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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2015 2:05:46 GMT
[Thread PL 69,605] The night was longer and the morning not far off. As Jarvis and a few others were drinking and sharing large amounts of fine liquor and dancing singing loudly. A few of his new friends off key as well in their singing but company and the women they had with them were truly a reason to make merry. The owner of the small tavern had fled after a scuffle with some tough scruffy gentlemen had left a large window or two at the front of the place shattered letting the wind and breeze through. A few people wondering away injured to have their wounds treated. Most of the normal police that had heard the scene hadn't make a show of it or attempted to draw near. The men Jarvis was drinking with were other smugglers not ones he knew but ones he enjoyed drinking with for a night. He had no problem beating on folks who chose to fight. Their problem not his after all. An the folks he was sitting with he didn't know well but some of them were connected to that tournament he'd been in and wished to drink a fellow boy from the bottom side of life. His wore a saiyan body suit that was sleeveless. Black human military pants worn over that with combat boots. His scouter not present stored away earlier that night. As people started to taper off leaving he remained drinking the twilight outside pleasing to watch. A few people were still knocked out on the tavern floor the shattered window and destruction casting a rowdy impression on what at other times would appeared as a fine establishment for a weary traveler to rest the night away. His sword by the bar not far from his table. Stabbed and buried deep in the wood the shining metal embedded there from earlier fights that broke out. Supporting his new found drinking mates that were slowly leaving now. His weighted gloves were uncomfortable presently so he'd slip them off and stash them away for a time. Scuttling about behind the bar looking around at the various stock figuring being that the owner had made his away in the commotions he'd help himself to the fine stock as various bottles were thrown behind him and over his shoulder breaking them and destroying them as he discarded them looking for the good stuff. He'd finally turn back holding a old bottle covered in dust and the contents a dark crimson as he'd yank the cork out with his mouth and begin drinking it as his hand went yanking lightly at a safe behind the bar tearing it off his hinges. Pulling a cigar away from a box on the counter as well smelling it briefly before placing it to his lips and lighting it to let the hot embers glow and the tasteful smoke drift into his lungs. Exhaling in small puffs as he'd look at the safe setting the door he'd ripped off it of the small metal safe on the bar. " Well Boyo.... Maybe we can consider dis here finding a little make up for abandoning us with lack of service...." Chuckling a bit to himself as he began to set small stacks of zeni on the bar to count it later as well as a few small trinkets. A little coin and cash and drink were a nice way to end a fun night after all wasn't it? The wine was nice too as he'd throw back another drink on the bottle labeled that it was at least eighty years old. Special stock. If not for his current tipsy state. No where near drink only tipsy. He'd have probably not been so wild as to do this so openly.
Tomare
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Post by Tomare on Jun 1, 2015 2:17:28 GMT
Tomare walks around the street of a city in the North, curious on how humans live in these cities. She honestly would never live in one, she would hate being so close to so many other people, also she wouldn't fit in with the people, because she has a tail.. and has not a lot of social skills really. She makes her way into a back ally, minding her own business, her tail is wrapped around her waist. "The night is nice tonight.. nice and cold, I like it." She continues on through the ally, smelling the smells of the city.. snow.. smoke.. and alcohol? An odd scent to her, sense she has never drank alcohol before. "What is that?..It smells.. alright" Tomare starts making her way near the tavern Jarvis is located in. She follows the scent eagerly, she rather likes it.. but not very much, because it kinda makes her nose sting. She walks to the source of this intense scent.. a tavern with the door wide open.. a few people laying on the floor and a single man inside. She takes a single step into the tavern.. "Hello? Are you guys open?.."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2015 2:44:40 GMT
His eyes perked up at the sound of a girls voice. Someone at the door and a tail wrapped at the waist he quickly noted. Finding it rather interesting someone would actually come into the place broken as it was. Bodies littered about like broken messes until they'd wake later on sore and with a few bruised bits and pieces. He'd take another long drink before putting the cigar back to his lips. The aroma of the fine wine was strong in the air as he'd look toward the woman. The safes door on the counter and bar in front of him along with some money stacked as well as sword stuck in the bar.
He'd lick his lips a bit as he'd draw in a heavy breath of fine tobacco smoke the embers glowing as he'd pull it from his lips and twist it in the ashtray after putting it out after a moment of crushing it down in the metal tray. Leaving at the edge to revisit later. Placing his hands on the bar his blue tail lightly visible as it waved around behind him and his hands smacked down on the bar to gain attention. His spiky blue hair bright and easily helped grab attention as well as well as his light blue hues. "So another pretty girly wonders in does she? Sorry lassy. But I'm afraid the owner of said establishment has run off after some interesting folks made a mess of tings in here. I'm sure if you really want to be hanging round here... It ain't to safe after all lassy. But if you prefer to have a little drink... I dun think anyone would mind."
Chuckling a bit as his eyes rather directly and not as if he was hiding it looked her over from top to bottom taking in her details and figure. Feeling himself smirk as a grin curved up the side of his face with a toothy grin present. He had that look in his eyes that a saiyan man often had when picking a possible female person for company. "Well... unless you like dat kind of excitement. I must say ain't seen a pretty ting like you wondering about in awhile. Ya fancy a little chaos with your night cap? Or do you prefer to go straight to main entertainment?" He'd say teasing her as he was sure this whole setup would look suspicious. But he wasn't exactly shy about it. He preferred to joke and play around with folks. Not that he didn't like what he saw though. He was trying to gauge who he was dealing with as well. Allot of people didn't like the make your own rules attitude or his jesting manners at times. This planet was filled with heroic types that wanted to make people do the straight and narrow. AS dull as that was though.
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Post by Tomare on Jun 1, 2015 15:40:41 GMT
She raises an eyebrow at the man's appearance, blue hair.. a blue tail, which looks oddly like a Saiyan's tail. An odd, odd man to her. She listens to his first statement with a bit of curiosity, she doesn't know what this 'drink' is, she can smell it. "A drink? A drink of what?" She says this with a bit of curiosity in her voice. She watches him scan her body, and raises an eyebrow at the look on his face as he does so. "Chaos? I dont.. usually start or participate in Chaos.." She slowly approaches Jarvis.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2015 16:14:12 GMT
He'd laugh a bit throwing back another drink and smacking the bottle on the counter. Pulling the money stacks up and stuffing them in his pockets. Raising a fist and smacking it down now on the cash register crushing it as it made a cha ching sound as it slid open. Buttons and plastic scattering about to the wind. "Well darlin if Chaos isn't your ting to put it lightly an in terms more understandable I'm a scoundrel. These man just were not agreeable and you see me and my friends had to give em a good walloping." Like many Brenchian people his accent was a thick one but not so much French or Australian in style like his other brethren. Carrying a Irish tone to it from the clan he was from. He'd grip the bottle and watch her as she approached. Giggling a bit clearly in a tipsy enough state to let joy and some common sense roll down his back and away like it mattered not in the least.
He'd hope on the bar when she finally got close enough crouching low his fore arms resting on his knees as he crouched law to look her in the face. Blue hues staring her down likes snakes eyes as the grin if a predator was ever present on his lips. The pirate in him interested in what more he could plunder. He'd raise the bottle of wine and shake it a bit the sound of liquid sloshing inside. His brenchian blood mixed with saiyan made it nearly impossible to go over the edge... heh but maybe a saiyan like this one could be send there a little easier. He'd offer it forward to her wondering what kinda of girl had walked in. A hero to be battled, A wanderer looking for a rest. A mystery waiting to be solved. "Why not just give it a little nip... A hefty drink for da lassy. Better to take in large gulps and fast ya,know. So it burns da stomach and not da throat." He'd say explaining for her to take it in quicker. Reaching a inebriated state faster as well hopefully. If anything at least it was someone like this and not another Mayze that wondered in through the door like his last little bar encounter. His blue tail wavering around lightly behind freely rather then secured at his waist.
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Post by Tomare on Jun 1, 2015 16:21:17 GMT
'His accent is very...weird.' She thinks to herself as he speaks to her, she sees that this man must be somekind of weird hybrid or something, he is definitely not a full blooded Saiyan. She looks at the bottle and takes it into one of her hands, she shakes is a bit, listening to the alcohol swish around inside. "This better not be some kinda of.. poison you're resistant to or some kinda of liquid that is supposed to make me go to sleep." She then puts the top of the bottle to her lips and takes in a large swig of the liquid, she drinks it fast.. just like he said to do. She pulls the bottle away and coughs lightly, the liquid giving her a foul taste in her mouth. "What is this!? Its.. sour.."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2015 16:30:09 GMT
He'd laugh a bit out in a heavy chuckle. She thought he was trying to put her to sleep. He wouldn't mind putting her to bed but where was the fun in a lack of challenge. Standing on the bar a moment longer as he'd reach out touching the bottom of the bottle his tail wavering around a little more wildly as it twisted in the air behind him. "Oh no girly. I'd not want to put you sleep to fast with just a nip and a swig. It should take a bit more den that. If I really wanted you out of commission. I could likely do so like the ones asleep on da floor." He'd say reaching out touching the bottom of the bottle and trying to lift it back to her lips to get her to draw in another hefty drink. He took what he wanted often and enjoyed playing with people. Moments of jesting fun and adventure was what he lived for. "Trust me... it gets a little less sour the more ya drink." He'd say attempting in that for a moment before hopping off the bar standing next to her. Eyeing her tail for a moment. At least it might have been her tail.
Leaning in a little closely a few other bottles on the counter as he uncorked something else. The cork making a audible pop as he did. A strong bottle of alien brandy. This was the stuff that could make him get a bit of a twitch as well. But he'd offer this to her after a swig himself. He'd find out she was a light weight or a skilled drinker quickly by mixing human and alien alcohol. "So if ya didn't come in here to stop little old me from doing da bad tings and misdeeds. Why did ya wonder up this way girly? Got a name do ya?" Offering her the stronger bottle now. The scent less sweet and much stronger. This one would burn more but go to ones head much faster. He felt a relaxing bit flow through him already from the swig he'd taken. But then again he was a few drinks ahead as well.
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Post by Tomare on Jun 1, 2015 16:38:57 GMT
She allows the other to push the bottle back to her lips, she continues to drink that liquid in the bottle.. she rather likes it actually, its starting to burn less and less. She finishes the bottle and then pulls it away, letting out a little sigh. "This is alright, I guess.. it still is kinda sour but.." She notices him staring at her tail.. well, at her 'Tail' she turns to look at him and puts the empty bottle on the counter. "What are you staring at?.." She then watches him grab another bottle and then sees him take a swig of the liquid. "I Wondered here because of the smell.. it interests me.. and my name is Tomare, also known as Mystic Tail.. call me whichever you like." She.. takes the second bottle with a little smile across her lips, she slowly puts the bottle to her lips and takes a big swig.. she pulls it away and lets out a small grunt from the taste. "
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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2015 16:51:09 GMT
He could see she was taking a liking to it but held back the chuckle merely smiling and giving raised eyes as she seemed to think she was taking it well quick to finish the bottle. She certainly wasn't shy about consuming a large amount. He'd have thought she'd maybe have taken a few drinks not downed most of it so quickly. "Da mystic tail huh? Tomare?... I like it. My name is Jarvis meself. From Arcose. A place far away an planets with lands you can only dream of." He'd lick his lips as it glided along his sharp pearly white teeth. Was this girl jesting or really so innocent? He couldn't quite put his finger on it what type of person she was just yet but given she wasn't attacking him yet for such a minor misdeed she was already better then most folks he'd fumbled into of late. Although he'd not give it much though as when she went to drink the stronger stuff he'd reach behind her at the base of her tail. Trying to grab it and give it a good squeeze as well as place part of his hand on her rump. Before moving after if it was successful or not to get behind her to stand between her and the exit. Figuring if she wasn't already that little nip and grab or the attempt would be enough to make her face him.
"Its a little stronger isn't it. But da trick is with that is to take it fast." He'd say snatching it back and holding it back the bottle neck to his lips as various gulps went down his throat. The gulps could be heard as he went down strong and clean. Before it broke from his lips in a satisfied tone and he'd shove it back towards her chest. "That be a burn that just sends a rush down be spine like no other. Tell me girl do ya like to wonder the dangers streets alone? Do like such crazy tings as drinking with strangers in da crazy nights with bodies about? Cause if not ya definitely give some weird signals" He'd say leaning close watching for her to drink. Waiting for a slap most likely. Something about people he found interesting just made him want to push and test his luck. Play with them and see what kind of people they were. Although as with a few others he'd done this too on this planet so far.... that had left him broken and bruised before sadly a few times.
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Post by Tomare on Jun 1, 2015 16:58:08 GMT
"Alright Jarvis, I guess its nice to meet you.. you're a weird one, weird looking. No offense." She lets out a gasp as he takes the bottle from her hand, she watches him take a drink from the bottle.. when he offers her to bottle back, she takes it again, she was about to take another drink but she was interrupted by his statement. "I am a strong woman, I can handle myself in the alleyways, and well.. im an odd person, so I like to explore and experience new things." She then puts the bottle to her lips and takes in a swig, this time taking in a large drink of the alcohol, she enjoys the taste more now..
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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2015 17:11:30 GMT
Weird wasn't what he wanted to hear but he was a little to peaked in curiosity to take it in a wrong way. She took was a strong girl was she as well? Now he was a tad more interested at what kind of power she had. Perhaps this was why she'd hadn't struck him yet. A stronger warrior holding back like Cypher? Or was it something else something he was missing. "Aye so you are a strong one are ya Tomare? Da mystic tail an all more den just a name for show is it? I bet you can handle yourself to some maybe. Dem tails usually do belong to someone who can send a fist flying around don'cha know." He'd say leaning closer now and lightly pressing against her his arms going to either side of her and gripping into the bar behind her to make it hard to worm around him. If she wanted him to move she was going to have to be forceful. If he didn't get reactions he favored he'd try to force them. After all this wasn't some serious meeting or a job. It was just a little drink to blow off steam. Couldn't blame him for pressing his luck a little.
"I'm a bit staggerin when it comes to the idea of pussy footing around. So I'm curious just what kind of warrior you are I guess. You can hold your liquor... but what else can you do?" He'd for a moment press the bottom of the bottle trying to lift what was left up to her lips hoping his little come in close act was enough to distract her. For just as it'd go up a inch he'd lunge forward. Smacking his hand to the bar as well to try and cover a escape as he'd force or try to force a kiss on her. Trying not to let his grin stretch to far across his face as he'd try. If he was successful and was only slapped or struck he'd not stop his little attempt just by a little pain of a slap. He'd had plenty of those in the passed after all. Either or a good or bad reaction would have suited him for different reasons. After all if she reacted in anger he'd see if she was strong enough to break past his arms. An if she didn't... well good reactions were good reactions.
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Post by Tomare on Jun 1, 2015 17:21:57 GMT
Tomare lets out a little surprised gasp as Jarvis is right in front of her, his hands on the bar behind her. " A little close, aren't ya?" She giggles lightly, the alcohol having a little affect on her, she is.. kinda tipsy. She listens to him talking, and answers his question. "Well, I can do many things Jarvis.. shoot ki waves from my tail and use my tail in fighting.." She was going to drink some more.. but he suddenly lunges at her, she is caught of guard by the kiss. Her eyes widen as their lips meet.. she tries to push him away from her, but she cant.. "W..What the hell are you doing!?" She yells at him and then lays the bottle on a bar stool next to her.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2015 17:37:03 GMT
He tried to keep it going as long as he could to add insult to injury and saver the flavor. He'd have added a bit of danger with a attack he had that incorporated lip locking as well. But she hadn't warranted such rough behavior. He'd break from her lips feeling as she pushed against him. Laughing out a bit in a hefty and hearty laugh. His blue saiyan tail wrapping around his waist now. His open mouth grin in his laughing couldn't have been any bigger now. "Ya ask what I'm doin? Have ya never been kissed before girly? Come now Tomare judging from yer drinking I was thinking you had a bit of skill in dez tings." He'd push against her again trying to make her force more of a reaction. Seeing her set the Bottle on the stool. Giving it a glance wondering what she planned to do with that. Half expecting it to crash into his head.
"Ohhh you shoot blasts from yer tail do ye? Well you seem a bit surprised by my little bag of tricks too. Could always make it interestin. You know you show me dez tail blasts. An if I can do my ting better in the end da victor can decide where tings go after?." He was being fresh and rather direct. Just to make sure she understood what he referred to as well. One of his arms that were on either side of her would reach around and would attempt to give her rump a strong squeeze on the left side. He was just playing mostly but was curious. Jarvis hadn't had... company since Shumi back in south city. He wasn't a saiyan that hungered for battle. More the scoundrel that wanted all the gold liquor treasure and women he could handle. Well... and a few other things. But those were only on special occasions.
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Post by Tomare on Jun 1, 2015 17:43:38 GMT
Her cheeks glow a slight crimson. "No, for your information.. that was my first kiss.. Jarvis" She narrows her eyes at him, the blush remaining on her face.. this surprised her but it was alright. She looks around to see if anymore people were awake, but it was just them two.. she knew Jarvis was trying to make a move on her.. she knew. She grabs the bottle from the bar stool and takes a swig from it. "So a challenge to see who's technique is better?.. im willing to do so." She lets out a little chuckle, she watches his go down behind her legs.. she lets out at a slight gasp and tries to push him away a little, but she still cannot. "God.. damnit." She looks away and her blush intensifies.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2015 17:58:00 GMT
He'd lean his face in loser trying to nip at her neck lightly. His lips soft and gave close attention if he got close enough. "Firs kiss was it? Really? Didn't think anyone was so innocent these days anymore ya know." He'd continue as his hands would try and wonder up her sides pulling her closer. Showing his strength as a saiyan. Delicate as well in movement like a Brenchian. It was a little more tasteful but still scandalous with how he pinned her against the wall of the bar now that that at her back. A small gasp escaping him in light excitement.
He'd try and whisper in her ear as he'd go to lightly nibble at the base of it. "Well Tomare? Wheres this technique? This is mine..." He'd say moving his hands about carefully. He knew how to please a woman of several races. Arcosian space had left him with a interesting youth growing up among pirates and criminals in the cold space around Arcosian owned planets. He was trying to subdue her quick to make to hard to focus enough to muster up a attack as his hands wondered. "If its too much you can always surrender to me. I got a room up above for if I win on da second floor. You like adventure don't ya? A night of firsts and all>" He'd say ceasing his other attempts with his lips and trying to kiss her again. If she was really not as... experienced as he thought. He could use the liquor and tipsiness of the moment. Giving her a blood rush from what he was doing with his hands body and lips. Jarvis had a beast inside of them that was slowly awakening. As it was his light complexion was showing a feint blush as well now. As he head his own rush of blood making him feel a little light headed. Part of him hoping her saiyan genes would just give in to his charms and consider a spar the next morning.
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