Nathan Young (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
designedtoparty) wrote2011-08-14 07:39 pm
designedtoparty) wrote2011-08-14 07:39 pm
Entry tags:
- character: angela montenegro,
- character: angua von uberwald,
- character: buffy summers,
- character: campbell bain,
- character: captain hammer,
- character: donna noble,
- character: eden mac cionaoith,
- character: lockdown,
- character: mr orange,
- character: rokudō mukuro,
- character: vriska serket,
- curse day: unaffected,
- curse: victory kisses,
- filter: public,
- plot: curse day,
- post: action,
- post: video
024 ∞ VIDEO
[Nathan is hanging out at a bar, just waiting for the chance to take advantage of today's curse. Judging by the bright pink lipstick smear up his face and his smug grin, he's already been successful at least once. Or... just once. But that's not something he's about to admit.]
They really should have curses like this more often.
[There's a pause as he thinks on that one.] Or maybe curses that are a little more fulfilling. There are only so many times a man can take being left high and dry, you know.
[ooc; If you want action, feel free to switch it to whatever location you want. He's just going anywhere crowded today.]
They really should have curses like this more often.
[There's a pause as he thinks on that one.] Or maybe curses that are a little more fulfilling. There are only so many times a man can take being left high and dry, you know.
[ooc; If you want action, feel free to switch it to whatever location you want. He's just going anywhere crowded today.]
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Somebody come help her.]
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People actually buy salad from these places? I always thought the whole point was to be as unhealthy as humanly possible.
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It came with the meal. Why are you here anyway?
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It's a public place. Do I have to have a reason?
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[She goes back to picking at her salad a few more times before giving up and moving the fries.]
I'm not sharing, so don't even think about asking.
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Do you really want to make me starve, as well?
[Not that he isn't being fed. But she doesn't need to know that.]
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She quietly slides the burger to his side of the table and begins picking at the sticker in front of her fry box. Looks like some kind of contest sticker, really.]
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What's that?
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[The sticker takes a little effort at coming off, but Angela gets it and turns it over to read her prize. If there's any, that is.]
Huh. A free large fry with no purchase. I'll take that.
[She'll also take Nathan's shirt in her hand and yank him across the table to press glossy lips to meaty lips for a full handful of seconds. There might be some tongue in there, dear god.
Angela pulls back, and calmly--by trait of the curse only--wipes her now greasy mouth on a napkin without a word.]
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When he's free from her grip, he sits back down, a little breathless.]
Wow. Now, that's one thing I wouldn't mind trying again.
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I'm going to throw up now.
[Maybe he'll give up on her ever giving him any?]
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Oh, come on. It wasn't that bad.
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[She scrunches up her face.]
I'm really going to throw up.
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So, go to the toilet. Unless you feel like blowing chunks all over your fries.
Who knows? It might even improve them.
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Go away.
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[See? He's still got burger left.]
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[Angela doesn't care.]
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[And he'll be taking his burger and attempting to get a handful of those fries to go with him. Really, it's the least she can do.]
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