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Post by Rotzi on Jul 5, 2004 1:06:44 GMT -5
The lights in the club snapped to dim. The only colored lights left on were the soft blue bulbs. The crowd grew silent. Soft piano music played in the background as a figure in a long robe stepped out on stage. Most of her features were hidden by the hood, but a small smile graced her face.
A bass was added, followed by a drummer, and the beat began to quicken. The dancer ripped off her robe, effectively pinning it to the back wall with at least three shuriken. Judging from how that wall looked, it seemed as if it were a nightly thing for her to do this.
The shuriken weren't the only sharp things the dancer had on her. Two daggers were in her hands and she proceeded to dance with them. Every now and then she would juggle them. Sometimes she would wrap a leg around one of the poles on stage and lean back, hinting at something suggestive with the daggers.
Finally the piece had ended, and the dancer was kneeling on the ground, holding onto the blades, smiling darkly. When the house lights came back on the dancer rose, her skin shining a bit from sweat.
"Lolita-kun!" Called one of the waitresses. She came over to the dancer with a glass of water.
"Thanks." She gave the waitress a smirk after sipping the beverage. "Drew in quite a crowd, ne?" Dark blue eyes scanned the crowd. "And my payment's arrive, right?"
The waitress nodded and handed her an envelope labeled "Yami Dancer of the Night." "Just as you said, Ma'am!" she perkily replied. "Have a nice night!"
Yami-Lolita stuffed the envelope in her top and made her way through the crowd. Luckily for her, most of the regulars didn't bother her on her trip to the door for some cooler air.
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Post by NaughtyOtsel on Jul 5, 2004 23:25:26 GMT -5
Malachi loved coming to the various nightclubs are bars in this city..whatever it was called. He couldn't remember, not important. What mattered was the hot babes and the lack of exorists. The ghostly shape of a chinese featured fellow wearing a wild zoot suit and holding a microphone seemed to oooooooze out of the wall of the club into the night. He looked like a glowing 50s photograph come to life!
"Aw yes, Yami...one swell babe...what a classy chassis..." He lit up a a cigarette..it wouldn't kill him since he was already dead. "Love to play some back seat bingo with her!" Then Malachi noticed Lolita standing near the club door.
"Hey baybe! What's hap'nin?" Its' not every day a ghost tries to talk hot to a dancing girl...
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Post by Rotzi on Jul 6, 2004 23:36:42 GMT -5
Lolita mentally shook her head. How many times a week is this gonna happen...?
"Not t'nite, Malachi," The dancer grimaced as she seen what her darker shard did to her dress tonight. "I've just lost one of my favorite dresses due t' Yami-chan, and all this smoke is startin' t' bother me." She ripped her dress from the wall and caught the shuriken as well.
"But if Kawaii comes out t' play t'nite I'm sure she won't mind playin' with you." She winked at the ghost. "I'm gonna take my fifteen. I'll be back after the next performer. That shouldn't take to long, ne?" Finishing off her water, Lolita stepped outside to enjoy the night air.
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Post by NaughtyOtsel on Jul 7, 2004 1:03:26 GMT -5
The ghost lounge singer followed her anyway with a shrug.
"Hey I've got nothin't better to do...i've got all the time in the world. At least you'll talk to me without freaking unlike the rest of those dames in there." Amazingly enough, he wasn't spying on the dancing girls in their dressing room like he usually did around now. He was out chilling in the streets, hoping to get into some sort of trouble....maybe piss off a priest or two or sing bad blues for coins
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Post by Rotzi on Jul 7, 2004 1:12:14 GMT -5
The dancer chuckled. "It's hard t' scare me, kiddo." Lolita paused for a moment to breathe in deeply, enjoying the feeling night time gave her. "After all, I should be dead by now."
She leaned back on the building, her form going limp for a moment. When Lo' opened her eyes again, Yami was out. "Keh," she growled, posture changing completely. "Did we get any new clients, Malachi?"
Yami then began to pick at her nails with one of her shuriken, hiding the other two in her outfit. It seemed to satisfy her, the blade lightly brushing on her skin.
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Post by DivenWest on Jul 8, 2004 0:43:35 GMT -5
A man scurried out of a nearby allyway, stumbled on the curb and was inching away when a metal form dashed out of the ally. The cyborg gripped the man around the throat, "You are guilty of murder: 5 counts, Theft: 76 counts, Impersonating a clergyman: 2 counts, and Carrying a concealed weapon of over six feet in length. Your sentence is death, Bounty ammount, 72.6 grand."
A short barrel slowly exteded from his other arm, he pressed it into the mans chin. "Sentence, carried out." A muffled whump could be heard and a red light flashed out of the mans eye sockets. The metal form droped the mans head, the sockets still smoking. "Bounty collected."
His glowing ice blue eyes shifted to the dancer and ghost. He stood and walked into the nightclub, leaving the body lying in the street as a light rain began to fall.
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Post by Rotzi on Jul 10, 2004 14:28:37 GMT -5
"Joy... someone else dead." Lolita looked to the ghost. "Wanna go back inside? Our fifteen is almost up."
The dancer fixed her costume, making sure enough cleavage was showing before re-entering the club.
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Post by DivenWest on Jul 13, 2004 0:39:26 GMT -5
The droid sat in the far corner of the bar, looking for a face he saw when he entered. There were minor bountys on nearly half of the sentients in the club that night, but nothing worth his effort. He calmly awated for his target to make a mistake.
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Post by Rotzi on Jul 13, 2004 0:45:12 GMT -5
Lolita weaved through the crowd, swaying her hips senuously. Some parts of her soul argued with Yami, saying she was acting like a slut. She shushed them quickly by threatening to make her act even more dirty.
"Oi! Malachi! Hurry that transparent arse of yers up! Out number's up." The dancer hurried on stage and waited for her dancing partner.
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Post by NaughtyOtsel on Jul 13, 2004 22:02:16 GMT -5
The ghost followed Lolita, passing through the crowd, litterarally.
"Yeah yeah, I'm comin' I'm comin'; wait up for me! Man you are one demanding dame!"
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Post by Rotzi on Jul 13, 2004 22:17:07 GMT -5
The house lights dimmed and smoke creeped out to the stage. "Dance dames are high matience, hon."
Her nose wrinkled at the smoke. "This is swing ya lackeys! Not one of my dances!"
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Post by Penance on Nov 22, 2004 23:34:04 GMT -5
it was just another night,pen had gotten paid and decided to have a good time in a random club.this one didnt look to bad,sexy dancers ok lights and sub par music." just like real life" he said to himself as he walked over to a booth in the corner.nice and dark away from the action yet with a good view of it,everything he never wanted.he sat down kicked back and stared at the beautiful girl getting ready to entertain the crowed.
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Post by Rotzi on Nov 23, 2004 10:25:31 GMT -5
Lolita's dance music began anyway, despite her complaints and explaining that it was supposed to be a swing number with the ghost. Still, she kept a cool expression as she began. Just let this world melt away... she thought, her hips swaying to the beat. The beat sped up and so did she. Nodding to one of the staff members off stage was all that was needed to send a sword flying to her. With a quick snap of her wrist on of Lolita's scarves caught the sword, and another snap sent it up in the air.
Too easy, Yami thought as she caught the sword. In one smooth motion she balanced the blade on her hip and started swaying sensously once more. As the music came to another accelerando the sword was flipped off of her hip. A well placed kick sent the blade to the front of the club, burying itself deeply in a knothole. The darker counterpart smirked inwardly as the music ended. Dancing the night away and playing with sharp pointy objects always put her in a good mood.
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Post by Penance on Nov 23, 2004 16:34:18 GMT -5
pen was feeling better after a few drinks and half an hour of watching a beautiful blade master dance.finnaly for the first time in almost a month he was having artistic insparation.
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Post by Rotzi on Nov 23, 2004 22:42:59 GMT -5
After so much dancing all of Lolita's personalities were tired. That was possibly something that Kawaii wasn't used to, but it happens occassionally. Luckily it was time for her lunch break. Since it appeared that her usual corner booth was taken, she just sat in the booth next to it.
A bar wench brought her dinner and a pitcher of water soon after. The dancer ignored the food for the moment and drank the water. The cold water was much welcomed to the sweaty entertainer. "And t' think... we've an hour to ourselves," Yami-Lolita said quietly to her other personas. "We'll need it.."
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