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Post by Pam Ravenscroft on Aug 24, 2009 23:02:35 GMT -5
Pam pulled up her crimson red Mercedes into the dirt parking lot at the local bar in Bon Temps. It was very quite compared to what she was used to and certainly compared to what Sekhmet was used to.
Even though they weren't in a convertible, Pam's hair was covered in a silk scarf. It was a pale pastel sky blue to go with her sapphire plaid skirt and matching silk shirt. Her heels were a metalic blue that were styled from the 1950's. To complete her outfit she accented her wrists with white bangle bracelet's an over sized double wrapped white gold necklace around her neck and just for fun she had blue leather driving gloves. Pam grinned at Sekhmet from over top the car, her fangs partially bared. "You ready for our close up darling?"
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Post by Sue Mett on Aug 25, 2009 10:15:21 GMT -5
The two traveled in one car, which was a good idea because Sekhmet was actually out of gas and did not feel like pumping gas. If there was one thing she hated the most, it was standing outside of her car, holding that stupid pump and waiting for her tank to be filled while literally watching the money get sucked out of her credit card account. It was horrible! Though Pam drove so she was safe from the horror for the night. She was dressed in casual attire, well, casual for Sekhmet. It was a long white dress with golden hems and a low cut cleavage. The cherry on this rich woman was in her jewelry, her golden bracelets, necklace, earrings, even a gold anklet. Golden high heels clung to her feet, elevating her to an even taller height.
Her hair was loose, but it was in waves, quite beautifully. When Pam spoke up, Sue smiled and looked around. "More than ready, I think I have been here before," she admitted. It must have been a long time ago, or just a few weeks, but no matter, this time was different.
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Post by Kyle Summers on Aug 25, 2009 10:46:18 GMT -5
Kyle had been about to enter Merlottes, surprise surprise - Merlotte's seems to be the one place Kyle spends most of his free time - when he heard a car pull up into the parking lot behind him. He didn't know why, maybe just his nosiness or whatever, but he turned back to look. And there was Pam, with a friend. Pam looked...well, a little bit too dressed up for Merlotte's, not that the Bar/Restaurant was common or anything, just that most patrons usually wore jeans and a shirt or something...He wanted to say hi to Pam...his friend?....But she was with a friend of her own. Would it be awkward?
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Post by Pam Ravenscroft on Aug 25, 2009 11:07:43 GMT -5
Pam noticed Kyle out of the corner of her eye. She didn't call out to him, no matter what she had felt before and possibly still felt, he was first and foremost a witch. He wouldn't harm them but Sekhmet wouldn't leave that to chance anymore. The elder vampire had been burned too many times (literally) and wouldn't leave that too chance.
Pam smiled and nodded at him and grabbed Sekhmet's hand to help guide her into the bar. Plus her touch would distract Sekhmet temporarily from Kyle.
As they entered the bar, the loud chatter went practically silent and every head turned to look at the pair. Pam was quite pleased with herself. She and her dearest friend looked like amazonian fashionista's getting ready to battle it out with everyone who had no dressing capability. Everyone in the bar was well, a country bumpkin and usually wore just jeans and a shirt.
As they glided into a booth, she did a quick look to see if either of her two humans were here. So far no Sookie or Jason but Pam could wait. She had done a lifetime of it. "I am surprised Sekhmet, you sure you haven't been here? You tend to get restless in Shreveport."
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Post by Kyle Summers on Aug 25, 2009 11:18:41 GMT -5
Kyle took the hint and nodded back to Pam, heading on into Merlotte's ahead of the, presumably vampiric, duo. He took a seat at the bar and ordered a Sprite. Meh, maybe he'll just sit here for a while, see if anything goes down. If not he can go do something else. School was starting soon, so he could get started on that...maybe...The idea of getting his stuff ready for the new school year was boring...though with Henry there it would make the year more exciting...
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Post by Pam Ravenscroft on Aug 25, 2009 11:26:15 GMT -5
OOC: sorry sue, I didn't see the quotes and I didn't think you said it out loud. My bad!
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Post by Sue Mett on Aug 25, 2009 12:15:11 GMT -5
((All good. Hey Kyle, just remember there is a posting order since we've got three roleplayers here right now))
Just as she was ready to slap her hands together and rub them maliciously, like those villians do an the television, she was distracted. A man, or better yet, a boy, was nearby. He appeared to be at a loss for words and Sue merely thought it was just a sign of being skiddish around vampires, so she did not think much more of it until Pam grabbed her hand and pulled her along. Of course, Sue was perfectly capable to pulling herself along, but if Pam wished to have her follow quickly, then she would, but with an air of curiosity.
"Is he one of those vampire lovers? Or is he just a passerby?" she asked, non-chalantly as she took a seat in the booth. Pam appeared to love the attention while Sue had to raise an eyebrow at the crowd of jeans and tee shirt people to help refrain from glaring. It was probably not a good idea to glare on her first visit...or wasn't it her second?
"I think I have. I've met one of the waitresses here, and some guy she knew. I can't remember her name but she was a blonde," she said, looking over the menu. Sometimes it was interesting to see what humans ate. What the hell was a burger? And since when had French food been called American? These French fries... "Come to think of it, I'm pretty sure she was dating Bill Compton, that's all I remember."
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Post by Pam Ravenscroft on Aug 25, 2009 19:28:06 GMT -5
Pam's eyebrows raised. "So, you have met young Sookie. Wait until you get a private audience. This barmaid gig is very distracting for her...she is very hospitable in her home."
She leaned back and listened to the heartbreaking country song coming out of the juke box and rolled her eyes. Pam hatted this type of crap. Probably because she herself couldn't relate. Just then the bar door opened and Pam started to drool.
"In walks the main event Sekhmet, Mr. Jason Stackhouse. This will be so delicious..."
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Post by Jason Stackhouse on Aug 25, 2009 23:13:59 GMT -5
As Jason walked into the bar he noticed that even though there was a large crowd, they seemed to be unusually quiet. He saddled up to the bar and order his usual.
As Jason popped the top off his cold beer he could hear whispers. To him that meant one of two things, either they were talking about his sister, which would really tick him off, or they were talking about him in a bad way. Jason tried to think about anything that had happened recently. Surely the people here didn't still talk about how he was an accused killer. Jason swiveled around in his chair and suddenly realized what the fuss was about.
In a booth there were the prettiest girls he had ever seen in his whole life. Jason wasn't one to shy away from girls but he had no clue for the life of him how he would ever be able to approach those two. Luckily Lafayette was working behind the bar. "Hey man, can you send those two lovely ladies a round on me...whatever they are having."
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Post by Kyle Summers on Aug 26, 2009 4:39:23 GMT -5
Kyle saw were Jason had been looking - at Pam and her...friend - and smiled. It was typical of Jason Stackhouse to worm his way into their conversation - and in his case hopefully bed - but this time he could be out of his league. "Ahm, Jason" Kyle said, leaned over to talk closer to him. "I think this time you might be biting off more than you can chew, if you know what I mean" Though it would be funny seeing Jason try to put the moves on Pam Kyle felt he should at least warn the boy first.
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Post by Sue Mett on Aug 26, 2009 11:07:53 GMT -5
((I am REALLY sorry guys, but I have posted a warning about the posting order in this thread. I really HATE doing this, but I'm going to have to enforce it this time by deleting the two posts that are out of the order. I'm not trying to be rude or anything, but really, it is rude when you continue on the thread without everyone keeping up. We build a story together and that cannot happen if people run ahead. Again, I'm sorry, but I have to do this to make sure the rules are understood.))
"I thought we were at her bar, not her home," Sekhmet pointed out, even though it was more of a joke than a real question. She knew exactly what Pam meant. Her pale hands were placed neatly on the table, holding each other and her brown eyes had been jumping around from human to human in the bar only to settle on Pam again when she felt that all was well. It did not seem like this bar was too used to vampires attending. "Jason is here?" she asked quietly so that whoever it was would not hear.
Her gaze fell upon the attractive male in the room. Oh yes, she had seen him once before, but their conversation was cut short. Even from across the room, she could hear the man tell the cook to bring Pam and herself a round. Her eyes immediately glued to the waitress that brought it over, well, she brought a pad to write down what kind of round they would have. "I surely hope we can get a round of True Blood. O positive for me," she said, watching the waitress to see her reaction. She wrote it down without thinking and then read it over silently to herself while it sank in.
"Pam, my dear, what type would you prefer?" she asked, lifting her hand to show off the waitress as if she were Vana White.
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Post by Pam Ravenscroft on Aug 26, 2009 18:30:08 GMT -5
This was almost too perfect! He was as tasty as she remembered and now he wanted to buy them drinks! The poor little darling probably didn't even know that they were vampires.
"Hmm, I am feeling a little adventurous, I will have B negative. Some times it is difficult to tell if this is her real home. Sookie tends to spend most of her time here."
Pam noticed Kyle sitting not too far from Jason and hoped he hadn't been playing with magics recently. Sekhmet was much older than she and would be able to smell everything on him with an astute clarity. If Jason picked up his scent it would be very hard for Pam to convince her friend that Jason wasn't a witch.
"Sekhmet, I noticed the pool table is free, would you like to play a game to pass the time? Or if you prefer we could change the noise coming from the juke box. If I could get one I am sure I would have a headache."
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Post by Kyle Summers on Aug 26, 2009 20:10:45 GMT -5
(OOC - Okay, how about Pam, Sue Mett, Jason, then Kyle for the posting order? Which means Sue goes next? This okay? Or anyone have another order?)
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Post by Sue Mett on Aug 26, 2009 21:02:35 GMT -5
((Since I have already posted to enforce the posting rule, then either you or Jason can post next. After that, the posting order will go as it has for the past four posts: Sue, Pam, Kyle, Jason OR Sue, Pam, Jason, Kyle, depending on whether Kyle or Jason posts next. Does that make sense?))
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Post by Kyle Summers on Aug 27, 2009 6:15:15 GMT -5
(OOC - Jason can go next, since he has to reply to what Kyle said earlier. Then I'll reply to Jason. Then it'll be Sue, Pam, Jason, Kyle? How does that sound?)
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