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.]
action;
What, can't I say hi to my favorite meatbag?
action;
You can say hi. I'd just prefer you keep to greeting me from a respectable distance.
action;
There's also somethin' I feel like tellin' you...
action;
One: This is a very public place. You don't take your hands off me, someone else is going to make you.
Two: I have the numbers of two police officers on here. One who'd kill to be my body guard and another who could burn the shit out of you if he wanted to.
You think about that before you decide to tell me anything, all right?
action;
I'm not scared of a few meatbags.
[He reaches into his pocket and takes out a lottery ticket with all but one square scratched off. His thumbnail is pressed against that square. He deftly uses his thumbnail to scratch off the square, which reveals that he won fifty dollars in City currency. Lockdown grins and pockets the ticket.]
Guess this is my lucky day.
[Smooch!]
action;
Shit!
[Nathan swings his free arm at his face. Maybe he gets his stupid kiss, but there's no way Nathan's letting him get away with this unscathed.]
action;
Hm, not bad, even if you humans have squishy lips.
action;
Fuck you! Seriously, do you have any idea idea how fucking creepy that is? Stay away from me!