Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 6:53:01 PM)
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Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 6:53:35 PM)
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Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 6:55:58 PM)
*He was sitting in some dark corner of the bar away from pying eyes. Dressed in his old comfort clothes of a middy waters tshirt that had entirely too many holes to be wearable or really even fully considered a p[roper shirt anymore. and old worn jeans. though if you looked close ennough at the jeans you could see parts of him you shouldnt which meant he probably shouldnt wear those either. A couple of empty bottles in fornt of him along with a small vial of clear liquid he didnt bother to hide anymore*

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 6:58:22 PM)
::it was after work, and Luci... was looking for more of the hair of the dog that bit her. It was one bitch of a day at work, though Li had made it easier, and at least she had food in her today, Li having switched into uber protective mode. Luci walked in, dressed up, somewhat. She had taken off her lab coat, and sweater, wearing a strapless sundress and flats. She had arrived via cab, and intended to leave that way, looking cool. Her face was a dispassionate mask as she moved gracefully towards the bar, appearing out of the corner of his eyes like a mirage, as she climbs onto a stool. She smiled to the tender with a friendly enough smile, but it was fake, and she ordered her drink, staring at it as she received it, as though it held all the answers:;

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 7:03:22 PM)
*he would try and ignore her... think about slipping out, but he couldn't. Though it would be a few drinks in for her before he would work up the nerve to say hi. Making his way over to the bar he would stand with more distance between them then there had even been. even though it was a perfectly normal amount of distance between most folks of about 6 inches. He was obviously drunk and still hadnt shaved at all* Hey... let me get that for you... *timing it so that she would need another drink, at least her third or fourth by then andmotioning to the bartender for it*

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 7:07:41 PM)
::she'd already refused the company offered by one guy in the bar, when he'd come up to get a refill on his beer, the guy turning away, sour-faced, as Luci wasn't gentle about it, though she did it quietly. Her eyes flitted to him, taking in his appearance, clearly a bit surprised to see him looking so shitty. He could see dark circles under her eyes, and they were red, still recovering from the night before:: Non, merci... ::but nodded to the bartender that she did want another one, then said quietly:: A double.

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 7:09:29 PM)
*he simply nodded a bit and ordered one for himself. his eyes red and sill a bit puffy. the small scratches on his nuckles though were much worse. If you looked close enough you might be able to see bone on one of two knuckels as large scabs covered them. It seems he took out his pain in other ways

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 7:09:32 PM)
*

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 7:12:02 PM)
::getting her drink from the tender, who looked back and forth between the two, as though trying to find the connection. Luci took a sip quietly, and then shook her head:: You look like shit...

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 7:14:17 PM)
Yeah... I would like to say the same but you still look good despite the bags under your eyes... So how about you smell funny? *a bit of humor given, he couldnt help it though he didnt really laugh along with the joke at all*

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 7:15:53 PM)
The 'bags under my eyes' comment did nicely enough, merci... ::lifting her drink, and she finished it in one smooth swallow, apparently, she couldn't get drunk fast enough now:;

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 7:20:50 PM)
*he ordered another drink and stood next to her as he downed it... long drawn out seconds bleeding by as he stood in silence next to her though it was only a second or maybe two* Sorry...

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 7:23:35 PM)
::she raised a brow, her eyes eyeing his hands carefully, as she put her empty glass down on the bar.:: I didn't know you were so self-destructive.. ::she was speaking quietly, and leaned back in her seat:: What are you sorry for?

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 7:25:15 PM)
Oh the bags comment... they are barely noticable... *he turned to look at her. eyes meeting her for a second and it was still there.... that deep undenyable spark between them, though he quickly lowered his gaze to where bags should be, seeming to ignore the comment about self destruction*

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 7:29:08 PM)
::it was easy to see she wasn't resting easily since it happened, two nights of little sleep and two days full of an obcene amount of alcohol, sheer stubborness getting her out of bed to get to work today, and sheer force of will making her focus at work. She had so little willpower to hide today, mentally, emotionally, and physically drained, still just that stubborn enough to have been working out twice a day too, the strain was taking its toll. As she caught that glimpse in his eyes, they darted away again to the bartender, motioning for another double. He hesitantly poured, likely getting ready to cut her off soon.:: Fuck... ::said softly, though to what exactly, was hard to know::

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 7:31:43 PM)
*he looked away and then ordered a botlle. though the bartender should have cut him off long ago the man appeared to be fine enough and money was money so he gave it to him and set it on the counter. Eyes drifting down to try and not look at her but instead catching a glimpse of her legs... why did she have to wear that stupid dress today. sighing a bit he looked back up and caught her reflection in the mirror* Did you get your stuff?

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 7:37:34 PM)
::despite the visible strain around her eyes, she looked healthy enough, her long legs still tanned and shapely, the muscles well defined from two hour-long runs today. Her chest was rising and falling gently, her breasts straining the dress lightly as she breathed, though today, it was most assuredly not on purpose. Her hair was down, in soft curls, and fragrant, even from this far he could smell her perfume, her skin warm from the heat of the day, it fairly glowed in the dim, dank light of the bar that she clearly didn't belong in:: Oui.. I did. Merci... ::to be noted, she wasn't wearing the jewelry he'd given her, just a small pair of sapphire studs today::

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 7:40:15 PM)
good good... *it was awkward and weird, being this close and yet so distant with her. The alcohol taking its toll though and as his hand rested on the bar he wouldnt notice asit barely touched upon the side of hers. His breathing deep and his eyes unable to leave the reflection of her before him* Did lina like the bush? Or did she throw it away?

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 7:45:44 PM)
::he didn't notice the faint touch, until her hand moved reflexively, and he then felt a jolt, like a lick of electricity moving up his arm, as he touched her, he can feel that same touch every time he felt her, the past two days it was absent, and he didn't realize until right now how much he missed it, her skin as soft and satiny as he remembered, torturing him even with such a light brush of contact between them. Her eyes were downcast, staring at the ice cubes melting in her empty glass, allowing him to look at his leisure on her. Her movements fluid, graceful, as though she was light as air, despite the gross amount of alcohol in her body:: I do not know, we didn't discuss it...

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 7:49:01 PM)
Ah... *Turning to face her then. his eyes moving over her face in a slow fashion. Saddened by the feelings she ignited instantly within him* So... I should probably leave you to your drink... *but as the glass was emptied the bartender wouldnt give her another. so jordan simply poured from his bottle into her glass without even thinking about it*

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 7:49:39 PM)
(Zac.... smirks)

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 7:50:03 PM)
[[lol opps]]

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 7:50:17 PM)
[[was thinking about my xp request lol]

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 7:53:20 PM)
::as he looked over her face, he could see the strain she was under, and he could see a faint shimmer at her eyes, blinking it away stubbornly, her eyes a vivid green, the stress and strain making them stand out vibrantly. She reached for the now full glass and drank, deeply, like she was swallowing water, and she emptied it.. probably a bit too fast. She swayed just a bit in her seat, one hand gripping onto the edge of the bar:: If that is what you desire..

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 7:55:21 PM)
He didn't move away from her and in fact when she almost fell he reached out a hand to her lower back to steady her* How are you getting home? You're waisted... *It wasnt meant to be anything but the hand would send small sparks though her body. The familiar gesture instantly causing flashbacks to the way he made her feel despite whatevere had happeend*

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 7:59:36 PM)
I was going to take a cab.. ::she nodded a little, at the wasted comment, because she knew she was. She was... -really- wasted, and likely, hadn't eaten. For just a moment, her body leaned into his hand, pressing to him lightly, as she always had, leaning into him, trusting him to take care of her, just for that moment, returning the sensations, how it felt to have her with him, how it felt to hold her to him::

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 8:01:10 PM)
Come on... lets get you a cab then... *he would quickly down the bottle as if it were water... then setting it down with a tip he would help her from her stool. Forgetting about anything for a moment and just wanting to get her to safety... to take care of her. It was his natural instinct and it flowed so easily right now it was easy to forget anything else*

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 8:05:29 PM)
::As she stood, she almost immediately then began to lean into him, while looking light on her feet, she was not nearly as coordinated as usual, as she leaned against him, heavily for just that moment, leaning in closely against him, again the scent of her perfume, her natural scent, laced with bourbon, as she put her hand on his chest to steady herself::

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 8:06:16 PM)
*his hand held her easily... body supporting her weight and it was right. The way it felt... everything about her.

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 8:06:24 PM)
[[still posting]]

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 8:08:21 PM)
He would pull her close and as his hand fell natrually low upon her hip he would simply guide her towards the door. Not speaking with words but his body and touch was comforting. She could feel the heated warmth from the man she desired so much, and his tenderness reminded her how safe he was... how pretected and secure she was in his arms*

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 8:14:02 PM)
::she allowed him to touch her, her body fitting his hands, the feel of her body was addictive against him, drawing him in, making him want to feel more of her. She leaned in momentarily, the alcohol running thickly through her veins, and she inhaled lightly, before she opened her eyes, looking to him. The hurt was visible in her eyes, this close, as she looked to him. It was so hard for her to keep those walls up when she was this wasted, and she looked away after a moment, moving outside with him, as she looked around. In this derelict neighborhood, there wasn't a single cab available, without calling::

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 8:17:25 PM)
*looking around he saw there were no cans available and so called a car service only to be told it would be about an hour. Hanging up he would move her towards his car* Come on... I'll take you home. *He didnt really want to it was hard being this close to her. hard holding her in his arms and it started to fionally register past the alcohol fueled haze. his body unable to resist her at all and as he focused on the thoughts running through his head his hand fell into old habits. fingers lightly moving along her hip as his palm rested along the side of her ass*

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 8:24:20 PM)
You.. are shitfaced drunk too... ::she wrinkles her nose:: and you need a shower... ::she looks to him and moved with him, but she was a little unsteady, thankful she was wearing flats today. It might have been the plan... when she woke up. Her body was warm and so pliant against his, she felt so squishable, delightfully so::

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 8:28:05 PM)
true... *he just laughed a bit as she spoke the words. His hand lightly massaging the hip as his body simply conformed itself to her. Fitting together perfectly as if thats what it was made for. Then looking around a bit he muttered* Where the fuck are we... oh... hey I have a storage place he use for instruments like half a block away... We can hang there till I sober up or we can get a cab...

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 8:31:55 PM)
::she shakes her head, as she raises a brow:; Storage? Where are we going to be there? :;she tilts her head:: Either way, a cab or sitting.. but.. I want to sit soon... ::the girl had way surpassed her limits with that last large drink, and she was leaning against him more heavily:;

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 8:34:42 PM)
theres couches and stuff... its just mostly filled with crap.... *he led her to the building. It was on the second floor of what looked like a brick warehouse and when they got inside it wasnt very lush or posh. there were two couches in the corner though and a small fridge and sink along witha bathroom. Leading her in he would move with her over to the couch. Turning her to face him so he could help her sit. But there was a pause... standing so close, looking into her eyes withhis hands resting easily on her hips. breasts brushing against his chest.... he completely forgot what it is he intended to do and just stoood there with her*

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 8:40:29 PM)
::she moved with him, setting her clutch down on the small fridge as they passed it. She looked up to him, he could see she was absolutely shitfaced drunk, and it wasn't burning through her system as it did the Elohim's, it was likely the only reason she wasn't pushing him away, her walls were down, almost completely, and he could see the hurt that was whirling just behind her eyes, just watching him for a moment, swaying very very slightly::

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 8:42:49 PM)
*he couldnt help himself... IN an instant his lips were pressed to hers and his body sealed up against her. Hands wrapping around her heatedliy and moving over her back as the other moved to cradle her face. It wasnt unbridled lust that drove it forth though but undenyable love. An overswelling of emotions that exploded forth from him and into her*

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 8:47:25 PM)
:: her lips were smooth and soft, and she tasted of bourbon. He could taste her and the bourbon, a heady combination, as she leaned in, her hands resting on his chest lightly as she kissed him, tentatively at first, knowing, somewhere in the back of her mind, that she was mad at him:;

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 8:49:38 PM)
*he would get lost in the kiss.... lips moving easily against hers. one hand caressing her neck and sliding down it softly as the other smoothed its way up the back of her thigh. No words being exchanged... only losing himself in her. She was his temple and he was lost on worship*

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 8:53:58 PM)
::she kissed him, leaning against him heavily as she kissed him. She didn't have as much of her skill as usual, but it was hot and deep, and she was close, in his arms again after the longest two days he'd experienced since he emerged from the Pit. ::

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 8:55:25 PM)
[[ok i have to run for about an hour.... but ill be back and we can finish ok?]

Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 8:55:36 PM)
(sure)

Zacarias Martin (Jun 24, 2011 8:56:38 PM)
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Lucinde Duboir (Jun 24, 2011 8:56:48 PM)
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