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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 2, 2007 17:01:12 GMT
**Belsamuel lifts his head at a signal from Dalanor**....bugger, that's my cue!
**he quickly jumps on stage and aftr a few stomps to get alls attention starts playing the piano up there while singing a song for the common folk about a farmer's daughter and her run ins with a sailor**
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Post by Ace on Nov 2, 2007 17:10:35 GMT
Anya watches Belsamuel performing. He is an oddball, but a funny one. She likes his company, he is one of the men that doesn't want anything from her. In her profession those men where few and far between and to her business that was good, but to her mind it wasn't. Belsamuel was a good distraction from her life. He made her laugh.
When Belsamuel ended the song, she was the one who clapped the hardest, smiling wide.
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 2, 2007 17:17:55 GMT
**steps off stage**...Anya!...Ah my beautiful one, I didn't expect you in tonight! Come, sit!...**motions to Dalanor for 2 glasses and pulls a bottle of vodka from a random pocket of his cloak**....your favourite I believe? So, my little firefly, how does your night go?
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Post by Ace on Nov 2, 2007 17:20:37 GMT
"Hello handsome" she smiles at him. And her smile grows even wider when she sees the bottle of vodka. "You just gave it a direction for better" she winks at him and motion for him to pour her a glassfull.
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 2, 2007 17:25:20 GMT
**pours 2 double shots and grins when he passes her one**.... Do I tell you enough how beautiful you are? Ah, you just knew from the word go I had a thing for short redheads and aspired to be born that way, eh?
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Post by Ace on Nov 2, 2007 17:29:41 GMT
She took the offered glass and downed it in one. She was silent for awhile, letting the burn ease a little. "No, handsome, you don't. Not nearly enough." she smiled wickedly at him, taking the bottle and pouring herself another double shot.
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 2, 2007 17:35:15 GMT
Easy little one, that's my last bottle and my....um, well....sources can't get me another till next week! So, what lovely gossip have you for me today that I can put into verse?.....**grins**....anything on old Lord Cuttlefish???
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Post by Ace on Nov 2, 2007 17:45:50 GMT
"Lord Cuttlefish is as usual... a lord in england, a king in bed" she smiled slyly at him, knowing that it would make him uncomfortable. But he had asked. "His ego is just as big as his..." she stopped, when Belsamuel was looking like he would throw up at any minute.
"You are too easy handsome." She laughed. "But I do have some dirt for you. The new admiral Norrigton... he has been around my apartment pretty often lately. What you make of that? Lt. Groves is dating some damsel from the east side of the city, low class. I have heard that not all approve... her father caught him making out with her once... the sight, it is rumoured, was not for children. And Groves had a black eye afterwards." She liked these moments she shared with her friend in purple pants.
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 2, 2007 17:53:57 GMT
**grunts**....Norrington, how many times he's needed my 'special' services to get him out of a situation or two, so honestly from what I've heard of his tastes you may be his lesser evil. Hmmm, so Grovsie is dipping into the slums, eh? I better keep my eye on him then. The last thing I need is for his wandering libido to destroy any of the connections I've been forming down there. It takes either a lot of honeyed words or laden pouches to start thing down there.... and you.....don't .......don't do that....you know I realllllly don't need to hear about THOSE things about Lord Cuttlefish.....**sly grin**.....give me the chance and I'll give him a trim to even up his size, hahaha!
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Post by Ace on Nov 2, 2007 18:06:06 GMT
*gasp*" You would do that, wouldn't you?" she faked fear. "But you like me handsome, don't you? So you can be a bastard, but you are not cruel... so you wouldn't do that to him... because I kind of like it... just as it is." She smirked at the end of her sentence.
"Ooooh, I almost forgot.Lord whats-his-name... The short and fat one, with head like a potato and a wife that looks like a horse. He has a lover in the shady side of town too."
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