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Post by Suyoi on Oct 23, 2012 19:04:12 GMT -8
Dr. Victor graciously followed Ione onto the dance floor. Though the liquor level was moderately high, his inhibitions and coordination were in perfect balance. Music was no object, and the doctor let his eyes drift shut, extending a hand towards Ione. "I'm not a great dancer, but I do know how to show a lady a good time. But, to tell the truth, I've been living a lie for the past thirty-eight years." Ione- "I have no idea what you're talking about... You're great."
The doctor gracefully pulled Ione in for a sweat-heart spin. He spun her out with a smile. "We should have requested some swing. You'd be a pip for all that!" He chuckled, continuing to dance and adding- "You're looking over at Micah?" Ione- "Ugh... Do you know that woman?"
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Post by DKender on Oct 23, 2012 19:10:29 GMT -8
"You're the maaaan!" Alex called after Micah. Then, he saw the doctor approaching with sweet Ione. Aha. He knew they were a thing. Inevitably, watching people dance led to thoughts about Carly. Alex decided to grab a drink before he became too morose for Nat's party. And so he leaves DJ Chantelle's Dance Floor, to sip wine all alone in the boozy corner
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 23, 2012 19:15:11 GMT -8
Micah!. Dr. Bebe- "Hm, do you mind, Ivan?"
Ivan- "That's cool. Watch your step, player!"
The lady is two inches taller than Micah in her heels! I don't know what Micah's type was when he was going for ladies, but she's ... unique.
Bebe- "What's your name, sailor?"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 23, 2012 19:22:56 GMT -8
Chantelle- "Alright folks, that's right, it's time for the slow jam! Get your sweetie and get close!" "Unchained Melody" started up. Seth- "Uh, this might be a bit weird..."
Bryce- "No foolin.' Imma go drink. Peace."
Seth- "It's been real." (Bryce goes to the boozy corner...)
Meanwhile-- Anna- "I dunno if we're ready for Unchained Melody yet, Jackson."
Jackson- "Fair enough. Maybe I should get in line for Doctor Bebe, haha..."
Anna- "Ha... Rock on man." Seth walked around the bike carefully, moving past Anna. She snagged him by the lapel. Anna- "You gotta dance to the slow jam, and if you ain't got somebody you're deep with, you gotta dance with somebody that has no interest in boning you. You're it."
Seth- "Ha.. I'm always well regarded for my lack of desire to bone people. Sure." Anna and Seth started dancing.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Oct 23, 2012 19:33:43 GMT -8
The woman was massive, in all respects. Usually a type Micah avoided like the plague, he'd preferred skinny indie chicks with less....everything. It was all in your face, in this case almost literally. Sailor? Was she from the 50's?"Ish Micah, Your ummm...uh? Sorry Alex told me, I carn 'member." Micah was an okay dancer, despite not be very stable. The height difference adding some awkwardness to this as well.Micah found her cleavage to be distracting, it kind of reminded him of the sea. He became somewhat hypnotised by the ebb and flow, he started feeling slightly green. Oh No, not 'Unchained Melody'...[/img] "I thin' J'son wants to dance ya..."
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 23, 2012 19:39:07 GMT -8
The good doctor brought Ione close, appropriate for the slower song. He kept his head close to hers, allowing his gaze to drift over to Micah and Dr. Melange. He let out a little sigh, his chest shrinking. "That is Dr. Melange. She's nice enough I suppose, but a little... unprofessional. And I'd know because I worked with a woman like her before. Usually she's all charm but she refuses to let herself be engendered by a title; she's over compensating because men are usually intimidated by a smart woman." Ione- "Hm, unprofessional, you say? I can't say I'm surprised."
Dr. Victor dipped Ione suddenly. "To be perfectly honest, I've never been one to let my heart out. But you're young and passionate. I hate to admit the fact that it took the ending of the world to make me realize I've been miserable with lying about who I should give my heart out to.... well, at least the plush bed. I just hope Micah doesn't find it too awkward. To be honest, I think he almost kissed me. It would have been HORRIBLE, because I wouldn't be honest with myself. "But, just dancing with you, has been more awakening than any apocalypse. Anyways, this has been a most pleasant dance. You, too, are a very smart lady. And depending on if you like the, uhm, overtly religious types, Alex was just here. Maybe you should step up your game and make a good night into a great one. He's a classy guy with a heart of gold. Although, I'm not sure if he's as good a dancer as I am." Ione- "I guess I let myself get discouraged too easily. Thanks for the nice words, doctor!"
The doctor swept into a formal bow once the song was completed. Ione- "You're great! I'll see you around!" This time her smile was more genuine. All the points for Dr. Victor.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 23, 2012 19:39:16 GMT -8
Dr. Bebe- "Mm, maybe you should sit this one out, honey." She walked Micah toward the edge of the dance floor with his head angled away in case of emergency evacuations. Once there, Jackson helped Micah up against the wall. Jackson- "I keep meeting you like this. Maybe we should get you some bread..."
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Oct 23, 2012 19:49:45 GMT -8
Right after Chantelle announced the slow jam, Patti stood right in front of the stationary bike. "Obviously, I've been drinking," she held up the vodka tonic, "but if there's any non-athletic thing I can do for our exceedingly gracious hostess, tonight or at any time in the near future, please let me know. Water?" Chantelle- "Aw! You're too sweet, I'm good for now. Getting my cardio in! I'll be feeling it in the calves tomorrow, haha!"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Oct 23, 2012 19:52:34 GMT -8
" Sorry Jk'son, haha.. bread. I'll be kay, it's just that chick's ah haha. Made me seasick...ya go n' dance an' shit. Imma sit down and dare Alex sumfin'... later." Jackson- "Alright man. Remember-- Drink. Water."
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 23, 2012 20:10:10 GMT -8
Dr. Victor, moved over to the spot where Jackson had Micah cornered. The look on the poor Australian's face made the doctor cover his lips. Chazza, you fool, what have you done? His clicking boots broke the music's drone. He reached for his shirt pocket, but could not find his light pen. "Micah, you're trashed. I'm trashed, too, but you're at what we would call in the medical community sloshed. Kid, you don't even know how this puts wrinkles in my plans." The doctor slunk heavily against the mutually supporting wall. "I got him, Jackson. Hey, we should rig up a gun. I've always wanted to get more ink. I don't have a lot of usable canvas, but I've never been able to show it all either. I want it on the collar... maybe down the forearm." Jackson- "You get the supplies, I'll do it... for all your rations. Haha, just kidding. Hey make sure that kid doesn't get it on your shoes, it's a bitch to get out the stains."
The doctor reached over to brush Micah's hair. "Chazza's gotcha."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 23, 2012 20:13:11 GMT -8
Jackson got to dance with Dr. Melange! Tremendous! Jackson- "You're a hot commodity, hey. That's pretty nice."
Dr. Bebe- "I'm still not feeling it. It's a strange night. How about you, cool guy?"
Jackson- I feel alright.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Oct 23, 2012 20:43:41 GMT -8
( Bah I'm still here procrastinating, I'll go with the flow but don't blame me if it ends up on Doc. Vic's boots. ) "Oh god, Chazza, doctor? huh? Can ya fuckin' help me ta' the patio?" Why did this keep happening to him?
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 23, 2012 20:44:05 GMT -8
Anna and Seth danced to the slow jam, and time went by... so slowly, and time could do so much. Seth- "I wish I had a pink puffy dress for this one... and wall of bangs. Gotta have wall of bangs."
Anna- "Ugh. I swear. The wigs I had to wear were at least thirty-five years old."
Seth- "Yikes. I know that makeup kit smelled funk-ee. I guess I was lucky that I usually didn't have to wear anything. At all. Bleh."
Anna- "Yeah, no talking about work."
Seth- "Well how are things going? I wanted to invite you out on the trip today, but wasn't sure if you were ready for more Seth time."
Anna- "Yeah... Sorry about that. It's still pretty freaky. Then there's *that*." (She gestured out the window.)
Seth- "No joke. I saw how you handled 'em though, you do better than most of those guys."
Anna- "Oh yeah. I've got a little bit of riot experience. I could put that on my resume now."
Seth- "You're talking to the right person then! Just let me know, next outdoor thing, Anna's on my list."
Anna- "Oh really? That's cool. Hey you think it's a disease?" Seth shook his head. Seth- "We talked to those doctors a bit... I don't think so. Well, at least not in anything but a very abstract sense. It's like everyone has it, and the way you become sick is to die. I don't think a living person can catch it."
Anna- "That's good. Y'know, I don't even know what to think about it, but that's one less thing to worry about."
Seth- "I feel pretty confident about the ghosts too. I don't think they can get in here, they gotta go through holes or doors or whatever. That smart guy, with the glasses, he had a clever idea too. I'm gonna try it-- use fire on those things."
Anna- "What makes you think that's clever? No offense to that guy..."
Seth- "Well, you can't touch 'em right? Can't shoot them or hit them, but that blonde lady said they smelled all funky, like chemicals. Maybe they're flammable? It's worth a shot, I think."
Anna- "Damn. I wonder if they'd at least be afraid of fire. Like candles or something."
Seth- "Yeah... huh! I wonder if that's another reason we haven't seen them here? All the candles around."
Anna- "Well I hope so. I don't even wanna think about that crap until I have to."
Seth- "Hey I won't bug you about that Jackson guy, but he seems real sweet."
Anna- "Yeahhh... It's kinda weird. Hitting it off with somebody with the shit going on? Then all of a sudden, your neighbors are people you know. They're in your grits with expectations and stuff."
Seth- "Yup, we've gone back a century or two. Kinda strange. I dunno though, I think it's nice for people to get together. It's stressful and scary, people can help each other out if they need it. Speaking of which... Seth gestured with his head towards the boozy corner. "Tooootally got hit on by little guy over there. Heheheh."
Anna- "Geez! Word gets around fast! You don't think... anybody's seen your work do you?" Seth made a face. Seth- "OH GOD. Ugh! Damn I pray to zombie Jesus no. These fucking tattoos, I just HAD to get one on my forearm. No no no. Ugh."
Anna- "Shh... Just uh, hope for the best. Has anybody looked at you like that might be true? You probably don't have anything to worry about."
Seth- "No... I don't think so anyway. Yikes. Now I'm wishing I could've had a cool wig."
Anna- "Here we are talking about work again."
Seth- "Yeah let's go back to bitchy gossip, that's what I'm best at. GUESS what I saw the Doctor do..."
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 23, 2012 20:50:42 GMT -8
"Quite right, Micah. Let me grab something quick and I'll meet you out there. Baby steps, now." The good doctor was displeased at the sudden sobriety which was brought upon by his work ethic. His face soured back to its usual pose and he nicked the bottle of grenadine from the party table, casually sauntering out to the patio after Micah.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 23, 2012 21:02:40 GMT -8
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