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Post by Dogs of War on Jul 13, 2006 22:54:41 GMT -5
The Virgin Daiquiri is one of the busiest clubs in the city. It is open to minors and generally filled with the local highschool students. Not only will it serve more than a soda, it offers sandwiches and other smaller snack foods. There are tables toward the front, in a more relatively quite area.
In the back of the room, the lights are dim, colors constantly changing, and the music blasting. Most nights a DJ plays, but sometimes there are live shows. There's even a battle of the bands held here once a year.
Come in take your shoes off, have a virgin drink, and dance!
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Post by Dogs of War on Jul 14, 2006 23:24:22 GMT -5
Havoc stepped into the club warily. He had an unlit cigarette hanging out of his mouth, loose black pants and a plain white shirt on. Even his blonde hair looked good. All he could hope was that he didn't run into his blasted band mate. Despite the fact his mate was gay and dating someone, he always managed to steal Havoc's girls.
Semi confident that Roy was out with Kendall, he moved toward the bar and got himself a coke. He would have a drink, while he watched others dance. Give himself time to adjust, let the music sink in, the atmosphere... find a hot girl to dance with.. Tonight would be good, he could feel it.
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Post by ~ kari~naiomi~ on Jul 14, 2006 23:39:09 GMT -5
Naiomi waltzed into the club, confident, wearing a pair of medium denim jeans, a belly belt, and an orange bra witha sheer white shrugg over it (SAME AS in her pic, in my siggy).... She then strode over to the bar, ordering a virgin bloody mary. She looked to her left, seeing Roy. "Hey." She said, sipping her drink.
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Post by Kendall•Meri•Cris•Gavin•Lukas on Jul 15, 2006 16:26:00 GMT -5
Meri pushed the door open after the shuttle had arrived at the club. "Looks okay." she told Emily, who she hoped was just behind her. "I hope they don't play Britney Spears all evening, though."
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Post by ~ kari~naiomi~ on Jul 15, 2006 17:58:41 GMT -5
"Hey." Naiomi said to Roy again, one more sipping her drink. "You there?"
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Post by Emily on Jul 15, 2006 22:10:45 GMT -5
"Bleh, I hate her music! Too pop for me." She shook her head in emphasis as she followed. This time she kept up, as soon as they neared the door she could literally feel the music. A grin lit her face as they walked inside looking around she saw people were scattered here and there, most on the dance floor. She wasn't much of a dancer but she had her moments.
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Post by Kendall•Meri•Cris•Gavin•Lukas on Jul 15, 2006 23:13:34 GMT -5
Meri made a beeline for the bar. "Maybe they'll let me get something that isn't so boring as a soda or whatever." she said. "Then I can dance." She grinned. "I can't, really, but if I've had enough to drink, you can convince me I can."
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Post by Emily on Jul 16, 2006 0:59:43 GMT -5
"If you want alcohol, you know they're going to card ya, right?" Glancing at her new friend she chuckled at the though of that scenario before looking towards the bar. "But, if you want to try, let's go." With a light sigh she walked through the crowds making sure not to bump into anyone. After a few murmur's of 'excuse me' she reached it. Checking to see if Meri was behind her as she took a stool to sit on.
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Post by Kendall•Meri•Cris•Gavin•Lukas on Jul 16, 2006 21:12:12 GMT -5
Meri sighed. "Of course they are. That's why I came prepared." She gave Emily an innocent smile. "With my charm." She sauntered up to Havoc, and leaned on the bar beside him. "Hi there." she said, her tone a mix of cheerful and seductive. "Are you drinking all alone?"
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Post by Dogs of War on Jul 16, 2006 21:26:14 GMT -5
Havoc's brown eyes turned to the girl next to him. She was pretty enough.. no that didn't describe her... Dark eyes with equally darker hair... Beautiful hair... His eyes landed on the outline of a familiar figure behind her. The stupid bastard Roy...
Frowning, Havoc downed his drink in one go. "I wasn't planning on it, but..." The teens eyes darkened as he looked once more to his bandmate, already talking to a girl. Trying to shake the feeling off, it really wasn't Roy's fault... most of the time, he turned back to his companion, "Name's Jean Havoc."
Roy looked the girl over in front of him. She was beautiful... a dark look that mad her mysterious and a normally strange outfit that just made any normal man even more infatuated with her. Smirking, he took a sip of his coke, "Hello beautiful. I'm Roy Mustang."
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