Rylias Shadow
07-03-2009, 10:05 PM
I hold on so nervously
To me and my drink
I wish it was cooling me
But so far, has not been good
It’s been shitty
Those eyes are are something, aren't they? What is it about them? That color, that gaze, so on fire it stirrs up something in you so deep you just can't shake it, can you?
And I feel awkward, as I should
This club has got to be
The most pretentious thing
Since I thought you and me
Well I am imagining
A dark lit place
Or your place or my place
They haven't moved from you, have they? Those eyes are still locked on yours, are they not? You'd know, wouldn't you? You haven't been able to tear your gaze away from them, have you? Aren't you, in a word, paralized?
Well I’m not paralyzed
But, I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because you’re standing still!
If your body matches
What your eyes can do
You’ll probably move right through
Me on my way to you!
What can those eyes do to you? What can that body do to you? You'd love to know, you know you do, but can you do it? Can you cross that smoke filled room and ask her name? Can you sashay across that floor and ask him for a dance? Do you have enough liquid courage in you yet? Are you still sober? Can you even stand up straight? Is she even human with those eyes? Isn't he the animal you've always wanted? Why are you asking me? Go find out....
**All races and powers allowed, bar scene, just kick it and have some fun, nothing too serious, go nuts, it can lead anywhere you want.**
Name: Alibi
Age: 21
Race: Wolfkin
H/W: 5'4" 130lbs
Appearance: Long flowing auburn hair tied back in a ponytail and blazing blue eyes. Red wolf ears top her head and a long red tail is pulled through a hole in her tight torn blue jeans.
Abilities: Usual wolfkin traits, including slight control of fire.
Personality: Clever, funny, and sexy, especially when hammered. Usually very proffessional, however, until she gets to the club scene.
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Alibi stood at the bar, swaying to the music, eyes locked on some dazzling creature on the far side of the room with her half empty drink still trapped in her lightly claws hands. She wore a tight white tank top and black open toed pumps with her jeans.
She threw her guy a wink from where she danced, wondering which one of them would make the first move...
To me and my drink
I wish it was cooling me
But so far, has not been good
It’s been shitty
Those eyes are are something, aren't they? What is it about them? That color, that gaze, so on fire it stirrs up something in you so deep you just can't shake it, can you?
And I feel awkward, as I should
This club has got to be
The most pretentious thing
Since I thought you and me
Well I am imagining
A dark lit place
Or your place or my place
They haven't moved from you, have they? Those eyes are still locked on yours, are they not? You'd know, wouldn't you? You haven't been able to tear your gaze away from them, have you? Aren't you, in a word, paralized?
Well I’m not paralyzed
But, I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because you’re standing still!
If your body matches
What your eyes can do
You’ll probably move right through
Me on my way to you!
What can those eyes do to you? What can that body do to you? You'd love to know, you know you do, but can you do it? Can you cross that smoke filled room and ask her name? Can you sashay across that floor and ask him for a dance? Do you have enough liquid courage in you yet? Are you still sober? Can you even stand up straight? Is she even human with those eyes? Isn't he the animal you've always wanted? Why are you asking me? Go find out....
**All races and powers allowed, bar scene, just kick it and have some fun, nothing too serious, go nuts, it can lead anywhere you want.**
Name: Alibi
Age: 21
Race: Wolfkin
H/W: 5'4" 130lbs
Appearance: Long flowing auburn hair tied back in a ponytail and blazing blue eyes. Red wolf ears top her head and a long red tail is pulled through a hole in her tight torn blue jeans.
Abilities: Usual wolfkin traits, including slight control of fire.
Personality: Clever, funny, and sexy, especially when hammered. Usually very proffessional, however, until she gets to the club scene.
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Alibi stood at the bar, swaying to the music, eyes locked on some dazzling creature on the far side of the room with her half empty drink still trapped in her lightly claws hands. She wore a tight white tank top and black open toed pumps with her jeans.
She threw her guy a wink from where she danced, wondering which one of them would make the first move...