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[Hello Plane! There is a rather attractive, dark-haired young woman (with great cheekbones) sitting at your bar, drinking your liquor. She's everything you would imagine a starlet/celebutante to look like: flawless hair, manicure, tiny little designer dress, expensive shoes and fashionable sunglasses.]

[She's currently sipping absently on a martini of some nature, looking extremely bored. Or tired. It's hard to tell through the sunglasses, really.]

[Feel free to bug her? Him. Whatever.]


((ooc: THIS IS NOT AN EXPERIMENT. Demons can change shape. And...yeah. Really that's all I got. Just poke the girl!demon, will you? XD; ))

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[Looks at Misaki a moment, then smiles]

Could I talk you into getting me another drink?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Another pause] What would you like? I can't promise I know how to make it.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Whatever you can make will be fine. You said you don't often drink; you must at least have a favourite?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[So she makes another White Russian. :\ ] I like daquiri myself, but I can't really make them.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[a laugh] That's all right, I like these well enough.

[...oh what the He- er, Manchester. Misaki's not bad looking at all, and Hei's unlikely to find out about this. And Misaki really seems like she could use something right about now. (Anything, really.) Crowley reaches out to take the drink and brushes her hand a little longer than strictly necessary, pouring an extra helping of temptation into it.]

Thanks~

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[She shivers, several pleasant alarms going off at once, because desperate loneliness+loss of partner+temptation=WUT.] Uh. [She rubs one eye.] You're welcome.

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[And this would be "Andrea" looking concerned, and leaning aaaaaall the way over the bar to put a hand on Misaki's cheek.]

Are you all right?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Between the temptation and the touch, she acts without really thinking about it, sucking on "Andrea's" wrist, eyes closed.]

[And then she realizes WHAT THE FUCK SHE IS DOING and pulls back, alarmed and horrified and still very turned on.] Oh god. Oh god, I didn't mean to--

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[She places her hands on either side of Misaki's face and gently pulls the other woman closer, to the point where their faces are only a few inches apart. Still tempting too, but by this point there's not a whole lot of need any more.]

It's okay.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Oh god oh god oh god. She sort of desperately wants to drag Andrea to a booth and snog her senseless which is senseless because she doesn't do this sort of thing, she doesn't... DO this sort of thing. She stops, a fraction away from Andrea's lips, eyes huge, wired as a woman sitting in an electric chair.] It's... really, I mean, that's very kind of you. But. There's. [Hei. There's Hei to think about, and god why can't she just...?]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Dear Lord lighten up Misaki :|]

[Here, have a kiss. Maybe that'll help.]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[She drags in a slow breath, pulls back long enough to round the end of the counter, slide her hands up around the woman's face and biting her lower lip gently before sliding back into the kiss.]