:38 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:33:35 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:34:07 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:34:45 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:35:18 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:35:57 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:40:40 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:41:54 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:42:45 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:43:01 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:43:39 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:44:32 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:45:57 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:46:03 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:46:13 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:47:35 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:47:53 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:48:22 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:48:40 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:48:44 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:49:10 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:49:14 AM)
Katie Waterston (Jul 18, 2011 7:49:44 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:50:49 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:51:19 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:51:33 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:51:51 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:51:53 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:51:56 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:52:39 AM)
Katie Waterston (Jul 18, 2011 7:52:49 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 7:53:20 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:54:17 AM)
Katie Waterston (Jul 18, 2011 7:54:48 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:55:03 AM)
Katie Waterston (Jul 18, 2011 7:55:45 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:56:05 AM)
Katie Waterston (Jul 18, 2011 7:56:16 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:56:30 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:56:41 AM)
Katie Waterston (Jul 18, 2011 7:58:18 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 7:58:58 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 7:59:56 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 8:00:50 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 8:01:48 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 8:02:39 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 8:03:33 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 8:05:07 AM)
Danny Braxton (Jul 18, 2011 8:05:32 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 8:05:38 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 8:05:45 AM)
Katie Waterston (Jul 18, 2011 8:05:51 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 8:06:00 AM)
Danny Braxton (Jul 18, 2011 8:06:06 AM)
Danny Braxton (Jul 18, 2011 8:06:14 AM)
Shariq Rashidi (Jul 18, 2011 8:06:16 AM)
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 18, 2011 8:06:22 AM)
Dj Jentry (Jul 18, 2011 8:06:34 AM)
Katie Waterston (Jul 18, 2011 8:06:40 AM)
*Shariq is sitting at the end of the bar people watching and nursing a hot cup of tea. He is wearing a very nice suit with a red shirt and black tie underneath. There is something about him that tends to draw the eye, though for the moment he is sitting alone.*
*Almost throws her ID to the face of the man who checks them, giving him an annoyed but tipsy glare which only states that she started the party long before she desided to come here. But she is still well on her feet, and they carry her further in as soon as she is granted access. Once she gets to the man hall, she lifts her arms up over her head and yells* Turn it up! *to the DJ*
*The music that is playing in this room is usually softer background music with an eery or otherworldly sound to it so that people can talk over it without raising their voices.*
(man=main. Don't worry about the typos, you'll get more of them))
*There is no DJ present in the main room, just bartenders and several patrons of all different types, from businessmen to college students.*
*She drops her arms back to her sides and looks around with her big eyes wide. Nothing happens. She looks astonished, her gaze passing over the tame growd slowly.*
*Shariq is looking at her along with several others in the club, a small smile on his lips at the amusing girl*
-totally vamp goth wanna be she was , but she arrived in the back of lincon . perhaps of some importance to her , a man gets out and moved to door opening it , he stands there as halli checkes her hair and make up .. then she gets out .. he closed it , get back in the car and the driver pulled off to the side , where they parked , pulled out a news papers and started to read. mean while , halli pulled out her ID , it reads 18 , she stands there to see if they let her in. -
*They would let her in, but only after stamping her hand*
Gee...could it be any more morbid.. *she mutters to herself. Then her eyes stop on the man who is looking at her, and she looks back, forming a keen eye-contact with him. Then she tilts her head as a lopsided grin appears on one corner of her mouth, and desides to head that way. Her thums slip to the back pockets of her jeans, and she gives her body it's best swing as she aproaches.*
- she walked on in and looked around . she moved to the bar and sits down -
*Shariq nods to her as she gets closer, noting that she was already a bit tipsey, probably doesn't take too much with a wisp of a girl like that.*
-she turned around and saw no one of intrested .. dule place and headed out -
(This user has moved to OOC Room) (IP = 72.216.6.38)
(This user has entered The Underworld Nightclub) (IP = 72.216.6.38)
*She makes it to Shariq's end of the bar, and stops a respectful five feet away from him. There she stands, and only looks at him, the grin on her face turned to a full smile by now. She takes in the view, which is the man in a suit, and seems to only wait to be aknowledged and welcomed.*
- the latina bitch walked to the front of the line .. she didnt show a id .. - im for shariq ,, lett him DJ ..
tell*
,
*The bartender will get a call from the door and would come over to speak softly to Shariq for just a moment. Shariq gives a nod and at the door DJ would be allowed entry. In the meantime Shariq would look back to Tasha and smile, patting a stool beside him.*
*Quirks a brow in that supposed-to-be seductive way, and bows her head, thanking him for the invitation. Then she slides her tush up onto the stool and holds onto the bartop just to find her balance* Hi there. *she now greets him casually, with a curious look in her eyes.*
- she made her way in .. and looked around , yes she get looks , tight jeans , nicly in shape .. and smile .. she would check the place out before headin over to shariq -
Hello, not quite the party you were expecting? *His voice is amazing, every word spoken in seductive tones. His eyes slowly look her over, picking out whatever little details about her that they can.*
*The main room is quiet, light music playing in the background, the many varied patrons going about their business.*
Nu-uh. It said 'club' outside. I could expect somethign like this on a graveyard. *She looks around slowly, and lets that utterly bored expression take over her face, untill her gaze returns to Shariq* How did you get lost in here? *she smiles again*
- she moved about to where the music .. then just checked things out slowly .-
I'm the owner. I think that if you are really looking for loud music and dancing you might want to check out one of the other rooms. That doorway marked Valhalla may be more to your likings.*
(no * at the end)
- then she walked into room where he was , she saw him with a toy .. but gave him space as she man stopped to talk to her -
Oh, really? *she puts an elbow on the bartop and her chin in her hand, tilting her head a little on top of her arm now.* Well, I apologize. I guess this is no way to speak to the man in the house. *she purses her lip in and suckles it awkwardly, then cracks up another smile* I might try that room, in a few. A bit of encouragement might be in order first... I'd offer a shot for you, if I now didn't know it is all yours. But atleast I can help you with the business.
*waves to the tander to come over. She spots Dj some distanse away, and stops to blink to her direction*
*Nods and smiles. The tender would come to get a drink for Tasha.*
- she looked over the mans shoulder at the girl .. then back to the man she was talking to .. she moved on after he took her hand and kissed it . she moved to the bar and leaned on it , she was few seats away from the girl - > blush of health < she looked at the girl again then turned her back to the bar and looked at the cattle that was there as she sits down -
*Follows Tasha's gaze over to DJ and smiles when he sees her*
*For a while Tasha is distracted by Dj's presense. She looks the woman over and her brows get pushed down by some heavy thought. Then she snaps out of it, and turns to the tender.* I'll have...the Angry Russian, please. *she orders, and turns back to Shariq.* ...just to not be the only one. *she smirks, and then offers her hand to him* My name is Natasha. You may call me Tasha, if you wish.
*Shakes her hand* I'm Shariq, it's a pleasure meeting you.
- she turned and looked at him once the girl started to talk to him ... a slow nod with smile was given to him then she turned her attention back to cattle as she watched them -
*shakes his hand casually, the smile staying wide on her face and her eyes only half open, giving her that tipsy bedroom-look* The pleasure is all mine, Shariq. I don't run into club owners that often, you know. *shrugs when she takes her hand back* Or a gentleman, for that matter. Must be my lucky night.
- as cry little sister started to play , she pushed off and moved to the center of the room as she slowly started to dance to it ..... when the course play , she sings with it -
It just might be. *He reaches over to brush a strand of hair back from Tasha's face, looking into her large eyes. The music in this room plays softly as background music and there are few dancers, though several appreciative looks would turn DJ's way if she started to move to the music.*
-she moved to the music and looked at him as he looked at her then she turned around to dance with one of the guys -
It would be...*she starts, and digs into her pocket, dropping her gaze from Shariq untill she finds her pack of cigarettes* If you granted me to smoke in here?
.
((What are the laws for smoking in bars in New Orleans? Should we assume it's fine since it's WoD?))
< duno>
It's fine. *Smiles at her and leans back to look at the center of the room where several people are dancing now, getting glances of DJ now and then.*
- then voodoo played , she right into a seductive .. hip dance .. yeah that attention there .. as she moved her hands slowly up .. she got a few people to dance with her -
*She pulls a cig out of the pack, and puts it between her lips, looking quite content with everything right now. Her hands search in her pockets for a lighter, and while she is at it, she glances over her shoulder at Dj again.* You know her? *she asks with the cig still in her mouth, and tilts her head towards the dancefloor in a casual manner, not much looking like she was indicating to someone, and looks back to the man in front of her.*
*Nods* She's been a friend of mine almost from the time I arrived in New Orleans.
- she knew the girl , tasha , she was watching her as well .. she had a few questions for her -
Do you know her? *Looking back at Tasha*
*Tasha hms, and flicks her lighter to small flame that she brings to the end of the stick of paper and leaf in her mouth. She waits for the tip to start glowing, and takes a deep breath of smoke before she speaks.* I know she's a cop. *she says with her eyes closed, lettign the smoke come out at it's own time while she speaks.* That's about it.
- then gutter glitter , she kept moving , as soon as she was not looking , she mouthed the words , " watch her " -
- then she moved to them slowly , as she sings to the music ..-
Did you have some trouble with the police? *Watches her as she indulges in her addiction, approving secretly*
- then she moved up behind tasha - well well , its miss vashing .. -her tone changed - you and i have to talk tasha .. now .
shar .. sorry to stop your fun .. i need a room where we cant be distrubed.
No. Not me. *she shakes her head, then opens her eyes slightly and gazes at Shariq from beneath heavy lids and long eyelashes. She has a hint of a smile on her face like she was about to say something, but the voice of Dj makes her drop the action and turn to her instead*
Why, is something wrong?
your about to tell me . Shar ?
*Looks up at DJ and nods slightly, then gets up* Why don't we all go back to my office and we can straighten this out... whatever it is.
- she looked at the girl , it was brujah who standing there atm -
follow him .. - her tone mono-
*Shrugs, and downs her Angry Russian quikly. It woudl be a waste to leave it. She she swirls aroudn on her stool and drops off it.*
-she was going to make sure .. the girl was going to follow him -
*Offers Tasha his arm before leading her back around the bar and down a somewhat long hallway, past the employees lounge and several other rooms, before they get to his office*
- she followed them .. once there she entered behind and closed the door and locked it - sit down tasha .
This large room is impressive from the moment one steps inside. The floors are polished black marble with red veins running through it. There are rich tapestries and expensive looking paintings on the walls. There are also several aquariums/terrariums recessed into the walls so that the glass is flush with the wall. Inside are an assortment of creatures including Piranhas, Scorpions, Banded Sea Serpents and a large diamondback rattlesnake. There are a few sculptures and pedestals with various art objects on them scattered about the room as well, all adding to the feel of opulence and wealth. The furniture in the room is comfortable padded black leather and dark stained oak. At the end of the room is a large antique oak desk that Shariq usually sits behind, three chairs facing it from the opposite direction. There is a computer monitor on top of the desk facing Shariq, often displaying the many hidden video cameras spread throughout his club.
(The monitors are off atm)
*Stops for a second in front of Dj, and gives her a bewierded look, followed by an eyeroll. She courteously takes the arm, as offered, and moves along with Shariq, holding her burnign cig to one side in a motion of cocky elegancy.*
- she waited for the girl to sit-
-she crossed her arms -
*Holds onto the arm she is having, looking quite comfortable next to the exotic gentleman. She appears solemn, bearing well her slightly drunken state, and waits to be spoken to.*
anyway of sobering her up ? SIT !
Excuse ME! I thoguth we were going to be civil here? This is not your house but his. *she gestures to Shariq* You don't get to order me aroudn like a dog. Ask nicely, and I might.
fuck sibble . you have one change to come clean of the night at the peir . and your little vanishing act .. what the fuck happened?
- yeap deffently the brujah side was out -
chance(
*Rae a bit at DJ* I think you should answer her Tasha... she seems in a bit of a bad mood tonight.
OH! Well THANKYOU for trying to express your concern, officer! It wasn't YOU who got pulled off the pier by a fuckign gator, so why don't YOU sit down and fucking BEHAVE!
-spbp to str-
*Snarls, obviously she had flamed up alike. But she stays put next to Shariq, leanign to his arm.*
*He wonders briefly if this would end in a catfight... but then, that would most likely end with Tasha having a broken back... no, he should try to help for her own sake.*
- incomming bitch slap . want to rp ? or roll it ?-
-let's roll, I need the practise =) -
07/18/11 11:26:46 Shariq Rashidi rolls 6 dice vs. diff of 3 to Entrancing Tasha: 8, 2, 3, 6, 7, 6 ,W : 6 successes
07/18/11 11:27:37 Dj Jentry rolls 5 dice vs. diff of 6 to bitch slapping : 6, 8, 2, 5, 3 : 2 successes
((That is pretty much off the chart when it comes to Entrancement... so she's basically in love with Shariq for over a year. *Chuckles*))
DiceRoller
To make a roll, fill in what action is being performed and the number of dice to roll. Then click “Roll Dice”
If you’re rolling for initiative, click on “Init”. Currently you must add Dex+Wits yourself to it.
If you don’t enter a difficulty it will be 6. Check the box to spend willpower (if the ST lets you!) on a roll. If the box is uncheckable then there is no willpower on the sheet to spend.
Name:
Dj Jentry
Action:
Pool: Difficulty (optional):
Reroll 10s: Willpower points: 5 Spend WP:
Results
07/18/11 11:28:20 Dj Jentry rolls 6 dice vs. diff of 6 to dam: 10, 5, 8, 2, 9, 4, 3 : 3 successes (10s Rerolled)
((07/18/11 11:28:25 Tasha Ribakov rolls 6 dice vs. diff of 6 to to dodge Dj’s bitchslap: 8, 1, 8, 3, 5, 6 : 2 successes ))
- she looked at him as dj went jsut slapp her and missed -
- she looked at her - fucking sit before i slit
That's Enough! *He barely raised his voice, but the tone carried more authority behind it*
- she respected shar .. and was breathing slightly heavy -
*limboes like a rubber band and glares at Dj, still holdign onto Shariq's arm* What the hell is your problem, woman? *she growls in a low tone*
i want to know what happened that night how the hell you survived ..
She is correct in that you are both guests in My House... I will not have you harming anyone without my permission. *He leads Tasha over and sets her down gently in one of the chairs and looks at her* Now, my dear, I would appreciate it if you told me what this is all about.
((First part was to DJ, second part to Tasha))
when I went to save you .. you was gone .. no body parts .. no blood on the water ..
what happened?
*sits down, nicely enough.* Oh yeah, I will tell YOU. *another glare shot to Dj's direction. Then she loosk back to Shariq, chilling down for him as fast as she had flamed up before* There's nothign to it. I got attacked by an alligator. I didn't think anyone saw it happen.
How did DJ get involved?
You ask her. And if you coudl also ask why she's such a bitch.
you said you got attacked , tell me what happened ..everything
*Chuckles a bit* Please, tell me everything you can remember about that evening... and then we can get back to having a good time.
*Sighs heavily, and slumps back in the chair. Her cig is gone, but she doesn't notice it before kissign her two fingers for a while, for nothing.* I don't know.. It jsut happened. *she shrugs tiredly* The thing just snapped me down from the pier and dragged me off and then dropped me. *She then straightens herself and pulls the end of her top up a bit, showing them a glimpse of taped-on bandages on her torso underneath* It was a HELL of a ride too.
Those are wounds from it's teeth?
http://i465.photobucket.com/albums/rr20/Abyssalrage/sharench.jpg
Yeah. *she says and lifts the top a little more, presenting, almost proudly. The line of bandages continues all the way from her side and across her back, to her opposing shoulder* Pretty nasty, eh?
keep going , wher did it take you ?
- she walked over and looked at her , checking her out , checking out the bandages -
Looks like it hurt... I'm impressed you survived.
has anyone else seen this ? - her tone changed more calm .-
same here, you should be dead .
It must have let go of her to get a better grip and she got away.
Ey! Don't you dare poke me! *she snaps and slips her top back on, obviously very uncomfortable about Dj getting close. She glares at her and huffs, fidgeting a little* Sure I WISH I was dead, rather than looking at you. Nothing worse than being almost beaten by a cop. I thought you were cool.
tasha ,sorry for being a bitch but we need to you to really think on what happened .
where did you wake up at , how did you get help from whom ?
Why? Why don't you go and ask the alligator? It's not like _I_ bit anyone.
can the gator talk ?
DJ just gets a little overexcited at times... *Trying to smooth things over as he moves behind Tasha and gently rests his hands on her shoulders*
(This user has entered The Underworld Nightclub) (IP = 71.56.184.106)
*again hopes she had a smoke in her fingers, and she slips her hand in her pocket to find the pack she got the previous one from.* What? You askign me if I am on drugs now? *she gives Dj a look that says 'WTF, DUH!', while she slips a cig into her mouth to shut it up*
excuss me . shar outside the door plz ?
((You asking him to come talk with you outside?
( yesh on the other side of the door _
)
Can the gator talk? *she imitated a dull voice and lights up her cig* frigging idiot..*she murmurs to herself*
We'll be back in a moment my dear... just try to relax. *Heads out of his office with DJ*
*so not having been here in a long tme, she'd stroll on in, looking to see if shariq was here.*
*Takes a long pull of smoke and closes her eyes, lookign relieved to get a break from the two.*
((We are in the back by his office.))
*she strolls on toward the back, why not, she'd been there before*
- she walked out and stands , once he was out the door was closed she looked at him - the night this happned , she was pulled into the water by something, there was no blood at the time .. no body parts .. at the time.. i checked up and down river till i was not able to , no signs of anything . here she is , look at her .. shes been torn and put back togather .. find out who helped her , and where she woke up at . I do belive shes a breach
*notcing dj and shariq, she strolled on over.*
becasue she should not be alive - she looked over - heya katie.
*walking over* who shouldnt be alive?
the mortal in the office.
oh shar im a dept again.
congratz DJ. *looking toward the office*
*Nods* I'll find out... *Looks at Katie a bit surprised and nods to her*
katie stay out here for now , i dont think she could handle more people .. - she turned and oopned the door and went back in , she moved to the wall and leaned on it , would let shar question her -
*Opens her eyes a little to see Dj come back. If they were open more, they woudl narrow. But they just remain slitted for now.*
*Heads back in and moves over to sit by Tasha* Do you mind trying to answer a few more questions for me Tasha?
Sure, why not. *she answers casually and takes in another soothing lungful of smoke*
Did you get a good look at the Alligator that pulled you under?
Yeah...yeah, I guess I did. *she speaks slowly, calmly, looking to the ceiling like trying to follow a floating thought* Why, you want me to describe it?
(This user has entered The Underworld Nightclub) (IP = 71.48.249.247)
If you could... was there anything special about it?
((We should move to a closed room huh?))
*shrugged, hearing them talk about rivers and alligators but not including the gangrel, that didnt seem so smart, so standing outside a door was boring, putting her hands in her pockets she walked away from the back room.*
((pw s ))
[I was gonna ask if it was okay, that's fine though]
(This user has moved to OOC Room) (IP = 71.48.249.247)
(This user has moved to Underworld office) (IP = 140.103.155.101)
(This user has moved to Underworld office) (IP = 118.210.165.4)
(This user has moved to Underworld office) (IP = 72.216.6.38)
(This user has moved to OOC Room) (IP = 71.56.184.106)