Blame It On The Alcohol (Open)

[tonyfreddielangill]

Tony grinned as he slipped into a nice blue shirt and a pair of black jeans. He wanted to look somewhat formal but not too formal. Nightclubs were always semi-formal. He wanted to find a girl to hookup with. He also wanted to find some drugs and alcohol. At nights during the weekend, he love to get high and drunk. He hated being sober. He always though the best nights were when he was not sober. He always found a girl to hook up with. Sometimes he even hooked up with guys. He was in the mood to hook up with anyone. He felt like having a threesome or something hotter like an orgy. Tony left his apartment and headed down the street to the nearest nightclub.

Tony took a deep breath as he let the night air over take his lungs. He smirked as he watch the stupid humans huddle together as they spot him walking down the street. He could hear the stereos bass in the distance. He saw girls hanging around the door giggling. He hated girls that giggle and acted like airheads. He wanted to kill them but he held himself back as he approached the bouncer. He flashed the bouncer his ID and off he went. The music pounded against his ears making his chest vibrate with every beat. Tony walked toward the bar and sat on a bar stool. He smirked as he waited for the bartender to come and take his order.

He hate waiting but he felt patient today. He was too busy looking around to get annoyed. He hoped to find someone to dance with and perhaps they could do more than just dance. Tony was horny and wanted to release his anger on someone. The bartender smirked at Tony as he approached Tony.

"I would like some beer," Tony told him. The bartender nodded as he grabbed an ice cold beer and handed it to Tony. Tony threw some money on the counter and got up to find a place to sit or stand. He scanned the club until he found a table that was vacant and decided to head over to the table. He was half way there until he bumped into someone, making him spill some of his beer.

"Watch where you going!" Tony sneered. He looked down at his clothes hoping not to find anything wet. He smirked for a second when he felt his dry clothes.

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Tagged: Open
Notes: It would be fun if it was Tony's enemy. >=)

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[savannah]

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The club wasn't exactally her favorite place to be. It use to be oh not so long ago, but she was through with that life. Placed in the club were too many urges. Drinks all around, guys she wanted to grind with, and most importantly, dance her little heart out. She had been in her home, prancing back and forth, biting her nail wondering if she should have gone. There was no real big reason to go. She just sometimes missed the atmosphere it was in. Not only that, but after the test like she had today, all she wanted was a freshly made margarita. Something she wasn't going to be able to do at home. The other place that was close by to her house was a little too snobbish. Not to mention that it was going to close soon. If she wanted an expensive quick one with the atmosphere of an english pub, she'd go there. Now she just wanted a little bit of the old life.

Kicking a habit was hard. Especially when she was trying to just cut off all of it. Kicking addictions like these required a little bit back at a time before someone was driven mad by it. Since Savannah tried to be logical and think about things the smart way, she knew that a trip every once in a while actually might improve her situations. Typically, sometimes people liked to take a break and then go back and realize what a horrible life style it was. Who could even enjoy the blaring pounding throbbing music and the smell of drugs, alcohol and smoke filling the air. Sometimes, she wondered what had even drove her to the place to begin with. None of it was an enjoyable experience. Yet, there was something about all that mess that got the blood pumping and adrielene going that with a guilty feeling growing in the pit of her stomach. She knew she missed it. This was troublesome.

Still, she knew that she didn't miss it as much as before, which was a good sign. Improvement was improvement, no matter how small of a change it might have been. Savannah was proud of herself and decided that though it was hard, it was a good choice so far. Letting people in was easy. She remembered the bouncer let all the hot girls in first while everyone else stood in line or had to show some sort of ID. All she did and remembered how to do was smile playfully at him. Savannah was a lot younger than she looked, which she was sure was going to bite her back in the future. For now, it was going to give her a ticket in without having to go through anything. She dressed for the event, but nothing that showed too much attention, as she wasn't there for that anymore. A long navy dress that reached to her mid thigh. A little lowcut, but she tried to keep it more classy. Remembering what she use to wear, she was a little embarassed.

At once, when she walked in, the rush filled her and she almost wanted to prance around. However, her focus remained forward, looking straight at the bar, not wanting to be distracted. When she first went in there, slipping on the blue dress over her head, she made up a plan. Plan with goals and an objective. Get a taste of the club again but remaining in controling. Walking straight to the door to the bar and then to a table. At the table, she was able to look around at least see people make ridiculous fools out of themselves. The big problem she had always had in clubs was she hated to talk. Though you didn't talk much because of the blaring music anyway, conversation starters were kind of needed. She use to regret something that if she pushed back long enough, then she would have at least been able to stop herself. Alas, she went down the wrong path.

Her focus had been two strong, as she didn't notice the guy also not paying attention ram into her, spilling some sort of beverage on the top of her navy blue dress. First, her mouth was in a perfect 'O' in offensive form then she closed it and looked at the idiot who thought they were bright enough to try that stunt. She spun around and saw who her attacker was. A guy. A rather handsome one at that, but she shook her head to try to get that thought out of her head. No reason to loose control when she was already doing so well. Then he snapped at her, and she wasn't planning to do anything but give him a dirty look, but her overall stubbornness told her different. This guy was at least going to get a word or two from the witch. "Excuse me, but if you were paying attention to your drunk ass, you wouldn't have spilled YOUR drink on ME." She growled, gesturing to the darker spot all in the front of her dress, her green eyes darting toward him dangerously.

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[tonyfreddielangill]

Tony loved going to clubs. He had such a long life and he wanted to enjoy every minute of it. He wanted to grind against gorgeous girls and possibly take a few home. He wouldn’t mind a threesome tonight. He always wanted to be in a threesome with two other girls. He had so many dreams about it and he wanted to make it come true. He love to make his dreams come true. He remembered he made one dream come true. It was horrible for the human girl but he put her out of her misery after he killed her. He hated humans more than ever. He couldn’t understand why some vampires can tolerant annoying humans. He hated female humans because they were always giggling and talking in a very high pitch voice. He can’t stand high pitch voices and giggles.

Tony wouldn’t be able to kick an old habit. He wasn’t even going to try. He like to smoke, drink and hook up with strangers. He had a pack of cigerattes in his pocket. He hoped he could find someone who had a bag of weed in his pocket and was aching to smoke some. Tony was aching to do any drugs. He had tried so many before he died and now that he is dead, he can do drugs and he won’t die from overdosing on drugs. The night before, he drunk himself to the point that he passed. He didn’t get laid last night so he wanted to make up for that. A threesome sounds very good to him. Or maybe he could sleep with two people in one night. Maybe one girl and one boy or just two girls. He wouldn’t mind sleeping with two other guys either though. Or a threesome with one girl and two boys. As long as he was getting laid by someone, he wouldn’t care.

Tony never needed to worry about wearing something revealing. He was a guy and he could pull off imformal clothes in a club. All he needed was a nice shirt with a pair of jeans. That’s what a lot of guys wear to the club anyway. It was a simple fashion for guys. He loved the simple fashion. He could follow that. Not that he is the followig type. He is more of the leader type. He was very manipulative when he wanted to be. How else would he get girls to sleep with him? If he had gone one day or even one weekend without going to the club, he would feel like he missed something or that he had a boring weekend. He love to have fun. His fun is a lot different that anyone elses. He consider killing humans to be fun. The light side would think that is was morbid and evil. He is evil but he like to think of himself as a guy was put humans out of their misery. Yes, they would die a painful death. At least they won’t have to stress out anymore about their bills or anything else that was important.

Tony was a bit aggressive even when he talks in the club. It’s not like he try to be aggressive, it just happens. It was in his nature to be aggressive. He honestly don’t even care nor try to hide it. He consider that not a problem. It was only a problem if he have to try and be aggressive. The only thing that annoy Tony greatly is drama. He hate women that try to bring in drama. When he was a live, he remember dating some girl name Christina but he dumped her because she kept being all dramatic. The only thing that Tony was doing wrong was hooking up with other girls. He fell in love once with a girl name Michelle. He loved her but she broke his heart. He knew karma would come back to bite him in the ass but at least he can have fun now. He has no strings attached and enjoying it. He knew that one day he’ll get tired of this life. He watches other people grow old but he won’t ever grow old. He’s going to look and stay young forever. For him, it was a bitter and sweet life. He hated it but yet loved it.

Tony eyes softened when he saw a gorgeous girl standing in front of him. ”My apologies. I didn’t mean to run into such a beautiful woman,” he commented. He smirked at her as he started pulling his cards out. He imagined sleeping with her which got him very excited. ”I’ll go get you a towel. Or perhaps I get you a new dress?” he questioned. Tony couldn’t help it. He found this girl to be very attractive and he was going to play his flirting cards as much as possible. He must not lose his temper. If he wanted to get laid with a gorgeous lady, he must keep his cool and try his hardest. He grinned at her as he waited for her reply. ”I could buy you a drink,” he offered.

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Tagged: Savannah
Notes: He's just want to get laid XD

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[savannah]

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As soon as the stranger seemed to set eyes on her, the personality just snapped and flicked so dramatically that Savannah had to eye him a little bit more carefully. He certaintly was handsome. Yes, she knew she had thought about that before. Wanting to hit her own thoughts, her look softened a little bit too. Damn her control. It was non exisistant. It was almost as if her body was doing something that she constantly scolded it for. She was starting to want to regret coming in there. What was worst was that the more she was thinking about it, the more she wasn't really regretting it. Obviously she was going to have a little bit of company along with a free drink. Things certaintly couldn't go too bad. As long as she kept a steady head for all of this. There was no reason to jump into things.

Savannah was no fool. The right out change of personality showed her that he did want something. She knew that something. There was too much experience in her past for her to be so navie to that idea. What she found interesting was that it didn't bother her. It was as if she still got it. Oh, this was bad. This was very very bad and could potientially lead to very bad things. Awful habits that she couldn't quite kick out of herself yet. She wished that it would all just vanish and go away sometimes. She also had to remember the risk she took coming into the place. Savannah knew that this had been a very likely chance of occuring (not with such a hot guy but she still saw this coming). The risk also involved anything else like the new beer smell her dress was now wearing. Everything had been a risk. She was going to have to except the fact that she was in there now. There was no point in turning around and leaving after the small progress she made.

Still, she was also trying to show that she wasn't going to be ending up for this one night stand crap that he seemed to be wanting to give out. At the same time, she knew this was only going to be a true statement if she controled herself right. It was like playing a little game to see how much she could press herself. Testing herself seemed like the best route to take at that moment. If things slipped on, she at least knew her limits. Her last one night stand had been months ago. The last one in fact had been the one to send her crying home because she wondered where her life had gone. She doubted that this one would end the same way if it got that far. Even if she allowed it to get that far. She wasn't sure. There was just too much for her to be thinking about ifs if ifs. Her mind wanted to plot and think logically, but there was too many loose ends to this situation.

Wanting to keep it steady but still have a little flirt in her tone- as she still hadn't decided where she was going to be letting this go- she smirked, "I'll take the drink." Her tone was a very brisk one, but the glint in her eyes showed differently. Her color contacts would have to hide the true glint, as if seeing a second reaction. Her original eyes were bright purple, so she was sure that this would concern him. At the same time, through her magic, she felt that he wasn't human. She couldn't tell what he was, but the surge that flowed through him was different than the others wandering around the club. Since the world was mostly filled of the human population, this was stranger to her. It made her fingers twitch and want to ask, but her non enjoyment of talking kept her from asking too much. She wasn't best with conversations. "Magarita." she mused, her gaze turning back toward the bar. Since she had been rather brisk with him, she figured she would have to add some sort of flirtaous line to even things out until she deicded how this was going to go. "Hurry back handsome." There, that should have done it.

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[tonyfreddielangill]

Tony found the girl to be gorgeous. He couldn't help but flirt with her. He had no self control what so ever. Why should he have self control? He was doing fine without self control. What's the worst that could happen? He was good at talking to girls and trying to get into their pants. It was one of the strong points. It didn't always work and he only been slapped a few times. He figured out the average times he got slapped. He got slapped in the face about once a month. It wasn't that many times. He knew guys who got slapped at least once a day. He was a pretty smooth talker. He had a huge ego. He believed he could attract any female he wanted from any species. He turned on his charm on human girls so that he could kill them. It was his favorite food. After he got them in room, he would kill them. He loved hearing the sound of a neck snapping. He was one twisted guy but he hated humans. They were only toys to him. He would play with them then kill them when he was done. He made it hobby when he was bored.

Tony wondered if this girl was naive or just want to hook up. He met girls who love to hook up. He gave his most sexy grin as he waited for the girl to reply. He wondered what his life would be like if he gave up this kind of life. Would he switch sides? Nah. That would be horrible. He couldn't imagine himself being on the light side. He already want to kill them. In this war, he choses to be dark. He could always be neutral but what's the fun in that. To him, killing was fun. He didn't learn to kill from his parents. His parents are dead. He killed them because he hated them. Maybe it was in his nature to kill but he have met a vampire that was on the light side. He couldn't understand how that vampire couldn't kill. Vampires have to survive on blood. Tony always save some blood in jars so that if he ran low on food, he could always have some asap. He looked at the gorgeous girl and grinned. He really wanted to touch her. He wanted to kiss her all over and bite her neck. Just the thought made him excited.

Tony loved one night stands. He wouldn't know what to do if he was in a relationship. He would probably cheat on his girlfriend a lot. He wondered if he had the ability to love. He doubt it. He just love having sex with as many girls as possible. He was a womanizer. That's what one girl told her. Tony loved women in general except humans and species that are on the light side. Maybe he could hook up with them then kill them. It made him feel dirty if he thought about that. He was just a very sexual guy. Sex was on his mind every day. There is a huge possibility that he was addicted to sex. He have to sex at least a few times a day. When he lived with his sister, his sister was always trying to make Tony happy. He missed his sister a lot but he can't see her. He wants to kill her so bad. He didn't want to harm his own little sister. Maybe that's why he sleep with women. He wants to feel loved but sex with no strings attached was hot. Tony loved having hot sex.

Tony smirked when she answered. "Okay. What drink would you like pretty lady?" he questioned. He couldn't believe this woman was falling for his charm. He wondered if he was a girl, would he fall for his own charm? He probably would slept with himself. Besides, he consider himself to be very sexy. He had a big ego though. He thinks that he is the hottest guy that walked the earth. He wondered if this girl was human. Her presence don't feel human. He could feel a different vibe. Plus, he can tell by the way they look. He knew that she was trying to fit into the club and look human. He was doing the same thing. Luckily, vampires only have to hide their fangs. That can be pretty easy unless he was trying to kill or scare someone. "Okay gorgeous. I'll be back in a few minutes," he told her. Tony smiled as he headed toward the bar. He ordered a Magarita for the pretty lady and ordered another beer for himself.

Tony paid the bartender and headed back to the lady. He handed the beautiful woman a glass of Magarita. "Do you want to join me at a table? I would love to have some company," he told her. He took a sip of his beer and smirked at her.

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Tagged: Savannah
Notes: Sorry about his behavior. He's just a horny little guy.

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[savannah]

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That magic vibe. Something wasn't right. She would have to be even more cautious around this guy. Not just with her sexual nerves going off the roof with the tempation that she had been constantly living with for years. Something had to be wrong with her head. No one else should have acted like this. It was a good ridence to the old life, but it seemed that the shadow of it still lingered everywhere she went. There was no way of escaping it, but there was a way of fighting it and making it high for the period of time. So far she was failing miserably, but it wasn't also a full give up yet. As long as she had something, she shouldn't have been worrying so much. If she had lost all control then she had the right to worry. For now, she was going to play his little game and flirt and charm then see what happened after that. If she just got up and ran back home or if she followed through with what he wanted. All a test without seeing the final result. She supposed that was life.

Pretty lady? Gorgeous? God, this guy was a charmer. Savannah had met plenty of guys like him, and there was no way she was going to be that easily swayed. If she was going to go with this guy, it was defiantly going to be something on her own account. He sounded like he was going to be quite entertaining to listen and talk to. If anything, she could just listen to herself get complimented all night. It wouldn’t be the full blown compliments that she ducked her head out in almost a blushing fashion (habits from when before all of this happened), as she wasn’t sure how empty the compliments were. Obviously she knew that she had to be somewhat pretty from the attention she was getting. At the same time, this could easily be the guy who would do anything no matter what they looked like. It was hard to say from her own perspective. If she knew she looked good, it was probably her own bias figure. If she didn't, it was the same bias. She was just bias against her own body.

She sat down at the table and patted her fingers against the top, waiting for him to return. She got into a rythm with her fingers, which was interesting considering she felt as if she didn't have one creative bone lurking in her body. It was the reason she had to hang out with people that were creaitve. She could grasp quick witted smart analogies, but in no shape or form could she make up the creativity. She worked well with information that she knew or could find out very easily. To find out something herself that wasn't the conclusion completely threw her off. She was sure that she was going to be a pretty harsh teacher, but nothing was wrong with that. At the time, she had a harsh teacher who she hated. Now that she was older, she realized that it was the class she learned the most in. As horrible as they might have been, she did benifit from it. Perhaps she just learned best in that strict enviornment. Just in a way she had to become strict with herself.

The man returned with the drink that she had requested and sat back down. As soon as the drink was in her finger tips, she took a large swallow, which was quite a move for an alcoholic drink. The burning on her tounge and the back of her throat came, but was overthrown but the sweet taste of the magerita. She felt like she really had needed something like that. Her entire body relaxed in a way that made her surprise, as she didn't even know she was tense in the first place. Probably just the enviornment. It was hard to stay cool and relaxed when everything around you was upbeat and tense, the music still blasting through her ears. She probably wasn't going to be able to listen properly for a week, but then again, she was going to be no different from the rest of the college students in the town. She had already spotted three of her other classmates that were grinding against each other. There was no way she was going to look at the pairs the same way after this. Savannah was quite sure that it was going to be the same vise versa.

If she were smart, she would have went on her way now with the free dirnk in her hand. Though she did want to play for just a little bit, even if she was still debating on the end result. "I would be disappointed if you didn't." She grinned, ending up giving a small week at the end as she gestuered him to sit down with her. Friendly conversation and fliratous wasn't going go be hurting anyone. In the beginning of it all, she had been the master at flirting and leaving. If only she could really get back into that habit again. She traced then her finger around the rim, seeing that some sort of movement was needed. Sitting still in one place for Savannah was near impossible without something. Currently between her index finger on the rim over of her beauitful blue glass, the leg she crossed with was swaying a little back and forth without thinking about it. "And who is the gentleman who bought me my drink?" She asked with a very sly grin. Savann wasn't sure if she wanted to lead him too on, but hopefully this was going to be just enough for the person who she still got a vibe from wasn't human at all. That was another thing she was going to be needing to figure out. What was this mysterious boy? She could right out and ask him, but she figured that she would take a more casual approach to it. Once she asked, then clearly he would know what she was talking about.

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