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Post by Charlie on Jan 31, 2009 18:05:36 GMT -5
The salty air did seem to help her a little bit as she walked the cobbled street towards her destination. She had just come from visiting her father who was tying up ship at the shipyard. She wanted to talk with him after the day she’d had up at the hospital. She knew she wasn’t supposed to get attached to the people there at the hospital, knew better than that, but she inevitably most always did. Talking to her father seemed to help a little bit, but now, she just wanted to drink her pain away.
Her blonde locks were tied back in a ponytail this evening, she hadn’t felt much like doing anything else with it. She wore a simple dress that hung down just above her knees, exposing her long legs. The top of the dress was somewhat provocative, being open in the back and with a less than modest neck line that was perfectly torn from the top headed left, showing the skin between her breasts just enough to tease anyone who wanted to look. The sides of her dress were torn in the same sort of manner, open at her hips just enough to show the curves where her thigh met her hip and on back to show the side of her ass, though fitting tightly enough that it didn’t slide and left the remainder of her body a mystery to all. This was not something she would normally wear, though at times, like tonight, she wasn’t exactly her usual self. All of this, of course was hidden at this point by her long black cloak, she wasn’t about to allow her father to notice her manner of dress after all, and as far as walking from the docks to the bar was concerned, probably wouldn’t have been the best of ideas to advertise what was under the cloak.
Her black leather heals clicked rhythmically as she walked now up the steps to the bar and opened the door. She paused for a moment and then went straight to the bar, sat down on an empty stool and got the bartenders attention.
“A shot of your strongest whisky with an Ale chaser please.” She stated, putting the coins on the counter before the drinks had even gotten to her. She was ready to drink, and was going to start it out fast and right.
The moment the drinks were handed to her, the coins taken, no change needed, she would be tipping all night, “She raised the shot glass and downed it, settled it on the bar before her then picked up the mug of ale and did the same. “Keep them coming, I’ll be over here…” She stated as she lay, this time a few gold coins, on the bar and slid them across the bar as she turned and walked to a table with her new drinks in hand. Once there, she downed the new shot, set the ale on top the table and took her cloak off, draping it neatly over the back of the chair she now seated herself upon, crossing one long leg over the next as she emptied her ale. It wasn’t long after she had, the server refreshed her and she continued.
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Post by Odin on Jan 31, 2009 18:58:08 GMT -5
The sun had only recently set and the masses of bar goers had not yet flooded in to the Odyssey. Odin was there already though just as he was many nights. He was a regular at all the popular bars and night clubs in the city. He liked to frequent the party centers in all sectors of town because they each offered different styles. The Odyssey in pier side was an older, slummier type of place than the higher class places like the Sky High down town. It was a place where the gruffer, less sophisticated people frequented, such as sailors and labor workers. It was a place where people simply went to drink and have a good time without being judged.
Odin was dressed as he regularly was, all in black. His shirt was a tight black muscle shirt and even the sheath and the hilt of his sword were black and strapped to the outside of his black pants. He was at one end of the bar playing darts and laughing as he rambled on with a few other men. It was his turn to shoot but he was looking away from the board at the scintillating blonde woman as she revealed her sultry dress from under the cloak.
The other men started making snide remarks about the woman and one gave Odin a shove. They all were discussing the profane things they would like to imagine with that beautiful woman, but Odin never looked back at them and didn’t add anything to their rude conversation. He simply stared at the dazzling woman in black sitting alone. She seemed to obviously outclass the Odyssey, but she must have known where she was. One man got fed up with waiting even with the scene, and gave Odin another shove, telling him to take his shot. Odin took a very brief glance and threw his dart. He missed the board but the dart struck exactly where he targeted. The other men had left their drinks on the ledge and Odin’s dart knocked them all onto the ground. While they all stood in discontent and murmured and yelled at Odin, he wandered away from the group and approached the woman’s table.
The men shouted at him, and then laughed loudly as he got closer to his destination. Odin walked right up to the table where the beautiful blonde woman sat and drew him self a chair to sit. “Do you mind?” he asked with a coy smile as he sat backwards on the chair and motioned his hand toward the seat.
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Post by Charlie on Jan 31, 2009 19:21:01 GMT -5
Charlie’s eyes watched the manner in which the men in the bar looked at her, the hunger and desire in their eyes, she knew she’d get that reaction and so it didn’t bother her one bit. She watched as they pushed this rather attractive male her way and was happy that he’d decided to take their challenge and come over, though, she wouldn’t let on that she was, of course.
She was in the middle of taking her third shot when the darkly clad stranger sat down in his chair, and her gaze fell on him, it wasn’t until the shot glass had been settled on the table before her that she said a word.
“Seeing as how you have already made your seat, I can’t see any reason why not.” She stated as she took up her tankard of ale and downed that too, settling it next to the now emptied shot. This of course set in motion the serving girl who was ready with another round and after the drinks were settled and the next shot already to her lightly painted lips, money being exchanged with her free hand, she finished off the shot, set it on the table and then looked at her present company.
“They seem to be waiting for you to do something.” She stated in fact, her emerald gaze moving slightly behind him and then back again as she leaned back in her chair and sat up straight, tankard in hand, taking, this time, a slow sip from its content.
She was honestly happy for some company, this is what she’d come here for, the upper-class people of the Sky High not what she preferred this night. She wanted something, though she wasn’t sure what as of yet, but she knew, somehow, this man would provide at least a good flirting partner for her night. Of course, this all could have been the alcohol talking, but by this point, she didn’t care.
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Post by Odin on Jan 31, 2009 19:56:48 GMT -5
“I tend to put lots of faith in hope.” Odin replied with a smirk. “Most people say I’m presumptuous but I like to call it ambition.”
Odin waved the serving girl back over for more drinks as he stared at the inspiring image of a woman in front of him. “My name is Odin, by the way.” He said without breaking his gaze. “Those guys are jerks.” He added in a low voice with a sly grin as an idea struck him. while the serving lady stood between the pair and the other men, Odin leaned forward towards the object of his attention appearing as if he was about to connect with her. Instead of trying to kiss her though, he reached one arm under the table and one arm over it, dropping two of the empty shot glasses into his left hand and grabbing the other in his right. While he did this though, Odin did pass suggestively close to the beautiful woman’s face; so much so that she would invariably have felt his breath on the side of her neck as he spoke. “Watch out Leia.” He said to the serving girl in a low voice.
“You’re paying though.” The girl told him quietly. She placed four more shots onto the table and two more flasks of ale, then stepped forward passed the seated woman. As soon as Leia was out of the way, the first shot glass hurtled through the air before the other men could see what Odin was doing. The second and third shot glasses followed within a second, one of them striking the man who shoved Odin, quite hard in the head, and the two others striking a couple of the jeering men in the chest.
“You look fantastic.” Odin said, redirecting his attention to the stunning woman in front of him while the men across the bar cursed and checked their sores. “It seems obvious, but I thought I should tell you anyways.” He took one shot, and then picked up one flask and took a sip while pushing the other two shots down the table towards the woman. As he set his flask down, Odin then pushed the second flask as well, down to the table towards her.
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Post by Charlie on Jan 31, 2009 20:21:18 GMT -5
Charlie watched him, the way he moved the little smirks he gave, this man was trouble, and she would have walked away then, had she not been so buzzed already and in the mood for just that. When he brushed past her cheek, she did indeed feel his breath on her skin and she took a deep breath to steady the all too familiar tingling feel that would otherwise result in a quiet outward sigh, though her eyes did close for a second before she fully recovered.
After his little display, Charlie laughed, nearly spitting her aile out as she did. “That was great.” She said with a full smile on her face, her eyes not leaving his. She simply didn’t have the strength to look away again at this moment. It wasn’t until he had pushed the remaining drinks her way that the smile left to be replaced by a grin of her own.
“Thanks.” She said simply, downing the tankard in her hand, settling it on the table and then taking up one of the shot glasses and holding it toward him, she gave a little giggle with a nod and downed it too, replacing an empty shot with a tankard of ale once more.
‘If I didn’t’ know better, I’d think you were trying to get me drunk Odin…” She said and then with a little tilt of her head to the left winked at him. “Well, I really don’t know you, so I guess I really DON”T know any better.” She laughed and then took a long draw from the container.
Once she’d taken down the chaser, she settled the half full tankard on the table and took up the next shot in her hand and then paused. “Wanna see something.” She stated with a very flirtatious grin, her emerald eyes holding his gaze steadily the entire time.
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Post by Odin on Jan 31, 2009 20:40:29 GMT -5
Odin lifted his tankard and drank several long gulps, emptying it before setting it back down on the table. “I would love to see something.” He replied with a smile, not certain what she was offering.
He took his second shot, lifting it towards her first in much the manner that she lifted hers to him. He followed that immediately with another long draw from his second tankard, then set that down as well. “I am trying to get you drunk actually.” Odin told her bluntly as he raised his hand in the air to wave Leia over once again. She would bring the same order as last time; she knew Odin well enough. “But that seemed to be your plan from the get go, so I’m really just helping you do what you want.”
There was rarely if ever any need for Odin to hide his intentions. He always felt he had good enough reasons to do what he did, or if he didn’t, he felt that he didn’t need a reason and was perfectly justified doing it in the first place. “I would like your name though, drunk or not.” he added finally, smiling at her again.
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Post by Charlie on Jan 31, 2009 21:02:01 GMT -5
Charlie smiled at his admission; it was refreshing to hear the truth come out of a man’s mouth when it came to such things as this. Normally it would have been the usual.. ”Oh, no, now why would I want that..” or the like.
“Oh!” She exclaimed and then offered him a slight smile. “Charlie.” She stated. “I fear that little trick of yours distracted me from my reply, I do hope you weren’t TOO offended.” She returned and then smiled again. “Right, so that done…”
Charlie, keeping her eyes on him the entire time then stood up, her long legs uncrossing themselves as they pushed her chair back only slightly just before she moved backwards those long legs now straddling the chair as she stood forcing her back to arch slightly and chest to be drawn forward. The entire time, she continued to keep eye contact with Odin, not paying attention to the bar as it began to buzz quieter, eyes beginning to make their way to what this woman was up to. She then took the shot glass and after placing it snuggly and safely between her breasts, she leaned forward, her legs still straddling the chair giving those behind her quite a nice view and Odin, one as well. She placed both hands on top of the table and then her smile widened just before she licked her lips, slowly, top teeth scraping the surface of her bottom lip as her mouth opened and she dipped her head down, placing her mouth around the top of the shot glass and then, jerked her head back, hands still planted firmly on the table and let the whisky slide down her throat. Still leaning forward, she took the glass from her mouth, licked her lips once more, though she hadn’t lost a single drop in her shot, and placed it on the table before standing once more.
She stood straddling the chair for a few seconds before stepping forward once again to the cheers and applause, among some very rude, though deservingly so, remarks that she totally ignored, her eyes still on target, and sat back down, moving her chair inward slightly with one foot as she did, returning her legs, one crossed over the next.
She of course, then reached for and took up her other tankard and took a long swig before settling it on the table once more.
“Ta-da.” She said with a sort of half laugh half giggle.
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Post by Odin on Jan 31, 2009 22:01:13 GMT -5
Odin continued to smile as Charlie told him her name, and then grew quite curious as to what it was that she was doing. The sight of it, whatever it was, was quite nice to say the least. As Charlie moved along with her maneuver, Odin started again to smile, quite widely in fact as she leaned over towards him. it did provide a magnificent view, as the woman clearly had a remarkable body. He openly stared into her chest as she did this, and he made no attempt to conceal the fact.
“That was quite a maneuver.” Odin said with a pleased grin. “I enjoyed it quite a lot.” He took another several long draws from his flask of ale and then lowered it, though did not put it down. the men across the bar were still talking about Charlie and they were still being quite rude. Odin did not feel as though their manners were justified enough to carry on with, but for the moment he did nothing but cast stern glares in their direction. He had in good mind to go rough them up a little, but decided to be more civil himself and maintain the company of the sultry woman in front of him.
“Would you like any more drinks?” Odin asked her, “Or will what’s here be enough?” she still had one more flask and one more shot on the table and she had already had a lot. The choice was obviously hers to drink more or not, and Odin would continue to buy her as many drinks as she wanted. He glared over at the men again as they still continued on about Charlie, and he glanced about the room for a second as he considered something. behind him at the bar counter, Leia saw Odin glancing about and knew he was plotting another troublesome move, but did nothing but shake her head about it.
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Post by Charlie on Jan 31, 2009 22:24:49 GMT -5
Charlie laughed slightly at his question. She’d already had more than what was good for her, and she knew that, well, she sort of knew that anyway. The fuzz in her mind made it difficult to think clearly but she shook her head no. “Naw, I think this will do nicely, thanks you f’ asking though.” She smiled at him. She never was one to try and correct herself when she drunk spoke, it would come out the way it came out and that was that.
She then finished off the one she had in hand and picked up the next shot and held it once more towards Odin. “To a fun night.” She said and then slammed it, settling the shot glass upside down on the table, indicating that was the end of the shots for her, she did however, wave the waitress over and waved her down so she could whisper something in her ear. Whatever it was put a smile on the other girls’ lips and she cast Odin a grin before walking back to the bar.
She didn’t know Odin so well as the barmaid did but she did notice the way he was looking around. She didn’t try to take any thoughts to mind for it, just noticed was all.
“Thanks.” She said with a tip of her head and a little smile. “I wasn’t even sure I could pull it off, to tell the truth, been drinking a lot tonight, and don’t usually get the chance to do these things.” She continued, her eyes running over Odin’s face as she spoke and coming to rest on his own. “You have very brilliantly colored eyes, you know?” She stated in a form of a question. She smiled again just before taking up her tankard and sipping from it. “I’m glad you liked my trick.” She then moved backwards in the conversation just as Leia brought over an amber colored shot, a shaker of salt and a slice of Lemmon settled on a small plate and set them in front of Charlie.
Charlie handed the girl a gold coin from her bag and even though Leia tried to say no to the obviously huge tip she would take from that, Charlie would have none of it. “Take it, you’ve been great, you deserve it.” She stated in fact.
Charlie looked up from the shot in front of her and then at Odin, a devilish smile pasted on her lips. “Oh, this isn’t for me.” She stated. “Ever done a body shot?” She asked.
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Post by Odin on Jan 31, 2009 22:48:38 GMT -5
Odin drank the last of his ale as Leia walked away from Charlie with a smile from whatever was whispered. Something had to be up with that but Odin didn’t know what it was. He placed his empty tankard on the table among all the other empties. He cast another few glares at the men in across the bar as they continued to test his patience. It was lucky for them Odin liked the women who were there and didn’t want to cross any lines in their presence.
By the time Leia returned with the shot, Odin was grinning widely. He recognized the shot and was pleased to see it arrive at the request of that scintillating woman with whom he was spending the night flirting. “I love body shots.” Odin replied to Charlie’s question and looked her body over a couple times in an obvious manner.
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Post by Charlie on Jan 31, 2009 23:08:14 GMT -5
Charlie smiled a fun little smile as she then stood up and took a couple steps to the side before moving towards Odin those few steps it took to stand before him. She looked down at him as he sat there, that happy grin spread on his face. She then reached behind her, her hand moving to first, the plate with the lemon and slid it over in front of Odin, then the salt and then, the shot which she placed directly in front of him.
She wasn’t kidding, this shot was his, and she had no intensions of drinking it, she wanted him, to body shot off of her and not the other way around. Of course, had he wanted it the other way around, she wouldn’t object afterwards.
“Oh no, I believe you misunderstood me…” She paused and then lifting her booted foot, placed her foot between his legs and on his chair, sliding him backwards slightly before returning her foot to the ground again. “This one is for you.” She stated once more, this time there was no smile only a very suggestive look.
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Post by Odin on Jan 31, 2009 23:42:27 GMT -5
Odin continued to stare at Charlie as she stood and moved forward. He hadn’t misunderstood, simply had been staring happily at the woman he was to shoot off of. He never looked down at Charlie’s foot as it sat between his legs, but he did take the chance to look at the inner side of her leg.
He stood up then, putting himself very close in front of Charlie. Looking her in the eyes first, Odin placed his left hand on Charlie’s waist and ran it up along her side and stopped on the back of her shoulder as he leaned his head in towards her shoulder where he kissed, and then licked the side of her neck just above the collar bone. Picking up the salt with his other hand, Odin moved his lips up the side of Charlie’s neck while shaking the salt onto her. Keeping his hand on the back of Charlie’s shoulder, his arm passing under hers, Odin slowly leaned his head back while moving the lemon to her mouth and leaving it there. Then, with an even bigger grin than before, Odin picked up the shot and placed it between Charlie’s breasts, and after a brief pause wherein which he looked Charlie in the eyes, pushed the shot deeper into her chest never moving his eyes from hers.
Odin then started to kneel, moving his lips towards Charlie’s breasts. Keeping his left hand where it was, he placed his right hand on her waist and gripped firmly with both his hands as he dug his lips between her breasts and licked her chest on the way down. finally reaching the shot, he took it and dropped the empty glass on the floor and licked the salt from her neck, then kissed her on the same spot. He then moved up to Charlie’s lips where he bit and drank the lemon without ripping it from her, then pulled it into his mouth with his tongue and left his lips on hers.
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Post by Charlie on Feb 1, 2009 0:33:30 GMT -5
This was not Charlie, not her at all, as a matter of fact, she’d never done anything this daring before, let alone would have thought to allow something like this with a stranger. She had seen her fiends do body shots with their ‘other halves’ but had never had the extreme pleasure herself and so, had no idea what to expect.
When he stood and moved himself close to her, she kept a strong and poised seductive look in her eyes, daring him, something that she obviously had not needed to do. He then placed his hand on her bare back, his touch sending immediate chills through her entire body as he moved that hand along her skin and up to rest at the back of her shoulder. His lips touching her in the manner that they had, made her take in a deep breath, though she did not hold it. She tilted her head to the side as his hot tongue ran across her neck, her eyes half closed by now, her heart beginning to beat just that much faster; she hadn’t even realized he had applied the salt at all. She watched him place the lemon between her lips and then came the shot. As he placed it between her breast, she looked at him looking her in the eyes and though she tried to hide her pleasurable anticipation by giving him that strong, seductive stare back, her racing heart gave her away instantly as he pushed it beeper in between her breasts. His move, however on her chest was enough to allow for her to loose her steady composure and had he not been holding her tightly, her knees may have given out on her, though a small sigh did escape from behind the lemon poised between her lips.
The shot came out from between her breasts, she shuddered slightly in his hands, his tongue and then lips on her skin as he took the salt from her body and then the lemon, she looked him in the eyes as he held his lips to her, she did not move, her heart raced and she then swallowed hard as her lips parted slightly as if she wanted to say something but couldn’t. Another moment passed, and he was still holding her close to him and she resisted, very weakly against kissing him.
“Wow…” she managed softly.
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Post by Odin on Feb 1, 2009 1:06:41 GMT -5
Odin stayed close to Charlie, breathing on her lips as she drew back and enunciated. His right hand stayed over her waist and his left hand then ran down her back to also sit on her waist just above her ass as he finally started to lean his head back.
Other people had gradually been moving into the bar since the time the two had first started talking, and many of them had paid some attention to them as they had created quite a scene. The original few men who had been there jeering them the whole time were still doing so, in fact it had gotten worse. After the body shot, one of the men loudly proclaimed Charlie to be a recycled inner city slut. This was the end.
Odin spun around knocking over his chair behind him and catching it in his left foot as he stepped his right foot up onto a chair of the next table. This was intentional. He lifted his left foot onto the empty table and with it the chair caught on his ankle and caught the stepping chair on his right foot. Then, spinning a little bit with his left foot on the table, he kicked his right foot out and hurdled the chair at the men with great force and then with his right foot landing on the table and tipping it forward towards them, he did the same with the chair caught in his left foot. The men dodged the first chair which hit the wall directly behind them and shattered into pieces which hit them. By the time the second chair reached them, they were crouching and unable to dodge. It struck one man in the face. This was a weaker shot, and Odin was actually lucky to have struck the man but what worked, worked. By that time Odin was already on the next empty table with another chair hooked on his right foot. “Get out!” he yelled at them. “Get out now or I’ll stop fucking around.”
He usually would not have warned them before striking to kill, but in the presence of Charlie and Leia, he was trying not to go that far. The men took his warning and moved out the back door of the bar, the one holding his face.
After watching the men leave, Odin set the chair back down and climbed off the table. He picked the other table up and put it back in place on his way back to Charlie’s side. “I’m so sorry about that.” He said shaking his head. “They were uncalled for.” He concluded and then looked to Leia who had made her way over to them by then. “I’m really sorry Leia,” he started with a frown, “but I couldn’t stand those guys. Charlie didn’t deserve that. I’ll replace the chairs.”
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Post by Charlie on Feb 1, 2009 1:49:49 GMT -5
Charlie gasped at his first move, taking a step backwards, her eyes watching him in astonishment. She had not expected this at all and began suddenly to feel bad for being so bad. She was just having fun and honestly, didn’t care what others thought, she knew who she was and was quite secure in that fact, but this was amazing to see, at the vary least. Her first, uh fight? These sorts of things never happened uptown, there were bouncers that would nip it in the bud before anything got that far. She had a thought cross her drunken mind at that point and she smiled, actually smile as the chair splintered against the wall the pieces of wood striking the overly boisterous men from behind as she watched Odin so gracefully huck the next one at them she actually might have let out a small little laugh in way of cheering him on. When he growled at them to get out, a shiver ran down her spine, she knew he meant it, she could actually feel his anger from way over here where she stood, and she thought she might have actually liked it, a lot. Suddenly, it dawned on her that she found his attack on the men sexy, oh so very hot in fact.
By the time he came back over, Charlie had already picked up her last tankard of ale and was sipping on it, her eyes sparkling with something that wasn’t joy, certainly not, she usually looked way down on violence, though tonight ti would seem she would find herself looking at the man before her, apologizing for his behavior with a great amount of lust.
“Thanks” Charlie said quietly, still trying to sort out her fuzzy thoughts but her alcohol soaked brain wouldn’t let her do anything about it. “No, it’s my fault really.” She added when he stated he’d pay for the chair. “Let me..” She said, reaching for her bag. “Honestly, if I hadn’t been so forward…” She left it hanging, her eyes now moving down to her bag of coins, suddenly finding it very hard to open, her fingers shaking slightly.
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