2014.07.31:AssSlapHeardAroundTheWorld
| Ass Slap Heard Around The World | |
|---|---|
| Revi has to fight her temper while a Bone Gnawer slaps her across the cheek. no no... the other cheek. | |
| IC Date | July 31st. 2014 |
| Players | Broker Christina Wormwood Lazarus Cherazart Revi Audrin Cynthia |
| Location | Image and Dreams |
Images and Dreams - Main Room
When one enters the area, one can easily see the delightful cafe that has a bit of an eclectic, yet elegant look. The walls are made of deep red bricks that support the room and give the area a very sturdy appearance. Even the mortar is painted bright red. Perhaps the owner has a thing for this hue. Yet to contrast and compliment this shade are various paintings from Monet, van Gogh, and Thomas Kincaid. Other paintings from less known artists adorn the walls as well. The artwork is distributed in such a way to bring attention to the myriad of colors that breathe life into this location. Many scenes are of nature, others are of beautiful women, and one may even notice a few Pre-Raphaelites here and there.
So that people can admire the art at a close view, a variety of tables and chairs line the walls. There are at least six tables, some larger than the others and beneath them are seats made out of sturdy wood, perhaps oak. It appears as if the owner has spent a lot of money to furnish the place, as if the intent was to have a bit of a peaceful looking museum. The top of the tables themselves are made of a dark colored glass which further compliments the furniture. At the top of each table are fresh flowers that seem to be delivered daily. In every glass vase various types of roses give the tables a lovely, romantic scent.
On the left side of the room when one enters there is a moderately sized bar. The countertop appears to be made of a dark marble with golden flakes inside the slab. Holding up the slab appears to be a structure made of solid, cherry colored wood. Near the bar itself are six stools covered by dark leather. Behind the structure one can hear the hum of a small fridge and an ice machine, but these things are not evident to anyone's sight unless they move behind and see them. On the top of the bar are a few crystal covers holding some cakes and pies. It appears as if this establishment can serve small desserts and a few drinks, but it's not a huge restaurant.
There are some obvious exits to the main room. Right across from the bar on the right side are two small doors marked as bathrooms. These two small doors are not far from the glass door that allows people to come into the main area. At the very back right corner of the room is a dark wooden door marked 'Basement.' In the left corner of the room one can see a black metal staircase that winds up to the second floor. If someone felt a need to leave though, the main entrance has a sign with golden letters written in both Spanish and English. It says, "All are welcome to come and dream in peace." To add a bit of a fantasy touch, two unicorns flank the statement. Contents: Broker Christina Wormwood Lazarus Cherazart Obvious Exits:
Lazarus is sitting at a table with Wormwood and Christina, speaking quietly with them both as he sips at a cup of plain coffee. It's a rather quiet conversation, although he's not helping Christina out at the moment with her usual social difficulties. Well, not anymore than sitting right next to her helps out anyway.
Audrin comes in from Comet St. and Fifth Ave. Audrin has arrived.
Cherazart chuckles a little at Christina and says, "Anything you wish honey is my command. I just don't have any fritters yet. Is that what you want?" she asks before she goes to making the mocha.
"A coffee shop without fritters? That is a horrible thing to have happen. Quick, someone man the fryer!" Audrin says as he walks in and smiles. "Just dont have me man it, my cooking skill is nonexistant. I burn air." He says with a smirk.
The small girl doesn't do anything lightly. Revi pushes the door open with some force and strolls through whistling and swinging her arms like some cartoon adventurer. She leans against the counter and winks at Cherazart "Well hey there, Boss Lady. Thought I might stop by and see if you needed anything"
Wormwood is INDEED sitting at a table with Christina and Lazarus. At some point a server walks up to the table and deposits a single white ceramic mug of steaming coffee, which Wormwood picks up with one hand and then slides under his face, lifting it up to blow on it. He talks to Lazarus, mostly, but every now and then to Christina. He doesn't seem to much care for anything else that's going on at the moment.
Cherazart looks over at Audrin with a hint of curiousity, "Uhm, can I help you with something Sir? I will have some fritters coming up" she says after she puts Christina's mint coffee in front of her.
"I came to introduce myself, was told your a cousin so came to make myself known." Audrin says as he walks up behind Revi. "Surprised this one didnt tell you about me." He says, giving her a smack on her rear before moving to sit as if he didnt smack her. "I am Audrin Hunt. Heard your regular hobo got killed so I am the replacement, from New York City, so I can be a proper hobo."
Christina scans the shop carefully as new (loud) arrivals appear. She looks tehm over carefully, then her eyes again scan around the room to monitor possible escape routes, studying carefully to see if it appears tehy are being cut off. She shakes her head nd looks back to Chera. "I err.. .I don't mind waiting uhmm... I'll ha-have some cheesecake in-instead."
Lazarus snickers, then looks up at the conversation before sliding his black mirrored shades out of his pocket and sliding them over his gaze. He peers over at Audrin for a moment or two, then looks back to Wormwood as he simply continues to chat away in a quiet voice, turning to smile towards Christina every now and then before simply reaching over and taking her hand in a reassuring manner.
Wormwood leans back at his table. He blows on his coffee, then drinks some of it. He finally shakes his head to Lazarus. "Nope, not at the moment. But thanks. Yeah, keep me in the loop, and I'll do the same if I run across anything I think you might wanna know or might want brought to your attention...we can keep up a good, solid trade. Anyways..." He shrugs, and glances over at the...confrontation going on near the bar. He watches idly as he sips his coffee.
Revi is about to retort with some pithy comment about not giving Audrin a second thought, let alone starting to anounce him to people. Then she's slapped on the ass. She doesn't give Audrin the chance of walking to a table. She pivots in one spot, reaches one hand out to grip his shoulder and reaches way back with a balled up fist. The loud crack of flesh impacting flesh rings out. Revi is standing there enraged. "You have been a Pain in the ass since I got here. This is your only Fuckin' warning! Touch me again, shit for brains, or talk to me in anyway thats less than respectful and I'll have your fucking testicles on a fucking plate!" she spits out the words clearly pissed off.
Cherazart suddenly looks pissed at the man who slaps her associate on the butt, "What the hell?! Who do you think you are you son of a bitch?! You just can't come in and slap her around like that"
Audrin is grabbed, jerked to the woman and is belted in the face. He doesnt even try to evade, just stands there with the woman's fist in his face. "Do you count this time because you touched me." He says, gesturing to her fist. He then looks to Cherazart. "I was just being playful." He says in his defense. "Besides it was a fair trade, I smacked her, she smacked me."
Cynthia comes in from Images and Dreams - Upstairs Cynthia has arrived.
Christina is suddenly no longer shy. She's not exactly certain what's going on but she can figure that out later. She moves quickly to her feet, pivoting on one foot to slide easily around Lazarus' chair and slip behind him, using him as mobile cover. Her hand goes to his shoulder as she turns to look over his shoulder so he can keep track of her at all times.
Alisandra comes in from Comet St. and Fifth Ave. Alisandra has arrived.
Wormwood remains seated at his table, casually sipping his coffee. "This place has been shot up regularly, this ain't no thang." He says casually as he watches.
Lazarus snickers, then nods to Wormwood lightly as he sips some more coffee. "Sounds like a good plan, I'll do that." he informs the man as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out one of those earpieces, sliding it into his ear as he listens for a moment, then shakes his head. "Oh, shut up. Didn't you want to meet me?" he gripes into the headset, then there's punching, and he looks over with a detached curiosity. "Don't make me get out of my chair." he gripes then, looking back to Christina and offering her a warm, loving smile as he pats her hand softly. "Would you excuse us, Wormwood? We require the table."
Revi sticks a finger in Audrin's face "you Fuckin' Twat. Get it through your head, You're not cute, you're not a friend. You're a fuckin' Asshole. and you're going to have to work hard to get anything but distain and a straight shots to the nuts from me! now Back the Fuck away before I drag you out of here and do some real violence."
Cynthia comes sliding down the stairs and lands lightly looking around, raising an eyebrow. "Hey folks. Everything copacetic down here?" She has a large duffle bag, that's unzipped slightly and her hand is in it. "No problems going on?"
Alisandra comes into the cafe already talking on the phone. "No," she insists, "I still don't know whether it's even going to happen. Well, if they'd stop shooting and bombing each other for long enough to regular airline flights to resume, /then/ I'd know whether it's going to happen, but they're hardly going to do that for my convenience, are they?" As is customary, she's got hat and sunglasses carefully in place, and she's garbed in carefully bland businesswear of carefully bland colors -- pretty much the same thing she wears most every day. "I'll be sure to pass that sentiment along," she says into the phone -- rather dryly -- as she steps up to take a place in line.
Cherazart suddenly just looks, a little off. She reaches for the countertop for a moment and takes a deep breath. After a few seconds pass, she may look somewhat normal but she tells her staff, "I may need to sit down, can someone handle the customers for tonight?"
"I was playing about, not being serious." He says as he looks to Cynthia as she comes down. "Oh nothing much, just being an asshole and getting punched for it, nothing too unreasonable." He says to her as he looks to Revi. "Are we done?" He asks as he moves a hand to the hand on his shoulder and gently goes to pull it off of him. When Cherazart seems to look green about the gills, he moves to her. "Here, let me get you a chair." he says as he grabs a random chair and moves it to her.
Coming from upstairs, Xaviar walks down and then says looking over at Cherazart, "I got it.. Go sit down." He looks over at everyone, "So what do you need?" He asks as his spanish accent rings true over to the people.
Christina moves eyes away from the main comotions as Lazarus has it. She blushes a little. "So... there will not be a fight or there will?" she wonders. "I err... only have some gauze and a hypospray."
Revi tosses her hands up and sees that she is not going to get through to him. She gives a frown to Chez "I'm sorry I got to go. before I do something I regret
Wormwood finishes his coffee. "This is getting ridiculous." He looks over to Lazarus and nods his head. "No worries dude, dude's wife...enjoy your night." He salutes them, leaving the empty cup on the table. He stops briefly to take some money out of his pocket and slide it under the cup, and then heads to the door. "This many people, bound for something to happen I won't like tonight, I'm leaving ahead of the curve..." He glances back at the room. "...before Rainbow Dash here murders the Grabby hobo." And then he's out.
