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Post by SASHA CASSIDY on Aug 9, 2010 15:54:35 GMT -5
The sun had already set and the male was sitting in the restaurant just eating his yakisoba. No matter how many times he flashed his ID to the stupid bartenders and staff, no one was bound to believing him at all. Twenty one years old and he looked like damn sixteen year old. Unlike his sister, he had no luck of flirting and only knew how to make rude comments. Not that he really cared or anything, but all he wanted was some damn sake and he couldn't even get that.
The blonde slurped up the noodles and munch on whatever vegetables he had left. Even though he was pissed at least the food was still good. Looking around he wondered if he could find anyone that looked familiar in anyway, but so far nada. Pushing up the glasses that slid down his nose slowly, Sasha could feel his cellphone vibrating violently in his pocket that made him jump vigorously. The song that was playing was Poker Face by Lady Gaga so obviously it was one of the companies that was calling him. Letting out a soft sigh he pressed the talk button.
"Ah yes Mr. Cassidy, we have a new talent claiming he wants to become a singer so I wanted to if your available anytime this week." The voice on the other side of the phone spoke with enthusiasm.
"I'll check my schedule and get back to you," his voice was calm and completely professional, "If anything you might wanna try in the next two weeks, Runaway Star has been asking for months." Honestly he didn't even want to work with that studio either since they were both equally talentless; not that he would ever say that out loud.
"Mmkay, well, tell me when you are open and we'll get started on this kid's dancing skills."
"Probably can't dance for shit."
The other laughed loudly on the phone, "I knew you would say something like that."
Everyone knew what kind of person Sasha was and he wasn't afraid to express his feelings so openly. After saying their goodbyes finally, Sasha pushed the end button and stuffed the phone back into his pocket. As a choreographer he couldn't help that he was so well demanded and only wished that someone with a little talent would be blessed upon him so that he wouldn't have to waste all of his god forsaken time. Finally finishing his yakisoba, the blonde slammed a hand on the counter asking for another bowl. It was going to be a long and boring night and without his fill of alcohol then it really wasn't going to end well.
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Post by RIKKU KIZUNA on Aug 9, 2010 16:11:57 GMT -5
He was in his man mood. Today had gone right to hell from the beginning of the day. So he was not in the mood and it could mainly to seen from his outfit. A black T-shirt hidden by his baggy black sweatshirt that he had the hood up on, and loose dark blue jeans. When he was in his woman mood he would mainly wear tight things, but since he was in his man mood he wore baggier things and he couldn't care less what people thought. He came to the sake bar hoping to get good and wasted with how the day was. First his alarm clock didn't go off so he was late to his meeting with his people, got yelled at by them, then he got to work late.
Then to make matters worse since his man side was coming out of and on all day him and his manager got into a fight. So he stormed out and didn't go back which might cost him his job. Rikku was definitely not the one to mess with right now. He had a cigarette hanging loosely from his lips, whenever his man side came out he smoked, when his woman side is out he never touches them. But with either side he was a drinker but he drank heavily either at parties or when he was in a horrible mood like right now. So if worse came to worse he would have to start looking for a new job and his man side didn't care.
Rikku just went into the place and flashed his ID, he was twenty so he was old enough. Plus since he was kind of famous they let him in reguardless. "Oh Rikku-san your back! How was your day? Photoshoot go alright?" He rolled his eyes then shot a dark glare. "I don't believe that's any of YOUR business now is it? If I want to tell you then I will.." he had quite the cold tone to his voice as he sighed heavily then went over to the car area and sat down and pounded his fist on the table. Then bartender looked around his shoulder then noticed Rikku and rushed right over.
He glared a bit since he hated being kept waiting even though it couldn't be helped. His man side was very unreasonable "Oh Kizuna-san it's you, the usual?" Rikku kept his cold gaze on the bartender and he nodded, not having to say a word, if his woman side came out he normally had martini's or maybe a smirnoff or something light. But in this mood he had heavy things like vodka shots, gin, rum, it didn't matter. Most his normal things were the whiskey shots. Jack Daniels was his secret lover and he would let others know it and he didn't care if they liked it or not.
He turned his stool and looked out to others around and he crossed his arms over his chest. No one good around that he could see until he spotted a boy who he thought was kind of cute. His woman side peeking just a bit. But his man side was mostly still out and in which case he couldn't care less. Then turning hearing a glass get put on the table he turned then sighed and took the shot glass in his hand. "Here's to another day of hell...may all the others come soon, cheers!" He then downed it quickly then put more in the glass and drank it. Then he sighed as he put the glass down then sighed, wondering if something good would happen.
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Post by SASHA CASSIDY on Aug 9, 2010 21:52:19 GMT -5
The sound of someone else entering the restaurant caught his attention, but the minute they started talking made his head throb with pain. He had enough of a headache, but now he had to deal with obnoxious idiots as well? Letting out a sigh, he drank the last of the soup feeling eyes of another on him. It wasn't discomforting, actually, he was more than used to it that he wanted to start twisting everyone's necks. At the moment he decided to shrug it off and not let it bother him much, it wasn't like he could do anything about idiot perverts anyways.
Getting up slowly, he walked once more to the bar hoping that this time he wouldn't get rejected. If he wasn't going to then he would be shocked, but if he was then he was going to have to put the bastard at gun point if anything. Sasha stood at no more than five feet and four inches, still hoping child like appearances even at his age. The only thing that was out of place was his voice, the guy hit puberty a long time ago so go figure.
"Give me a shot of vodka." He said calmly just sliding his ID to the bartender. He watched as the man picked up the card, but only looking at him stupidly.
"Get out of here kid, I don't have time for punks."
"Seriously, even a frickin' dumbass could tell this is legit." He spoke at once, "But I guess you can't expect brains from people like you who only know how to talk shit and make drinks." Sasha could feel the tug on the front of his shirt as he felt the man eying him annoyingly before putting him down and pouring the shot.
"I don't tolerate children, but if it gets you out of here faster then I'll give you the damn drink."
He smirked with pleasure as he rested his chin on folded hands. Sure, he had the worst mouth ever sometimes, but he liked to get his way whatever means possible. Looking at the gray haired male next to him, Sasha didn't say much, but turn back around and swallow down the drink in one gulp. Paying up front he asked to keep them coming. "If you want me out that bad then you better keep em coming because I'm like a fucking parasite if you don't behave."
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Post by RIKKU KIZUNA on Aug 10, 2010 9:32:23 GMT -5
Rikku just kept filling up his shot glass with the open bottle of the Jack Daniels that was sitting on the side by his elbow. He just kept chugging them down like they were just water, the burn didn't phase him whatsoever so he kept going. The bartender got nervous seeing him so this because when his man mood was out most of the time he was not really a happy drunk but it would all depend. "K-Kizuna-san..I..I think you've h-had enough" hearing that automatically made him snap his attention right around shoo a horrible dark glare to the bartender. "Your telling ME I've had enough?! Who the fuck do you think you are?! I'll let YOU know when I've had enough!" he snapped.
He slammed his glass down then decided to basically say fuck it. Rikku took the bottle of Jack and then chugged it down, beginning to now feel the effects of the alcohol and actually beginning to made his woman side slowly emerge again. Once all the liquid was gone from bottle he put it down then panted a bit to catch his breath, then a small hiccup escaped from him. The male model then looked around then chuckled a bit but then noticed that other male he noticed before come up to the bar and he watched him for a minute then looked away. He hated to be caught staring at someone no matter what mood he was in.
He slightly drunken boy then looked to the bartender still with a bit of a glare. The bartender was still in shock with the out burst he had on him not too long ago. "You know the dr-drill...more J-Jack...my greatest l-love..." Rikku then started to have that kind of girly giggle he was known for but he was still mainly taken over by his man side. The bartender didn't argue, he just grabbed around bottle of it then gave it to him and he smirked then quickly opened it. He then chugged more then half of it then slammed the bottle down and he chuckled again then noticed the other boy was having issues with the other bartender.
He rolled his eyes. He knew that bartender and he was the one that could be a total bastard. So he looked right over to him with a dark glare. "Oh god damn it why the hell do you have to be such a pussy?! Just give the guy the fucken drinks or you'll have MORE shit to deal with, trust me.." Rikku knew the bartender all too well, he was the first one he met coming to this bar and they've had so many problems together it was material for a novel. He noticed a glare back but he knew that Rikku was a popular and well payed model so he had the money and power to to many things which he would if he had to.
He then chugged more of his drink to calm himself then he sighed a bit. He then looked back to the boy and wondered if what he had just said to the bartender would help. "Sorry...didn't mean to have an outburst..." that was his woman side talking since he was getting drunk it was beginning to come out again even though he still had the cravings for the harder liquor. Rikku then emerged from under his hood and shook his hair out then looked around feeling his man side going back in which was good. "You alright? You look upset about something?" The boy did look upset so he thought he'd try to be nice and ask, maybe start a conversation.
((Sorry for the long post, I actually had a nice muse level ^^'))
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