goddess_euphoria
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Demetria
OOC: I thought they were supposed to be dogs too, but I'm certainly not going to complain!
Moon suggested that I take a break, I was a little worried to leave Debbie and Cora to handle the bar, but Moon would handle them for now. I grabbed my denim jacked off it's hook and headed out the door.
As I was walking out, the music stopped suddenly, and one of the sailors who had come in earlier started in on the guy as he changed his guitar string. I heard Moon call for Lance, and quickly stepped out of the way as he rushed in to take care of things. I caught a wiff of his calogne as I walked out the door.
I took a seat on one of the bences placed around the deck and pulled a cigarette out of my pocket. I lit it and watched as Lance and Rafe escored the saliors to their truck. After they had sped off, Rafe went back in and Lance walked over to where I was sitting.
"Hey you," I greeted him as he sat down next to me.
"Hey Deme, quite a crowd we have, how have things been going for you tonight?" He smiles at me, and I catch another wiff of his calogne, prefered stock I think it is. It makes me a little dizzy, as does his presence. His tight black t-shirt and well fit jeans accentuate his muscular body quite nicely.
"Not bad," I smile back at him, "but I think before Debbie works again she's going to have to study up a little on her drinks." He laughs, nodding knowingly.
OOC: Just for referance - Demetria is 22, 5'3", waist leangth blonde hair, green eyes, 36C, 28, 36. She has a BA in fine art from what ever college that's closest to our litle island, and is all peachy and content with right where she is.
OOC: I thought they were supposed to be dogs too, but I'm certainly not going to complain!
Moon suggested that I take a break, I was a little worried to leave Debbie and Cora to handle the bar, but Moon would handle them for now. I grabbed my denim jacked off it's hook and headed out the door.
As I was walking out, the music stopped suddenly, and one of the sailors who had come in earlier started in on the guy as he changed his guitar string. I heard Moon call for Lance, and quickly stepped out of the way as he rushed in to take care of things. I caught a wiff of his calogne as I walked out the door.
I took a seat on one of the bences placed around the deck and pulled a cigarette out of my pocket. I lit it and watched as Lance and Rafe escored the saliors to their truck. After they had sped off, Rafe went back in and Lance walked over to where I was sitting.
"Hey you," I greeted him as he sat down next to me.
"Hey Deme, quite a crowd we have, how have things been going for you tonight?" He smiles at me, and I catch another wiff of his calogne, prefered stock I think it is. It makes me a little dizzy, as does his presence. His tight black t-shirt and well fit jeans accentuate his muscular body quite nicely.
"Not bad," I smile back at him, "but I think before Debbie works again she's going to have to study up a little on her drinks." He laughs, nodding knowingly.
OOC: Just for referance - Demetria is 22, 5'3", waist leangth blonde hair, green eyes, 36C, 28, 36. She has a BA in fine art from what ever college that's closest to our litle island, and is all peachy and content with right where she is.