Angel || Warren Worthington || Archangel (
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capeandcowllogs2009-08-23 12:13 am
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Dance The Night Away
WHO: Dazzler and Archangel.
WHERE: Downtown at a nightclub.
WHEN: Directly following Booster's Post.
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: Warren went and watched Alison's show and they have a talk about it after.
FORMAT: Para then Quicklog.
The show had gone on for a few hours, and somehow Warren managed to survive it. The club they played in was rundown and shoddy, and the patrons matched the look exactly. A lot of the women were middle aged and sporting leather tops, tiny mini skirts, teased hair, and lipstick so red it put the strobes to shame. The men were no better, only they were more pushy and angry drunks. Warren didn't ever step foot in places like those, and it was difficult to not be rude and grumpy about it.
Despite the cougars hitting on him and the men throwing nasty curses at him and shoving him every time he walked by, Warren managed to keep his cool long enough to watch the entire show. Booster Gold and his little get-up was obnoxious as hell, but he enjoyed Alison. She looked and sounded beautiful and he was proud of her; she looked so happy up there and no matter how gross the place was, that very fact stood out.
The pair were just tidying their equipment off the stage when Warren found himself in the company of two trashy women again. "Hello again, ladies."
They just giggled, and asked if he was interested in buying them some drinks.
How typical.
WHERE: Downtown at a nightclub.
WHEN: Directly following Booster's Post.
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: Warren went and watched Alison's show and they have a talk about it after.
FORMAT: Para then Quicklog.
The show had gone on for a few hours, and somehow Warren managed to survive it. The club they played in was rundown and shoddy, and the patrons matched the look exactly. A lot of the women were middle aged and sporting leather tops, tiny mini skirts, teased hair, and lipstick so red it put the strobes to shame. The men were no better, only they were more pushy and angry drunks. Warren didn't ever step foot in places like those, and it was difficult to not be rude and grumpy about it.
Despite the cougars hitting on him and the men throwing nasty curses at him and shoving him every time he walked by, Warren managed to keep his cool long enough to watch the entire show. Booster Gold and his little get-up was obnoxious as hell, but he enjoyed Alison. She looked and sounded beautiful and he was proud of her; she looked so happy up there and no matter how gross the place was, that very fact stood out.
The pair were just tidying their equipment off the stage when Warren found himself in the company of two trashy women again. "Hello again, ladies."
They just giggled, and asked if he was interested in buying them some drinks.
How typical.
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[She smiles, but frowns when she remembers the crap still on her face. Ewww.]
Yeah. I need to wash this off! Hold on a second.
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Go ahead. I'll be out here.
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Much better.
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You want a shirt or something to wear?
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Okay.
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There you go. Is that okay?
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[She kisses him on the cheek as she takes it from him, going back to the bathroom to change. This feels kind of weird, but she thinks she's okay. She folds up her costume neatly and sets it on the floor when she emerges. Alison walks back up to him, arms behind her back as she smiles a little.]
I think it fits.
[Playful at youuu]
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Definitely the new look of the season.
[He holds out his hand to her]
Looks good.
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I try.
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Not like you have to try hard.
[Kiss on the cheeeeek]
You really did look amazing tonight. If you guys keep at it, I bet you'll be playing bigger clubs in no time.
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[She grins at him. Yes, she's feeling a lot better than earlier.]
And you'll like those better.
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[NOT JEALOUS.]
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Yeah and some wanted to try and toss me around for no other reason than because my jacket was nicer than theirs.
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[Smirkingggg.]
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I did! I didn't punch a single person. But like hell am I even drinking out of those glasses though. They probably don't even own a dishwasher in that place.
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That wouldn't be so bad.
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[YOU'LL JUST HAVE TO DEAL WITH BOOSTER]
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Just you, huh? That offer's a little too tempting to turn down.
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Then you should take it up.
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[Smiles]
So we've got all this settled then, hm?
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Yep!
[AND IT KEEPS YOU AWAY FROM LOOSE WOMEN UGH.]
But you still have to behave~
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