<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/02/31/ba/0231ba839128c9a8f3570c81836f4f4d.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zoey Cooper (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=324267.msg15599980#msg15599980)<br/><strong>Alias:</strong><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Little Black Dress<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>March 2nd, 8:30 pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Totentanz Club<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, Mai Itsuku<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Teasing Mai back.<br/><hr/><br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u"> Totentanz’ main bar</span></strong><br/><br/>“Well I thought it was less..blunt than ‘you look fuckable’. I did promise myself to be more...nuanced.” Zoey said as she leaned back against Mai. It felt nice to be this close and Mai’s life energy thrummed thru her awareness, a taste of vanilla and cinnamon mixed with a warmth like smooth brandy. Zoey’s power left her sense the energy of any living being, though most of the time she had to focus. Mai was one of the few that came easily and without effort. She wondered if it was due to their past intimacy. She took another sip of her bourbon, killing it off and tapped the Waterford crystal tumbler to be refilled with three more fingers of 25 year old Pappy Van Winkle family reserve.<br/><br/>“I honestly should be working on my latest project but I’m needing a refresher on the anatomy of the..subject and my contractor for ceramet plate is behind..” Zoey waved a hand to brush things aside, tonight was not a time to talk business. “Enough, aside from needing three more spools of suture thread from you, no need to talk business. I’m supposed to be play cards with Misha Stewart later tonight. He is running a table, 25k buy in.”<br/><br/>Every card player in the city knew of Zoey Cooper, semi-retired world champion poker player who funded her consultancy business and the club with her winnings. One of the perks of her disorder, she had almost no physical tells.<br/><br/>“I should be done by one or so. Misha is good and he brings mostly competent players to his tables. I will be entertained.” She shifted slightly, enjoying Mai’s closeness even if she didn’t show much to the rest of the world. “You can have my vip table of you like, or do you plan to dance then tie her up later? Perhaps after we can have a drink, maybe more? Dinner or something physical?”<br/><br/><br/>