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Post by Caitlin Moore on Oct 28, 2009 6:57:18 GMT 9.5
Caitlin poured another drink and then climbed up on the counter. Swaying her hips to side to side, she looked around for someone to pull up. Not being able to decide, she twirled on her feet and poured beer into someone's waiting, open mouth before moving her hips once more.
After about an hour of doing this, Caitlin jumped down and took some water. Her boss told her she was off now and she moved away from behind the counter and started pushing through the crowds. "Excuse me."
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Post by MAMMON on Oct 28, 2009 7:16:00 GMT 9.5
Mammon looked around the nightclub. He was bored, and it was dark enough here that no one would recognize who he was. Not that anyone really cared about politics nowadays, anyway.
He noticed one of the dancers on the bar; cute blond girl. He grinned and made his way over, but she was gone. "Damn..." he muttered. Then, he moved, looking for something else to do. Then, someone brushed by him.
"Excuse me."
"Oh, of course," he said, looking down to see it was none other than the girl he'd missed. "Hello. You just got off shift, didn't you?"
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Post by Caitlin Moore on Oct 28, 2009 7:22:34 GMT 9.5
Caitlin stopped and looked at the man, sending him a smile. "Yes, of course. " She pushed her purse back up to her shoulder, feeling it fall. It was interesting to see someone stop her, because she usually just left and no one even tried.
It was a nice change. "Is there something I can help you with before I go?" She flashed him a flirty grin, leaning on her right leg, a little closer to him. Even if she was off work, she wasn't off the property, and she tended to keep acting like she was working.
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Post by MAMMON on Oct 28, 2009 7:29:26 GMT 9.5
He grinned back. "No, not necessarily. I was just looking for a good time, but you'd gone by the time I got there, is all." He winked. "But you're off the clock. I won't take up anymore of your time..."
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Post by Caitlin Moore on Oct 28, 2009 7:56:49 GMT 9.5
Caitlin blinked. "Wait..." Then, she hesitated. "Um...you wanna talk or something? We could get some food and just...hang out." She shrugged. "Up to you."
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Post by MAMMON on Oct 28, 2009 8:47:18 GMT 9.5
Mammon smiled. "You know, I think I'd like that. Name's Marion, by the way. Marion Schmidt." He looked at her, thinking her jacket was zipped up a bit too high. Using his telekinesis, the zipper unzipped just a little.
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Post by Caitlin Moore on Oct 28, 2009 12:41:57 GMT 9.5
Caitlin returned the smile, and answered, "My name's Caitlin. Caitlin Moore." She leaned forward to get comfortable, not even noticing the zipper going down for the moment, revealing a bit more than she wanted "You know, I haven't seen you here before. Did you move to town?"
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Post by MAMMON on Oct 28, 2009 12:46:28 GMT 9.5
He grinned wider, she didn't even seem to notice. "Nice to meet you. No, I've been here quite some time now. I just don't come around these places much. But, after tonight, I'm starting to think I probably should." He winked.
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Post by Caitlin Moore on Oct 28, 2009 13:19:53 GMT 9.5
Caitlin smiled. "You should. You could visit more often. We could get to know each other a little better, you know?" Then she felt a cool breeze on her chest, and she looked down. "Oh, geez. I'm so sorry about that..." She zipped the jacket again.
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Post by MAMMON on Oct 28, 2009 13:25:41 GMT 9.5
"No worries," he reassured. "And I'd be glad to. I'd love to get to know you better." He flashed a grin as she zipped her jacket back up. A few seconds later, he mentally pushed it back down again. "Uh...I think you're zipper's broken...."
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Post by Caitlin Moore on Oct 28, 2009 13:37:06 GMT 9.5
Caitlin looked down again and groaned. "Maaan, there goes a perfectly good jacket right in the trash....worth 40 bucks too..." She zipped it back up once again. "I'll throw it away later. It's cold.Gosh, this is embarrassing. I'm sorry you have to deal with this."
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Post by MAMMON on Oct 28, 2009 13:41:44 GMT 9.5
He smiled and shook his head. "No, it's okay. And you don't have to throw it away. I can fix it. Well...I can make it hold temporarily here, but we can go to my place, it's not that far, and I can make it so it'll never do that again." He looked at her, wondering if she'd buy it or not. God, he sure hoped so...
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Post by Caitlin Moore on Oct 28, 2009 13:48:36 GMT 9.5
Caitlin stared at him for a moment. "Really? You'd do that? Well...okay. Here, let me take it off first." She unzipped her jacket, and slipped it off her shoulders slowly. She grabbed one sleeve behind her using her other hand and did the same for the other, pushing her chest forward a bit. Finally getting it off, she handed it to him. "Here you go."
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Post by MAMMON on Oct 28, 2009 13:52:12 GMT 9.5
He took the jacket, fumbling with the zipper for a few minutes. He cast a glance at her every now and then. He handed it back. "That should hold for a little while, but like I said, I can do a more permanent job at my place. I have tools and stuff for this sort of thing. It's not that far to walk, really. You know, if you want."
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Post by Caitlin Moore on Oct 28, 2009 14:03:29 GMT 9.5
Caitlin waited a few moments while he fumbled with the zipper. After a few moments, he had handed it back to her. She smiled. "Great! So, you ready to go?Unless. you don't want me there..."
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