http://eternalstud.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] eternalstud.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2010-06-18 08:03 pm

Caritas; Friday Evening

Damon was normal as normal could be tonight at the bar. Probably for the best. If he was opposite himself, he'd be Stefan and nobody wants that to happen. Tino, however, was acting sort of...smooth? He wasn't as creepy, anyway. Still fugly, in Damon's opinion.

Re: Bar

[identity profile] colourfulscents.livejournal.com 2010-06-19 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
If Angua had any control over it, she'd be smart about this whole thing and, by now, figure she should push a couch in front of her doggy door and trap herself in her apartment for her own good, but, of course, she would have none of that tonight. There was, after all, a vampire serving at the bar, so she had to just sit there and admire the creature. Subtly, too, what with all her sighs and occasionally disparaging comments to Tino about her utter inferiority. He tried to soothe her over, of course, which involved a lot of drinks, but, unless you were a bloodsucker, she was having trouble caring.

Re: Bar

[identity profile] solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com 2010-06-19 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
With the laws of narrative causality still firmly in place, it was obvious that Vimes simply had to be in the same bar, at the same time, suffering from a similar malady.

Though his involved a lot more foppishness.

It was as though he was suddenly a whom instead of a who.

"Port, bartender," Vimes said, snapping his fingers.

Re: OOC

[identity profile] imonscholarship.livejournal.com 2010-06-19 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
I'm going to punch you right in the goddamn face.

Re: OOC

[identity profile] littlequeenj.livejournal.com 2010-06-19 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
TRUST ME. I KNOW SLUTS.

Re: OOC

[identity profile] imonscholarship.livejournal.com 2010-06-19 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
YOU WOULD, LITTLE J. YOU WOULD. GO LOSE YOUR VIRGINITY TO CHUCK.

Re: Bar

[identity profile] colourfulscents.livejournal.com 2010-06-19 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Knowing vaguely of potential love affairs with the bottle, Angua would normally stop such an action somehow. Angua was definitely not doing things she normally would today. "Make it two," she said, sidling over and settling with a sigh beside Vimes. "I've got this one, if you'll get the next."

Re: OOC

[identity profile] littlequeenj.livejournal.com 2010-06-19 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
BUT ONLY IF HE GETS KILLED BY GAY EUROTRASH MUGGERS.
life_inshadow: ([neu] smirky mcsmirkypants)

Re: Bar

[personal profile] life_inshadow 2010-06-19 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Give me a shot of something hard and cheap, and keep it coming," Tara ordered. She settled onto a barstool as if she'd been born there, dressed in a tight tank top, a short, sheer shirt, and teetering high heels. "I wanna have a good time tonight."

Re: OOC

[identity profile] rocksthescarf.livejournal.com 2010-06-19 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
RUDE, YOU WHORE.

Re: Bar

[identity profile] solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com 2010-06-19 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course," Vimes replied smoothly. Because everything about him was smooth.

Except for the stubble. But that was to look roguish and daring. Was it working? He liked to think it was.

"I always enjoy drinking with someone else."

Re: Bar

[identity profile] colourfulscents.livejournal.com 2010-06-19 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
Angua straightened slightly at the wink, checking behind her shoulder because he couldn't possibly be winking at...but there was no one behind her except the zombie band, so that must mean.... She looked back, blinking owlishing and blushing profusely, about two more winks away from a swoon.

Re: Bar

[identity profile] colourfulscents.livejournal.com 2010-06-19 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
Well, Angua had noticed the stubble, and he wasn't even a vampire, so that had to mean something.

"Misery loves company, right?" asked Angua with a sigh. "I just don't know what to do. Even when I remove myself from him, I can't get over him. I mean, I'll never be good enough for him. Maybe if I was a vampire, sure, but I'm just a w--"

The rest was cut off with chugging a drink.
life_inshadow: ([pos] mine is an evil grin)

Re: Band

[personal profile] life_inshadow 2010-06-19 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
Tara had a very special song in mind for her performance tonight. With a devilish smile to the room -- and especially any ladies she knew -- she began, almost demure:

I was feeling done in
Couldn't win
I'd only ever kissed before
I thought there's no use getting
Into heavy petting
It only leads to trouble
And seat wetting
Now all I want to know....


She dragged out the pause there for eons, yanking off her tank top to reveal a fairly modest bra and tossing the discarded shirt into the crowd.

Is how to go
I've tasted blood and I want more...


She licked her lips hungrily, staring the room down like she was going to seduce every last person in it. And then she began to gyrate her hips and dance, slowly at first and then faster.

I'll put up no resistance
I want to stay the distance
I've got an itch to scratch
I need assistance
Touch-a touch-a touch-a touch me
I wanna be dirty
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
Creature of the night


When she was done, she whooped "I LOVE YOU," blew kisses to the room, and prepared to bounce off the stage.

[OOC: I HAVE BEEN WAITING A YEAR TO USE THAT FOOTAGE. Hooray for Hell freezing over.]
Edited 2010-06-19 00:44 (UTC)

Re: Bar

[identity profile] solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com 2010-06-19 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
"There are vampires here?" Dear mother of god, he purred the word.

Re: Bar

[identity profile] colourfulscents.livejournal.com 2010-06-19 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
Sassy blonde had left the building.

"You mean," said Angua, eyes wide, "you actually remember me?"

Then, she slumped. "Better question: you remember me in a positive light?"

Rather than thinking, say, stupid smelly dog...No, it was probably definitely that.

Re: Bar

[identity profile] colourfulscents.livejournal.com 2010-06-19 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
And that purr did wonders. That was precisely how one should say vampires. And purring was something a mere dog could never do.

"Yes," said Angua, wistfully leaning in. "Aren't they amazing? Even with my pedigree, I'll never be able to reach that level of class and sophistication."

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