Out on the Town - an open RP thread

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OOC: Bela's feeling chatty. Anyone from any fandom is welcome to come chat with her, even if someone is already there, and keep her from yelling at me, so I can focus on other things. This is entirely random, and doesn't have to focus on any storyline -- this is just for fun random (probable) crossover crack.

A strong drink and the need to get lost in a smaller crowd was what brought her to the bar's front door. She didn't want to be a nameless face in the crush of people at a club, feeling more claustrophobic than she ever felt imaginable. But she didn't want to drink with someone she knew either. She wanted to go to a place where she wouldn't be recognized and relax for a little while. Maybe even flirt a bit. It's been a while since she had a man to flirt with who could actually manage some class without trying. It would be interesting to see if a man like that would come her way.

She perched herself on the stool at the bar and stirred her martini, her second. She was starting to feel that warm, lazy, alcohol induced feeling, and she was already feeling ten times better than she had when she had walked in the door. Now, there was just the matter of finding someone to talk to. She could live without it, but it might be nice to have some civilized conversation.

But at this point, she would just settle for not having a gun pointed in her face.

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Anna walked in with a sigh, heading to the bar and grabbing a seat lazily as she flagged down the bartender for a bottle of beer. She brushed off her jeans and shrugged out of her coat before taking a long drink of beer.

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Bela studied the woman for a minute, before catching a glint of gold on the woman's belt. She stiffened just slightly before relaxing, carefully maneuvering her body to a different angle and downing the rest of her drink in one gulp. She motioned for another one from the bartender, strategically placing her hand on her face. A cop in the room was totally killing her buzz.

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Anna's brow arched just slightly as she caught Bela shifting in her seat. 'Must be the badge. Then again, this kind of behavior would indicate a guilty conscience.' She mused to herself as she smirked a little and ran a hand through her long hair.

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Bela started on her third drink and tried to relax a little more. She crossed her legs and looked towards the other end of the bar, waiting for someone to come along for her to talk to, that wasn't going to cuff her if she took a step out of line.

Which, well, frankly in the right circumstances it could be a bit of a turn on. But this definitely wasn't one of them.

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Anna yawned a little and propped her head in her hand, glancing around the bar at the other patrons. People-watching yet again. It was what she did.

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Bela sighed as she dropped her hand eventually, dropping her hand a little too far and tipping the edge of the glass just so -- spilling it all down the front of her shirt.

"Bloody hell," she muttered, reaching for the napkins sitting on the bar and starting to dab herself down.

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Anna turned her head, glancing Bela's way. She flagged down the bartender for a towel and some club soda, pushing them to Bela. "Here."

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"Thanks," she said curtly, taking them from her and starting to clean herself up.

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"Not a problem." She said with a shrug, unphased by Bela's curt response as she went back to her beer. She was busy worrying about someone else.

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Bela ordered herself another drink, continuing to dry herself off.