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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 14, 2009 2:41:40 GMT 9.5
Dementis walked into the bar. Tonight, he wasn't out for a drink; he was there to do his job. Scanning the minds of the patrons, he found the perfect one: A very drunk human male. He walked over and sat next to the man, scanning his thoughts, and speaking telepathically to him.
The man's eyes widened as Dementis continued. Then, he followed up by showing the man his darkest fears and nightmares. The man let out a scream and collapsed, trembling. Anyone else would just think he was a very disturbing drunk. Dementis smiled to himself, looking for his next victim.
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Post by Arrillia on Oct 14, 2009 2:46:42 GMT 9.5
The bartender scanned the room, brown eyes peering out from behind long lashes. She frowned as one of her usual customers screamed and collapsed. "Danny, go call Mr. Johnson's wife, please," she said with a smile, putting a hand on her stomach. She walked over to a young man. "Hi, hon. Can I get you...anything..." Her nostrils flared. "Dementis," she hissed, narrowing her eyes and throwing her hair over her shoulder. "What are you doing here?"
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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 14, 2009 2:51:53 GMT 9.5
"Arrillia," Dementis said casually. "Long time no see. I'm just doing my job, ya know? I mean sure, you've got the easiest and probably most fun job out there, but hey, mine's on the list, anyway." He winked, taking the opportunity to see what she was thinking...
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Post by Arrillia on Oct 14, 2009 2:55:09 GMT 9.5
Well, this means I don't have to track him down, I suppose... she thought. Her eyes flashed towards him, and she wrapped her fingers around his collar, yanking him close and leaning over the bar. She smiled and cocked her head. "Hm...Well, do me a favor. Keep out of my mind and don't bother my regulars." She shoved him back down onto his chair.
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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 14, 2009 3:04:51 GMT 9.5
Dementis didn't let on that he'd read her mind, but he couldn't help but wonder why she wanted to track him down. He sat back down on the stool. "Rough as always, I see," he teased.
He nodded innocently, well as innocently as Dementis got, which wasn't very. "Deal. I'll stay out of your head. But...does that mean your pants are out of the question?" He grinned.
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Post by Arrillia on Oct 14, 2009 3:06:55 GMT 9.5
She glared at him but then laughed. "Well, maybe if you're a good little boy, we'll see. So, listen. What can I get you to drink and what type are you looking for? I can tell who's who." She grinned. "Though not in the same way that you can, of course."
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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 14, 2009 3:11:54 GMT 9.5
"Good?" Dementis teased, faking a hurt look. "See, you coulda just said no." He stuck his tongue out playfully. "Oh, I'll have a beer. And that was my last one for tonight. So, what's new?"
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Post by Arrillia on Oct 14, 2009 3:15:41 GMT 9.5
She took out a beer and set it down in front of him. "Danny, take over. I'm going on my break."
Her employee nodded and moved as she leaned down to grab a root beer for herself. Before she would just drink a beer, since she wasn't really pregnant, just looked it. But now that she was actually pregnant...she wanted to do the least bit of harm to her son. She walked around the bar and sat next to him. "Oh, not much. Just doing my job. What about you?" She winked, taking a swig of her soda.
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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 14, 2009 3:21:14 GMT 9.5
"Oh, same here, really. Suicide here, a straightjacket there. Not to mention the impound lot I work at." He shot her a mischievous grin as he took a swig of beer. He wished she'd at least let on why she was thinking of hunting him down...it had to be important, right?
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Post by Arrillia on Oct 14, 2009 3:24:34 GMT 9.5
"Mmmm....Sounds like fun. So, you always working, or do you ever take a...break. You know, besides helping me out with my job." She winked.
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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 14, 2009 3:36:31 GMT 9.5
He chuckled a little. "Oh, it's fun, but hey, even insanity needs a break every now and then. Besides, helping you with your job is the most fun..." He downed his beer, then blinked, noticing she was drinking soda. "Layin' off the alcohol?" he teased, sticking his tongue out again.
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Post by Arrillia on Oct 14, 2009 3:39:26 GMT 9.5
"Hm?" Shit. He noticed... she thought sourly to herself. "Oh, this? Yeah, I figured I'd lay off. At least not while I'm working. Not good for the baby," she joked, sticking out her tongue.
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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 14, 2009 3:48:07 GMT 9.5
"Yeah, good idea," he said, winking."Gotta think of the 'baby,' after all." He looked around, then at the clock. "So, how long you stayin' open tonight? I got nothin' better to do if you don't mind me hangin' around."
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Post by Arrillia on Oct 14, 2009 3:52:10 GMT 9.5
Yes. I mind terribly... "No, I don't mind at all. We're open until about 3am, usually." She took another swig. "And we have a back room if you want to take a ride."
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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 14, 2009 3:56:21 GMT 9.5
He didn't mean to hear her thought, but he did. "Sounds like fun..." he said, his facial expression unchanging. "I heard that....Oh...and while I'm at it, why were you gunna hunt me down?" He grinned that insane grin he was so known for.
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