Sweet Destruction (Lonlyazn x Lixlaria)
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				Title: <strong>Sweet Destruction (Lonlyazn x Lixlaria)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lonlyazn</strong> on <strong>03-04-2012, 04:14:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i41.tinypic.com/x6bg54.jpg)</div> It was mid afternoon when he began to wake. Another day, another week, it started off on a Monday. Blaine awoke hazily from his sleep from his normal night out at his established night club called Evol. He slumbered out lazily letting the bed sheets wrinkle as normal, not caring to set the bed up in any manner shape or form. His room was quite cleaned though, just a few tatter of clothing from removing them before going to bed as he walked across to the bathroom and slowly closing it behind him.<br><br>Blain Lite is 24 years of age and well established as a young business man. He was quite savvy in many ventures, but his one real passion was the night. He was raised all his life in the city that never sleeps, New York. He had owned Evol for over four years now and running. It was popular and successful, always brimming with young and old alike to come visit. He was quiet and not many knew of the owner except that it was well run, and structured. He always mingled in the crowd and learning of the coming patrons, enjoying a few drinks from time to time and the few harem of girls. He was private though in his work and only very few knew where he lived and he made sure of that.<br><br>He looked up into the mirror and found himself looking a bit like a mess. He rubbed his eyes for a minute, peeking underneath each eyelid checking out his own status. He was already thinking of the next DJ playing for tonight, the list of new employees that would be introduced this week. He knew he had a few hours to get in early and check out some of the new staff and bands before opening. He went on his routine brushing, showering, cleaning and dressing up as he walked out to his living room. It was simple furnishings, everything contemporary, but everything was quite dark in color. Black being his most choice of walls, furniture and down to the plates he occasionally uses. His eyes were so use to the dim light that anything bright felt too much and stuck out more in his own apartment.<br><br>He actually lived upstairs from his own club, but he took a while to get to it, taking detours and moving about before heading into the next building that was next to his club that had a walkway from the tip of the skyscraper that allowed him to walk across and take the elevator down to his place. He enjoyed his peace and privacy, he didn't like anyone invading that place of his, he didn't know why, but he felt as if it was his throne, somewhere above he could watch and come and go as he pleased.<br><br>As he fixed himself up a quick meal, his mind flashed for a moment. He could hear the sound of metal clanging and clashing against one another in a distance. He had been hearing it for some time now, for the last week for some odd reason. Only last night was he able to recall that it was from a distant dream he had last night. He didn't know why, he had chalked it up to drinking a bit and the ringing was normal for his ears when he woke up. He finished his plate and left the dish in his sink to rinse before closing the door and heading out.<br><br>He took his normal route, climbing up the elevator to the top and walking across the walkway, he could see the sun beginning to set a bit and a smile came across his face. "It's time." he said to himself as he continued into the other building and climbing down the elevator all the way down. He walked around from the back and saw his club from around the corner. He didn't go by the front entrance, he didn't like making too much of a scene.<br><br>In the front was a simple establishment, nothing to show for it, nothing to display or say that it was a club. The walls were black marble with hints of white streaks and there were signs on top of the entrance that simply said Evol. No lighting, no neon, just simple black iron fittings into the wall. There stood one bouncer he knew for a long time now, Ian. He nodded quietly as he walked passed and walked around to the sign. He took the key and opened it up and entered seeing his normal staff that knew him.<br><br>"Here is the list of DJs and the list of new employees tonight." Jessica came by him passing him the list and notes for tonight. She was his manager, she ran the club down to the details allowing him to enjoy more of life without the headaches of dealing with other people. She was the manager everyone thought that owned the building and he didn't care for if they thought that, it made it easier for him. "They've completed their classes and training and they'll be starting tonight."<br><br>"Sounds good," Blaine said as he looked down at the list. One of the names stood out to him a bit, "Erin..." he looked at quietly, and also it happened to be the only girl who had passed training to be a bartender. He went through the rest of his list and thought a bit sadly, "We need more female bartenders..." he looked over to Jessica. "We can't attract everyone if there are more guys than the girls we currently have. We have about 3 guys to everyone 1 girl." he sighed and passed the list back. Tonight were four new bartenders starting. "Let's make sure everything is smooth, I'm just hear to check out the new staff, don't mention who I am. You know the drill."<br><br>With that Jessica disappeared and grinned, knowing the routine and the games to play. She enjoyed quite a bit taking the spotlight, but she knew who she worked for. She went off to take a look and await for the bartenders to display a bit of their abilities before the doors open. Blaine walked quietly to one of the seats at the bar to continue the ruse. He would be the taste tester each time, his knowledge and his taste what also helped distinguished from other clubs. It was well maintained, his reputation amongst clubs, a place you go for pleasures with a class, a place where devils wore suits, a place where angels danced about. He enjoyed the world he had created.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sweet Destruction (Lonlyazn x Lixlaria)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lixlaria</strong> on <strong>07-04-2012, 17:42:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img3.lln.crunchyroll.com/i/spire2/f160534ff7299b4f2fc5bc2d6fedf35d1238164925_full.jpg)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She was going to be late.&nbsp; Erin McMurphy had just turned 23 and managed to move herself into The Big Apple.&nbsp; She wasn't sure why she choice this city of all places to move to but something had been calling her here.&nbsp; It was perfect for her however.&nbsp; The city that never sleeps.&nbsp; She smiled as she but on a classic outfit as she was going to prove that she was the best bartender around.&nbsp; She had found an amazing apartment, and she had enough money stashed away to live here for a couple months, but she was going to need a job.&nbsp; Her red hair was tied up in a ponytail and her outfit was perfect for the club that she had managed to get a job at. <br><br>Evol was the name of the club she was going to work at.&nbsp; The manager that hired her was very good a her job, and little was known about the actual owner but she hadn't been fooled.&nbsp; The manager was happy to let people think she was the owner, but there was something off about the whole thing that told Erin it was just a manager that had hired her.&nbsp; She was told there was to be a test, a regular at the club was going to see if their skills were up to par and she sighed thankfully as she arrived on time, cursing the traffic in the city as she did.&nbsp; She had managed to slip in only a few moments before Blaine entered the club and she made her way to the Manager's side.<br><br>The club itself was amazing, a place she would have visited in her free time if she had any.&nbsp; She smiled brightly at Jessica as she stepped up to her in her outfit. "Evening.&nbsp; Should we get started then?"&nbsp; She was eager to start working, to get to know the bar she would consider hers once she was used to it.&nbsp; She loved the life of a bartender, the people you got to meet and talk with each night, the mixing of the drinks, the small show you could put on while mixing a drink.&nbsp; She put her coat up in the back room Jessica had shown her before and then returned as Jessica was returning to the bar, only one man sitting in the room.&nbsp; Her eyes were draw to him and she had to admit to herself that he was attractive.&nbsp; Something pulled at her gut when she saw him but it was between hated and lust she was sure it was only that.&nbsp; She wasn't sure why she would feel this way to a man she hadn't even met yet.&nbsp; But it was time to perform.&nbsp; She smiled and tugged lightly on the gloves she was wearing.&nbsp; "What do we have to do for this test of yours Jessica?" <br><br>Erin was an amazing bartender, having done this for two years was a surprise as she appeared to have the talent of someone that had been doing this for years.&nbsp; She was always friendly and pleasant to customers, kind and respectful of the bosses and as so many of her employers before claimed a irreplaceable employee to them.&nbsp; She could always make a friend of her employers and she was sure she could this time as well.<br><br>She was ready to put her best foot forward.&nbsp; She looked back at the man one more time and grinned.&nbsp; He appeared to be stubborn, he knew what he wanted and she had a feeling they would be at odds but she was going to break that stubborn look in his eyes.&nbsp; She was looking forward to the challenge.&nbsp; She paused as the clash of swords rang loudly in her ears, a remnant of her dream the night before, but she shook it from her head, sending her red tresses floating about a bit. <br><div class="floatright">(http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/15900000/Red-hair-xD-anime-girls-15984665-420-599.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sweet Destruction (Lonlyazn x Lixlaria)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lonlyazn</strong> on <strong>13-04-2012, 02:58:41</strong>
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				Blain quietly watched at the new bartender as she arrived a bit earlier than anyone. "Great, I can get some one on one with her, see how she fares," he thought and slightly grinned in his mind though. He immediately found himself a bit disgusted with her, something about her glowed and put him off uneasy. Maybe it was her being forward, or how she carried herself? He couldn't pin point the exact reason, though he couldn't deny her body, it was magnificent, a catch to many, but something lured him even deeper, a small flame ignited for her, but that was immediately put aside as he knew of the coming test.<br><br>His test was average, but his taste was remarkable, he knew that a bartenders job was not providing a mix of drinks, but how well one can read a person at times and provide the right flavors to pull that person out, mostly their more inner workings of their personality. If they couldn't liven up a person, they would be a closed wallet, would be a lost customer, and he be more frustrated that he didn't provide that temptation and to snatch them in his clutches. To also let them have a taste of what he had created, he had pride in this establishment, what he had done to create this.<br><br>He slowly turned facing toward the bar as she took a step behind. He didn't say anything, didn't look up, he kept his gaze steady onto his own reflection on the marble counter of the bar. This was his test, if they could pull off the one drink he wanted, he purposely held himself in a certain manner, he knew that bartenders should be very experienced in reading a customer, after all, they didn't serve drinks, but a reflection of the person stood in what they were drinking. He wanted to see how well she could do, seeing that she was quite young and wondering why Jessica had allowed her to pass to begin with.<br><br>"Hey," he said softly, leaving his only trace of his voice. Straight up and precise, monotone, as he always carried himself, unless he felt charming otherwise. He tapped his fore finger, his nail clacking against the surface and waited quietly. Not even looking to see how she was mixing, not bothering to see her work in place, he knew he only needed a sip to see if she was any good or not. He knew that they should already know the parlor tricks, but he wanted the result at this point. It would be interesting to see what she would provide him for as a drink.
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