http://tripledmyself.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] tripledmyself.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2012-02-15 04:19 pm

Caritas | Wednesday

It was getting to the point that even Tino was starting to look a little good to Nathan. What in the fuck was going on here? When that thought first impeded, Nathan punched himself in the face and banished Tino to the stock room.

Now, he was gulping down Irish whiskey and glaring at the band because they were taking turns looking at him like he was dinner and not the...there was no good kind with them! Ugh, gross.

Nathan kept drinking and wondered how in the fuck he was gonna get this feeling to go the fuck away.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/15]

[identity profile] zetabetabrat.livejournal.com 2012-02-15 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Rebecca came in, slightly flustered but also slightly hot. Yay!

"That," she said with a nod to his drink as she and her cleavagey, cleavagey top took a seat at the bar, "looks strong. I'll take one of those."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/15]

[identity profile] zetabetabrat.livejournal.com 2012-02-15 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I think I'll be fine," Rebecca promised, turning on the charm and twirling a strand of hair around her finger.

Because why not. Hi, Nathan.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/15]

[identity profile] zetabetabrat.livejournal.com 2012-02-15 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
So Nathan was bound to be impressed when Rebecca took the glass and tossed it back with no trouble at all! Or something.

"I'll take another," she said sweetly as she slid the glass back across the bar.
Edited 2012-02-15 22:00 (UTC)

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/15]

[identity profile] zetabetabrat.livejournal.com 2012-02-15 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Actually she was mainly just showing off.

"Nope," Rebecca said. "Just feeling a little restless, if you know what I mean."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/15]

[identity profile] zetabetabrat.livejournal.com 2012-02-15 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Rebecca paused for a moment to digest that charming visual. Her eyes flicked to Tino for a moment. Then she moved on.

"No," she assured him, taking a sip from the glass without taking her eyes off of Nathan. "Not quite like that."

She leaned forward a bit -- hi, boobs -- to retrieve a stirrer and spear a cherry from the fruit tray on it. Sorry for infringing on your bartender territory there, Nate, but did mean that she could now stick the cherry-bearing end of the straw in her mouth, eyes glinting wickedly. So.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/15]

[identity profile] zetabetabrat.livejournal.com 2012-02-16 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
Lucky Nathan!

Rebecca responded with a smirk of her own. "It's a very specific kind of restlessness," she assured him. To prove that point, she leaned across the bar a little further and whispered the exact nature of her restlessness in his ear. There were plans involved.

Dirty plans. Natch.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/15]

[identity profile] zetabetabrat.livejournal.com 2012-02-16 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
"I think I'll take that risk," Rebecca decided with a smirk, spearing another cherry with her stirrer and popping it into her mouth. "When do you get off?"

She meant his shift. But also the other thing.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/15]

[identity profile] zetabetabrat.livejournal.com 2012-02-16 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
So... Rebecca was going to take that as a 'now,' then.

"Back room?"

Re: The Bar [Caritas 02/15]

[identity profile] zetabetabrat.livejournal.com 2012-02-16 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Sounds like a plan," Rebecca decided, accepting his hand and heading to that back room.

While sharing the rest of her dirty plans with Nathan in a murmur juuuust loud enough for Tino to hear. Because she was cruel.

[[Omg, no worries at all. Okay with FTBing from there? 'Tis sleeptime for meeee.]]