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Twenty Six Years Old
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Post by Cordelia Rosales on Jun 5, 2018 17:37:22 GMT -6
She wasn't sure.
What was she having, anyway? Cordelia kind of waved her own questions away. It had been a long day at the museum, behind the scenes and staring at pieces of marble carved long ago by what people now called the old masters. That was always a silly term in her mind - every generation called those before them the old masters. It was ridiculous to call them that now. While she waved her hand to gain the attention of a bartender, she mused to herself that the inventors of alcohol were her own old masters. A cup of wine after a long day was often how she saw one of her fathers settle after his own business.
Painted nails began to trace circles across the lip of the bar-top, admiring the smoothness of the material while she waited for the bartender to be free. Who would have guessed that the bar would be so busy right after work? She snickered a bit to herself. Cordelia sat up and turned to just take a look at the establishment. It was by word of mouth that she knew this place was owned by her newest boss, beyond the museum. The least she could admit was that the man had a sense of style in his choice of interior decor.
When the bartender approached, she asked, "Clover Club, please." The woman removed her hair accessories as the bartender tended to her order. This was why she preferred to work in her new environment - at least they were not as uptight as the museum. She patted her hair back down into it's now-wavy form onto her shoulders. The young woman smiled a bit, closing her eyes and turning back to where her drink was placed. It was time to relax, unwind.
Who knew? Maybe here she could find someone besides the smugglers in this place. But as of right then, she looked around the bar lazily in search for a talking companion.
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30 Years Old
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Post by Kassian Hikawa on Jun 5, 2018 19:19:56 GMT -6
I will walk through the fog as I welcome death The dark-haired CEO rarely ever did go to clubs, and never did so for pleasantries. He had reluctantly gone to the club due to a business partner wanting to have a party for...something there. Of course it might have looked bad should he refused but he was going to make sure he left early enough to get back home to the child he took in. He wasn't really in the mood to actually interact with the other...heathens in the building so he had made his way over to the bar where there was room. He, of course, was dressed as a businessman should, tapping his finger against the surface as he waited for the bartender to arrive after dealing with other customers. Honestly, he'd be much better if it were at his own establishment...this...party of sorts. He glanced down towards his watch on his left wrist, checking the time as he sighed inwardly. Honestly he found himself hating people most days. They were so...strange. He flicked his eyes up and just shifted his footing a little, his eyes landing on the bartender. "Martinez, please." He stated simply, glancing away as his drink was being made. He glanced over towards a woman who just so happened to be beside himself, simply giving a small nod in greeting before he went back to checking his watch. He'd give this place another twenty minutes before he'd bail and head home to take care of his child and...take care of the person he had watching the child he was aiming to adopt. The CEO accepted his drink and was raising it to his lips only to pause and lower it as someone approached him. Ah, one of his business associates. Wonderful. He forced a smile and quickly made eye contact with the person, activating his main power. "Ah, yes, yes... Why don't you go talk with Mr. Sabatone over there? I'm sure he'll love to engage in this...delightful conversation with you." He spoke, smiling as the man nodded quite eagerly and mentioned something about talking to this 'Mr. Sabatone' before turning and leaving him. He sighed softly and turned back towards the bar, lifting his drink to sip it. Definitely no more than a couple of drinks for himself. Not while he was set to drive himself home to a child after all. [googlefont=Marck Script][googlefont=Della Respira]
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Twenty Six Years Old
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Kyrarei
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Post by Cordelia Rosales on Jun 5, 2018 20:42:39 GMT -6
Cordelia found the options so far to be quite bland.
A bunch of drunk young men and some young women on the dance floor - or at least they were quite close to it. A few men trying to have a conversation but just laughing when they couldn't over the noises of glasses clinking together and chatter from all around. If it had been any other day, Cordelia might have found herself among them - drinking and chatting with the miscellaneous peoples around on the bars floor. But she found herself exhausted with the everyday person from running between museum rooms.
When another sat beside her, she gave a soft smile and a polite nod in response. He seemed like someone she could at least speak to for a bit, though he may just be stopping by. Judging by that suit, he was probably here for some kind of meeting. Weren't suits too stuffy to be at a bar? Well, he may be here just after work like she was. There was no room to judge, she was in her own dress shirt and slacks from work.
Her mouth opened to speak, but painted lips just shut quietly as what was probably a friend who came over to talk. With how fast he deflected the poor man, Cordelia had to stiffle a giggle. Poor guy.
She leaned over to Kassian, "Not in the mood to talk or not in the mood for him?" Mused the young woman, bringing her glass to her lips to try to hide her amused expression..
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30 Years Old
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Post by Kassian Hikawa on Jun 6, 2018 15:25:41 GMT -6
I will walk through the fog as I welcome death He glanced over towards the woman as she leaned towards him and spoke, saying nothing for a moment as he raised his glass to his lips once more to sip it. "Business meetings are certainly dull most times, however they must be had. Though when alcohol is involved...such temptations cannot be resisted by others." He responded slowly, his voice having almost a purr to it as he glanced his blue eyes over to the woman. He scanned his eyes over her briefly before he shifted to straighten up a bit. He set his glass down on the counter and extended his free hand over to her to shake hands, keeping his eyes on her face. "Kassian Hikawa at your service, miss..?" He trailed off in his greeting, lifting a brow slightly as he tilted his chin upwards a slight degree. A small chat would be fine for him, but that child of his was still at the forefront of his mind. Yet, he would be polite and chat with her until he deemed it time for him to leave to head home. He wasn't a heavy drinker all that much and a drink or two of his chosen alcohol of choice for the night would be fine for him. "What brings a lovely woman such as yourself to this place?" He questioned after he was able to gain her name, taking his hand back and placing it by his drink. He couldn't say this place was not classy, for it certainly was quite the classy club. Perhaps that was one of the reasons why his business associates chose to hold a small party here. Well, no matter on that anyhow. "Judging by your...attire I assume you did not decide to dress business casual to just visit a club?" [googlefont=Marck Script][googlefont=Della Respira]
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Twenty Six Years Old
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Post by Cordelia Rosales on Jun 6, 2018 17:26:58 GMT -6
When he remained quiet, Cordelia just sipped at her drink. An amused chuckle left her lips at his commentary on the business world. While she was always invested in her work, she had to admit that the meetings were indeed boring. Perhaps that was why she preferred her work associates to be made of marble instead of made of flesh.
A hand was extended and she set her drink down. Nimble fingers wrapped around his hand to shake it as the woman spoke,"Cordelia Rosales. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mister Hikawa." The woman gave a smile before tilting her chair in his general direction to show he had her attention for then. Green eyes flickered across his features to try to associate his name with his features in her mind. Most of the people she met so far were not worth remembering - but then again they were hagglers, museum guests, and the other workers in her job. It was probably time to start remembering people now that she was in a more... serious, business realm.
Another stream of amused laughter came from the womans lips, which she tried to snuffle out with another sip of her pink cocktail."Charmer, aren't you. I figured that I should be a little more familiar with the area, outside of my work. A acquaintance recommended this place to me, so I thought that it may be a nice place to stop after work." Cordelia answered honestly, "Recently I was transferred to the city's Museum - I work with the art pieces before they go on display. Didn't see the use in changing clothes if I am only here to explore."
Cordelia looked over her companion, taking in his attire and what she could gather. "What kind of job has a meeting at a club like this? The establishment is nice, but I would hardly think of this environment as, ah, a proper business meeting room." The only reasons she could think of were all illegal... Not that she had any room to comment on that, given her own line of work. A couple of her coworkers spoke quietly about a rival in the city but given her distaste for fighting in a not defensive manner.
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30 Years Old
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Post by Kassian Hikawa on Jun 6, 2018 18:45:17 GMT -6
I will walk through the fog as I welcome death He gave a small nod of acknowledgement at her words of being recently transferred to the city's museum and worked with art pieces. However, at her question he released a small breath and raised his glass to his lips once more to take a sip from it. "Ah, I came on account of a few business associates of mine. I, however, am of the entertainment business." He spoke, returning his gaze back over to her. He shifted to reach into his coat pocket, soon withdrawing a business card with the name of his business and a means of contact printed on it. "I am the owner of the new casino here in the city - The Lucky Shot Casino." He told her, sliding the card towards her smoothly. He turned his gaze towards the other side of the bar, raising his glass once more to sip from it. "I do not believe I will be staying long however, I'm not...one to be out in public for too long. It tires me honestly, constantly interacting with people." He spoke up once more, taking that moment to glance down at his watch to check the time. He released a small hum and returned his attention back to Cordelia. He gave a slight smirk as he raised his glass slightly. "Probably not that much of a good thing for myself to admit when the public yearns to please you, hm?" He mentioned, not even being boastful about it. It was a way of...life so to speak for himself. "Ah, but how about for yourself, Miss Rosales? Do you have any plans on staying long? I do hope you have someone you can contact to drive your pretty self home should you choose to drink for a while here..." He mused, tilting his head to the side slightly as his glass touched his lips to let the alcohol slide past them and down his throat. [googlefont=Marck Script][googlefont=Della Respira]
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Twenty Six Years Old
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Post by Cordelia Rosales on Jun 6, 2018 19:10:25 GMT -6
A Business card, fancy. She picked it up carefully with a small smile on her face. She hadn't had one of those in quite sometime, but she had been handed rather plenty. She flipped it over just to check if there was additional information or design on the other side. Personally, Cordelia had never been one to gamble or try her hand at a slot machine, but she remembered her fathers going to meet with owners of casinos for their own business dealings. The woman placed it very carefuly back down onto the counter, closer to her drink.
"The Lucky Shot Casino, hm? If I'm in the neighborhood, I suppose I can pop in and say hello, see what your company has to offer," chirped Cordelia, taking another sip of her drink as she eyed the card through her lashes. "I apologize, I have no business cards on me. However if you or your company needs some recommendations or authentication on an art piece, you're welcome to contact me."
Leaning back in her chair, she crossed her legs and laid one land on her lap while she raised her drink in return. Another sip of her drink. "No, I understand that quite perfectly. The public and the people of can be tiring. I can only imagine the kinds of people you run into in your line of work." She chuckled. There were plenty of horror stories she had heard from the internet and colleagues. She could only imagine the kind of stories she would bring home from that kind of environment. Both people might end up scarred in one way or another.
"No, but I do appreciate your concern. I do not drink that much, let alone on a work-night. But I do hope from here on out your night remains enjoyable and work-free." She raised her glass in a mock-toast manner with a smile on her cheeks.
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30 Years Old
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Post by Kassian Hikawa on Jun 6, 2018 20:44:43 GMT -6
I will walk through the fog as I welcome death Kassian offered a friendly smile at her words, chuckling slightly as he turned his attention to his drink which he raised to his lips once more. He shrugged slightly from her chuckled words, not really having a response for that as he sipped his drink. He flicked his eyes over to her once more as she continued to speak, releasing a small breath as he raised his own glass in a slight mock-toast as well. "Indeed, Miss Rosales. And I, for one, do wish the same for yourself." He spoke, drinking the rest of his flavorful drink before setting it down on the counter. He licked his lips a little as he pulled out his wallet, standing up in the process, and pulled out some cash to set under the empty glass. "You know, talking with someone that you don't find dull can make time pass quite quickly." He mentioned to her, lifting his gaze to meet her own briefly. "Though I must inform you that I must return home. I've someone waiting for me and no doubt wondering where I am." He told her, slipping his wallet back into his pocket. He held his hand out to shake hands with Cordelia once again, offering her a polite smile. "I do hope we meet again, you are actually quite pleasant to be around. If, by chance, you do wish to contact me...late morning or early afternoon would be the best times." He added as he gestured towards his business card. He nodded his head a little towards her and then moved away from the bar, moving past other patrons as he headed towards the door. His brow raised slightly as a blonde teen had moved passed him, but he merely shrugged and continued on. Whatever that teen's business was it wasn't his to meddle in, even if he looked a bit young to be in such an establishment anyway. He walked to where his car was parked and paused beside it, sighing as he closed his eyes for a few moments before he pulled his phone out to dial a number he temporarily saved onto his phone. "Yes, hello it's me. How is he doing? I'll be making my way home very soon, do not worry about getting him ready for bed. I shall do that, just make sure he's been fed and is entertained." He spoke, using one hand to fish his keys out of his pocket and unlock his car, carefully opening the door as he did so. "I'm pleased to hear nothing happened, but do call regardless should anything arise. Goodbye." He hung up after that and got into his car, shutting the door as he set his phone in a cup holder so he could drive. After all, just keeping it in his pocket would be rather uncomfortable for the most part, soon starting up his car so he could depart and head to his home. 491 Words ❦ Cordelia Rosales ❦ We can time skip or continue on if you'd like~ He hasn't driven away just yet [googlefont=Marck Script][googlefont=Della Respira]
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Post by Cordelia Rosales on Jun 6, 2018 22:52:08 GMT -6
The young woman smiled softly as the simple toast was returned back and he mirrored the raised glass. Her glass too had emptied, so she asked simply for a small glass of water. At least that way she would be less affected than if she decided to get another drink. It would be unnlikely though - she needed to check in on her sister and be up early before the museum opened. The collection they brought in was not nearly finished with the process of authenticating and organizing with the curator.
"Shame that this time was cut so short..." Cordelia hummed honestly, looking at her companion with a look of disappointment. "But understandable...You were also a delight to talk to, I hope to see you again soon." She smiled, taking out her own wallet to slip his card into one of the slots. If she so chose, she did not want to lose the one piece of contact information she had been provided with.
Cordelia offered a nod and a small wave as the other left, picking up her now glass of water. Forest eyes trailed along Kassian's retreating figure with newfound interest. Perhaps this city would be significantly more interesting than she had originally thought. New people, a new job, and definitely a new perspective on the city.So for now, she returned back to people watching at the bar.
The blonde passing by did catch her attention, if for no other reason than his youth. She furrowed her brow, glancing around to see if perhaps an older patron was looking for their child or had yet to notice. Who let such a young kid wander around a club by themselves? Just out of curiosity and mild concern, she kept a silent eye on him as she observed the other patrons.
334 words | Kassian Hikawa | I would love to do either! Whatever you feel more like doing. ;o; I'm just happy that you wanted to roleplay with me, so thank you so much!! ulla
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18 Years Old
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Post by Michael Wolf on Jun 8, 2018 16:10:04 GMT -6
Michael Caspian Wolf The blonde teen had entered the rather busy club a bit reluctantly. He dressed nice of course, especially since he had a job to attend soon, however that didn't make him like coming in here any less. Unless it was to the penthouse naturally, but tonight was not such a night. He moved past people with ease and headed straight for the bar at the far side closest to the doors, forcing a few drunkards to get away before he caught the bartender's attention. "Love, just get me something light. I've gotta go soon." He spoke to the bartender he had become familiar with. He hadn't wanted a drink at all, but it was an excuse to keep him there for a little bit. Rather than sitting, he stood and kept a hand in his pocket, glancing over his shoulder and observing the room until his drink arrived. He pulled out his wallet and slipped a couple of pounds over to her along with a hidden slip of paper within the paper money. Once that was done he put his wallet away and picked up his drink, taking a small sip from it as he again glanced away. Now all he had to do was wait. Wait for something to happen until it was time for him to leave pretty much, and that meant waiting in this godforsaken place for an hour. He knew he looked a bit out of place in there, but honestly it wasn't like he was underage to drink anyhow. Not like those strange Americans limiting the drinking age to twenty-one that is. They definitely had no idea what they were doing, just by him reading the news alone. As he stood there, though, his icy blue eyes scanned the various patrons near him, subtly sizing them up whilst he stood his ground like he had every right to be there, and honestly he did for tonight. And possibly other nights but he just didn't like the...crowd. 332 word ⚜ Cordelia Rosales ⚜ Bahaha have a brief Michael then lol and it's always fun to roleplay with others~! ^^ [googlefont=Philosopher][googlefont=Lobster Two]
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Twenty Six Years Old
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Post by Cordelia Rosales on Jun 11, 2018 18:05:00 GMT -6
Cordelia kept her gaze to most of the crowd, wattching the larger groups interact. Occasionally her eyes would lock on an individual that caught her eye, but when they lost her interest she would just move her eyes to another. It seems the club go-ers in London were just as dull and uninteresting as those in the United States. She tried to not snicker at the thought but he failed miserably at the prospect.
Finally her eyes returned to the blonde who was approaching fast to the bar and ordered a drink. The young woman stared at him. He seemed a little bit too young to be here. What was the drinking age in England again? She forgot... But the United States seemed follow some aspects of English law. Then again the U.S. always tried to be the special snowflake.
She shook that off and looked over to the blonde, leaning over. "Hello... Sorry to pester," Cordelia said, sipping her waater before she continued. "But are you not a little young for drinking alcohol? You may just look young, however...""
She had seen people with youthful complexions like that. She had been guilty of it when she was young - looking less than her actual age. So she just turned in her chair to face him. The boy seemed to be looking around like he was looking for someone or something. "Or should I wait until you find either your business partner or your lost date?"
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18 Years Old
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Post by Michael Wolf on Jul 17, 2018 23:02:07 GMT -6
Michael Caspian Wolf The blonde teen remained where he was at the end of the bar he was standing at, sipping his drink as he kept to himself while he waited for the time being. However, when he was approached by a woman he flicked his icy blue gaze towards her with an indifferent expression as she spoke. He set his drink on the bar counter lightly as he kept his eyes on her, remaining expressionless for the time being. "I'm old enough to drink if that's what you're worried about. Besides, if I were too young...the bouncer at the door would have sacked me before I even set foot inside the place." He responded to her, growing quiet as he looked away and slipped a hand into his pocket. He scanned his eyes over the people that he could see gathered at the bar before he returned his attention to the woman, scanning his eyes over her briefly as if sizing her up or checking her out. "I'm not waiting for anyone except to get my tab. Nor do I plan on leaving with anyone from this place either; so don't get your hopes up if you're into younger people." He spoke curtly, flicking his eyes away from her as he lifted his drink to his lips to sip it. He gave a small nod towards the bartender once he caught her eye, going ahead and pulling out his pocket once he put his drink down once more. [googlefont=Philosopher][googlefont=Lobster Two]
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