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[darknstormy]

Seth Gecko (28) I'm not here to wax poetic. I've done some very messed up things in my life. I'll be the first to admit that. But I'm not your enemy, and I'm not your friend. I'm simply here for what's mine.

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So what is yours?

[darknstormy]

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At least buy a man a drink first before you ask to hear his secrets, Doll Face. ;^)

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Deal. What are you doing right now?

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U dont waste time, do u? Im shoppin. U?

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I take it slow when it matters.

I just woke up. Cause I work nights, not because I'm lazy.

[darknstormy]

Good answer!
I dont work nights. Ive been up maybe an hour. ...Im just lazy. ;^)

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I can't blame you, this place feels like one long vacation.

[darknstormy]

That's one way of looking at it. I keep thinking someone's gonna show up & ask me 2 choose between the red pill & blue pill

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[ sorry, Seth, your clever pop culture references mean basically nothing to her. she's just gonna make a joke. ]

if it's pills you want I can probably find you a good hook up ;)

[darknstormy]

[ So many changes to get used to in Eudio. Her joke made him none the wiser at not catching his reference. ]

Is that right? Ill take a pass 4 now on the pills. What about drinks? Always welcome a bar w/connections. :)

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It's your lucky day because I'm the best cocktail waitress in the whole city. but it's a little early for a nightclub and I know a good place that's a little less loud.

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Do they have Old Fashioneds?

[ Why worry about actual sustenance when there's a favorite drink to be had? ]

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they do! [ she texts him the address of a bar by her apartment. ] Take a break from your shopping and grab a drink with me?

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Sounds good. [ Address received. ] I can b there in 20

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Perfect. I'll be the pretty blonde with the nice legs.

[ Cashmere beats him there, though not by much. it's enough time to order them a round of drinks and snag a good table in the corner of the bar. she waves him over when he arrives at the bar. ]

I ordered you an Old-Fashioned.

[darknstormy]

[ She was confident to say the least. With a smirk, he headed out to the address given. It took a few extra minutes than he calculated but she didn't appear to mind. Seth slid into the seat across from her. ]

I'm much obliged, Doll Face. Let's see if you ordered it how I like them.

[ There was a challenge in his closed lip grin, giving him something of an impish smirk. ]

[64th]

[ she returned the smirk with a tilt of her head. ] Well, I'm not psychic but I am kind of lucky.

What were you shopping for?

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Aren't you nosy.

[ Seth chuckled, unconsciously pushing up the sleeves of his henley already bunched at his forearms. The black flames of his tattoo on his right arm peeked out of both sleeve and neckline. He wore pants, not jeans with shoes that weren't dressy but neither were they loafers or sneakers.

He gave a glance around the place then brought his gaze back to the blonde. ]

A gift for a friend from home that I met here.

[ His answer was simple and easy though he felt anything but inside. ]

So you're a cocktail waitress? Somethin' tells me you make a killing at it.

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I am nosy. [ she lit up at the little fact he dropped, and if they knew each other better it would be the right time to tease him. a friiiiend? but she let the moment go and smiled cheekily instead. ]

Even on a bad night - a good memory and a little flirtation will get you pretty far. [ she laughed. ] Or a lot of flirtation.

[ Cashmere eyed his tattoo, curious about what significance it must have to take up so much real estate across his skin. ] What'd you do at home?

[darknstormy]

[ Nosy but honest. He couldn't be mad at her. She wasn't hard on the eyes either, hence his remark about her doing well as a waitress. ]

I bet.

[ The quip came with a subdued smirk.

And then she was back to being nosy. His smirk grew. Her curiosity was amusing for the time being, not pushy or invasive. ]

Well, before arriving here, I was with a band of misfits, attempting to send the queen of Hell back where she came from. Before that, I was a professional thief.

You?

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[ his answer was far more interesting that she was expecting, and she raised an eyebrow. yep, there would be follow up questions to that one. ]

Busy man. [ it seemed like he'd been fairly honest with her, so she offered her own bit of honesty. ] Former gladiator turned professional companion and gladiator-trainer.

[darknstormy]

Well, hell.

[ He wasn't expecting that answer. The idea of an escort who was a gladiator brought a certain vampire goddess to mind which wasn't a thought Seth wanted to entertain at the moment. ]

Afraid of you. [ More than a smirk, less than a smile. ] How long have you been here?

[ His drink arrived to which Seth glanced up briefly for eye contact and a slight nod as his only word of thanks to the server. He brought his gaze back to the blonde across him before taking a sip. Teasingly, he scrunched his face enough for his lower lip to protrude slightly and nodded to give approval over the old fashioned. ]

[64th]

[ no one really expected an answer like the one she gave, Cashmere knew that. not that his answer was any less surprising - Queen of Hell? that had to be a handful. ]

My bark's worst than my bite these days, and even that's not so bad. [ Panem-Cashmere might not even recognize Eudio-Cashmere. she's changed a lot but it'd be lying to say she didn't appreciate striking a little fear in people now and then. ]

It'll be two years here in a couple months. Eudio's my home now.

[ his nod was met with a wink. ]

But I bet you've got something important to get home to, eventually?

[darknstormy]

[ Cashmere had an honest vibe to her. Other than Kate (and if pressed, Seth would have to give Kisa credit too), he wasn't used to anyone being upfront. Always a con to play. Not much to gain from telling someone you went from being a fighter to call girl to a trainer to a cocktail waitress.

She had to get enough dates or 'cuddles' from her looks alone where the story wasn't necessary. Her personality wasn't exactly tame either. If he were honest, Cashmere was slightly intimidating. Seth had his share of forward women. At most, they were a fling. He wouldn't stick around with anyone that felt threatening. ]

Two years? [ He repeated, the surprise obvious on his face and tone. ] Did you at least get what you came here for?

[ Seth took another pull from his drink, savoring it just a little before answering her question. ]

Something like that. It's why everyone but the natives are here, right?

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[ she's got to remember to lead with that part of the story. ]

Yeah, I did. It's been a while a since I finished. When the time came I wasn't ready to go home. After a while I realized this was starting to feel a lot like home. [ she sips at her own drink. ] I asked about it and they said there's always a few people who stay.

It's been really good for me here. [ she paused, turning the conversation back towards him ] Are you here because of the queen of hell?