natie
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Post by natie on Sept 14, 2009 20:43:54 GMT -5
Natalie leaned against the wall to the restraunts kitchen with a sigh, a bead of sweat rolling down her forehead to trail down her cheek and chin, dissapearing under the neck of her uniform.
It was hot as hell in here, but at least she could escape if only for a few minutes from the hell of the dining room beyond.
It was a saturday night, which meant the place was crowded. And all of Natalies instincts screamed frustration and escape.
She longed for the end of her midnight shift, to step out into the chilly streets beyond the restraunt doors and roam the always lit up city.
Since comming to Cyanide City, she had found herself quite pleased. Everywhere else her father had taken her had been quiet, and had more of a country feel to it. But here the streets were lined with people and always booming in abundance. And when night fell Natalie had discovered not only the beauty of the place, but the relaxing atmosphere to be everything she had wished for.
This place was perfect for her, she was like a ghost walking amoung the crowd, everyone too busy in they're own little world to notice someone like her; even if she did mysteriously sprout a tail or ears.
Natalie knew all along that it wasn't the city life that her father had seeked though, she knew it was The Agency. They had called him to the city for a reason, most likely a job; and though Natalie hated the thought of it, she was still glad that she had been given the chance to walk along these streets and take in they're beauty.
"Natalie, get your ass out here! Table four's got a order they need up now!"
Pushing against the wall with a sigh Natalie gave up her few moments of bliss and walked back out into the busy crowded restraunt dinning area.
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Post by Milk on Sept 14, 2009 21:50:55 GMT -5
Vexelle- Vex- sauntered into the restaurant slowly. He liked going in slow- it gave the human females more time to notice him. Smirking cockily to himself, he waited patiently behind a family to get a table. His cold blue eyes flickered from each face, looking around cautiously for any familiar faces. Seeing none, he turned to his other senses.
Hum...There is a mutt in this place, he thought, smoothing his bed-head back. He had just woken from his first night of sleep an hour ago. Feeling hungered, he'd thrown on some jeans, and a black long-sleeved shirt. Closing his eyes, he inhaled the mixed scent deeply, trying to figure the mix out. A...lynx? Bossman will like that...Oh! He let out a purr of pleasure. A female.
Licking his lips, he moved up in line and requested a table, using a little more suggestive undertone in his voice than necessary to make the hostess stutter. Humans- so manipulatable.
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natie
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Post by natie on Sept 14, 2009 22:07:06 GMT -5
Natalie grabbed the tray of food, feeling her mouth water when she took in the scent of grilled salmon. Biting her full bottom lip she forced her gaze not to roam to the tray of food less she take a grab at the scromptious meat and pop some into her mouth.
Straightening her back to near pain she kept her gaze on table four, withholding a moan when she saw the mens lustful stares take in her apperance.
She really wasn't in the mood for cat calls or ass grabs tonight, in fact, for some reason a strange sturring had started in her gut just minutes ago, an achy feeling pulling at her loins in a way that made her breathless and antsy.
Trying to ignore the strange sensation she approached the table wearly, setting the dishes down before the men.
The one nearest her, a georgous pale haired blue eyed god winked at her, his hand brushing hers and she set his plate before him.
Trying not to hiss at the contact Natalie pulled her hand back as fast as she could without causing a sceene, feeling the nails on her fingers expand in warning.
"Is there anything else I could get you gentlemen?"
"Well sweatheart, you could tell us when your shift ends. How about a night on the town?" Asked the blonde god with a wink.
Natalie forced herself not to roll her eyes and faked a smile. "Sorry guys, I'm on double shifts tonight, maybe some other time?" Without giving them time to reply she turned and hurried from the table, her gaze unconciously drifting to a table to the left.
She took one look at the man sitting there and inhaled deep, her eyes closing against they're own accord.
She smelled cat.
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Post by Milk on Sept 14, 2009 22:18:33 GMT -5
He looked up and smirked to himself before settling down. His eyes roamed the menu- the one in front of him and of course menu being a poorly suggestive word for her body- before deciding on the salmon and a wine. Vex looked up at her, curiousity in his eyes. "So...Natalie, how is your evening?" he inquired softly as he handed her his menu, smiling softly at her. He lifted his hand and settled his chin there, watching her curiously while imagining things to himself.
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natie
Hardcore...xxx
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Post by natie on Sept 14, 2009 22:25:53 GMT -5
Natalie narrowed her eyes instantly, her mouth forming a frown.
"Do I know you?" She asked, her gaze roaming over his face; trying to place him.
While she was talking she had unconciously moved to stand before him, and now she was staring down at him, and when she realized it her cheeks heated up in embarassment.
She wasn't just looking at him to try and place him, no, she was looking at him for another reason all together.
Feeling the strange pull in her stomach again she let out a shaky breath and shifted her eyes.
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Post by Milk on Sept 14, 2009 22:34:05 GMT -5
His eyes flickered to the nametags that they had to wear, then back to her face. He shrugged, a graceful movement despite his posture. "Not likely," he answered and leaned in towards her, inhaling. "Ah...You smell wonderful," he complimented, tilting his head to the side, his eyes filling with suggestive amusement. "But you're invited to get to know me if you'd like..."
His eyes flickered to the men who had just hit on her, then back to her thin and curvy figure. Vex let his free hand drift over to her arm and trail delicately over it, until it found her hand and weaved itself around it. "I'd make sure we had a good time," he promised in a sultry voice.
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natie
Hardcore...xxx
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Post by natie on Sept 14, 2009 22:57:08 GMT -5
Natalie's eyes widened at his words, her eyes glued to his hand. "Um..." She vaguely heard his words, too occupied with the sumersaulting sensation in her gut.
She hated for people to touch her, yet his warm hand covering her's didnt bring the least discomfort, only a burning need that left her breathless.
Pulling away haistly she pulled out her pad and pen, clearing her throat and keeping her eyes downcast. "So what can I get you?"
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Post by Milk on Sept 14, 2009 22:59:46 GMT -5
His eyes turned back to his menu as he requested the salmon and a wine. "Get me your favorite...If you're old enough to drink that is," he teased, smirking softly in her direction before looking to his table. His hand extended the menu out to her, waiting for her to grab it has he grew bored and a bit disinterested. The downside of eating out was the noise, something that bothered him. She was very interesting to him- particularly in one way right now, but he could see himself getting friendly with her in other ways. "When do you get off?" he asked, looking up at her with sincere interest, nothing suggestive.
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natie
Hardcore...xxx
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Post by natie on Sept 15, 2009 21:48:20 GMT -5
Natalie arched a brow at him as she took his menu. She cast her eyes in the direction of the table of men she had just brushed off then back to the georgoius guy before her. Something inside her; some instinct told her to take up his offer, to see what it was exactly he would do to make her have a 'good time'.
With a sigh she glanced at the elegant grandfather clock against a far wall, seeing that she had fourty five minutes left before her shift was over.
Turning back to him she did what she never thought she would before. "My shift ends at midnight. What do you have in mind?"
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Post by Milk on Sept 15, 2009 22:34:25 GMT -5
He shrugged. "You're the lady, why don't you enlighten me on what you would like to do? My interests aren't...." He mused for a moment, trying to think of a way to say something. "They aren't limited to one event- as long as I can smoke. If I cannot smoke, then you may as well brush me off like you did them," he said and motioned to the other men.
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natie
Hardcore...xxx
:P im just saying what everyone's thinking lol
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Post by natie on Sept 15, 2009 22:44:57 GMT -5
Natalie had begun to arch a brow when she heard one of the waitress snort behind her. Turning she saw Sally giving her a pity look before walking away, a sway to her hips. Resisting the urge to hiss at the woman she sighed, realizing what the girl was probley thinking.
It most likely had something to do with her thinking she was so pathetic that a guy would rather smoke a cig then be in her presense.
Turning back with a sigh she shrugged. "It's fine i dont mind. I'll be thinking while you eat you're food. I'll be back with your wine and dish in a few minutes." Without another word she turned, her mood sour once agian as she approached the kitchens to place the order.
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Post by Milk on Sept 15, 2009 22:49:21 GMT -5
Hm... he thought at Sally's behavior. Vex shrugged and pulled out his cell phone, texting his boss about his current discovery. Neither had met a lynx before- weren't normal lynxes endangered anyways? So a shifter would be rare, right? Shrugging he cupped his cheek in thought, thinking of things they could do. What do they enjoy...? Perhaps breaking into the pet store, he joked in his head and rolled his eyes. Shifting. Take her to a field or something? Ask her that when she gets back...Where could I leave my smokes...? Ah, smoke on the drive over if she agrees.
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natie
Hardcore...xxx
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Post by natie on Sept 15, 2009 23:17:20 GMT -5
Natalie spent the next fourty-five minutes in a blur, she was too preoccupied with thoughts of the dark haired god sitting at the table eating salmon and sipping on whine. She could tell that he wasn't human; and was quite sure that he was a were, and a cat breed of some kind. Yet still wasn't good enough in her abilities to tell what exactly.
She thought vaguely on him being a Lynx. It would be nice, seeing as she had never met another of her cat breed before. When she had asked her father if there were many more of her kind he had simply shrugged, and she wans't sure if it was because he wasn't sure or if he just didn't care enough to answer her.
She was almost certain it was the latter.
When she heard the clock strike twelve and realized that most of the guest were out the doors, she turned her gaze to the guy waiting for her. Oh, great. She didn't even know his name.
Shaking her head with a sigh she went into the back to clean up.
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Post by Milk on Sept 15, 2009 23:23:13 GMT -5
He circled his glass with his index finger, waiting impatiently for her to finish her shift. Irritation was showing in his features. Seeing that no one was really around, he pulled out a cigarette and lit one up, smoking silently as he waited for her. Vex crossed his legs and watched the remaining guests depart.
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natie
Hardcore...xxx
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Post by natie on Sept 15, 2009 23:39:55 GMT -5
Natalie stepped out from the kitchens, changed from her uniform into a pair of holy jeans and a black spegethi strap tee that was form fitting and showed her curves. Pulling at it a bit she wished that it had a bit more modest dip in the neck and didnt show so much clevage.
Sighing she rounced the corner and caught sigh of him. He seemed to be really annoyed and Natalie wondered why he had even waited this long if he'd just rather be smoking one of his cigs. Which he was doing at the present moment. Even though the restraunt had a no smoking policy.
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