teetheyes: (Cori - contemplates with big hands)
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I used to tend in New York City, and you know what's the hardest part about being a bartender? It's figuring out who's drunk and who's just plain stupid.

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Date: 2007-12-20 07:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
[looks up and takes Cori's hand to help]

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Date: 2007-12-20 07:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
[He kisses Blue between his fingers, eyes closed briefly.]

You have beautiful eyes.

[It only sounds like flattery.]

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Date: 2007-12-20 07:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
[isn't very sure how to respond, so he only kisses Cori back, his tongue darting between fingertips and lifting to slide off]

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Date: 2007-12-20 07:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
[At least he isn't asking questions. He pulls the rubber off carefully to contain the mess.]

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Date: 2007-12-20 07:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
[looks outside]

It's coming down really hard.

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
[Tie off, and a can for a makeshift trashcan/ashtray, but he still hasn't gone for a cigarette.]

What do you expect? It's winter.

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
Don't be a smartass, I didn't mean it that way.

Who is that angel, anyway? Rosiel.

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
Thank christ you asked afterward.

[Pulling his briefs and jeans back up.]

The Honorary Lord Commander, Lord over Western and Eastern Dominion, Lord Protector of Atziluth, Voice of God, Inorganic Angel, Prime Minister, Head of Council, One of Three Wings, Lightborn Rosiel. Twin to Alexiel, both second only to God.

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
Oh. I don't believe in God, really.

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
Neither do I, but I've met a few. They're not all assholes.

[Snaking an arm around Blue's waist.]

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
i don't think I've ever met one. Unless you count my mother. I don't.

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
Count your blessings.

[Not about to mention the Loki incident.]

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
Do you think Rose will buy that I fell?

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
[A look to his bandaged arm.]

Probably not, but I don't think she'll pry.

Do you need to have that looked at?

[Noting that it hasn't sealed.]

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
Huh?

[looks down]

No, it's not likely to get infected. It'll heal in time.

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
All right.

[Chin up again, thinking thinking...]

I guess extreme snowball won't work.

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
[smirks a little]

I don't think she'd buy that I walked into a tree, either.

And I don't like to lie - I can tell her I got into a fight.

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
I could push you into a tree and that'd solve that.

[Fingers to chin, think think.]

Over what? Cab Calloway '31 or '52?

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
I wouldn't appreciate that very much.

I'll tell her I got into a fight with something with lost of teeth.

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
That's a dead giveaway. Tell her you ran into a big white dog.

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
He wanted to take a bite out of you.

[Lips trailing along Blue's collar then up to his neck.]

For picking Satchmo over Sidney Bechet.

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
Duke Ellington and Satchmo, not my fault you don't have good taste in jazz musicians.

But I approve of your taste in men.

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
You have something against sax men.

[Quirk of a brow, he smiles.]

And I don't find a taste I enjoy very often.

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Date: 2007-12-20 08:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] playstheblues.livejournal.com
Not all sax men.

[looks up at him]

Is that your way of saying you like mine?

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