Charm. [open for all]

[Ivak]

(Who said the villages couldn't have a bar? XD)


Standing at the counter of the closing bar was a male bartender. His hair, was a flurry of black and brunette, with streaks of blonde in between.
His smile, was perfect. White teeth could be seen as he grinned to himself while cleaning a glass with a cloth.
Pushing the glass down the counter towards the wall were more glasses were stacked, the mortal man looked at the counter. He spritzed it with some cleaner before sweeping it with the cloth he held.
"Night, Friday." The last customer nodded as he exited the bar.
"G'night." The bartender chuckled, heading to the back.
He found the manager of the bar there, slipping on his coat.
"You workin' late, Charlie?" the manager asked.
"Yeah, I guess I'll stick around a bit. I don't think we're gonna get anyone around here this late, though." Charlie said with a grin. "Not like we'll be having any of them Vampires or Werewolves walking in through the door!" Charlie laughed.
"Charlie, you shouldn't be funnin' around like that. You keep talking like that, you'll be having your throat torn out."
"Yeah right. Vampires? Werewolves? They don't exist, man."
"Keep telling yourself that, Charles. See you tomorrow." and with that, the manager slipped out into the street.
Charles walked back to the front to the tables, pushing in the chairs as he guffawed to himself.
"Yeah right." he murmured, picking up a half-downed Zaranoff bottle.

[bynx]

The dread head entered the bar rather quietly, brushing against manager who bustled out into the cool air, giving her a briefly raised brow at her odd attire and hair, as well as her pupil-lacking silver eyes, not to mention the piercing on the middle of her bottom lip. Seemed people were getting stranger and stranger these day's.

Currently, the female had dreads of black, white, and red that fell down just below her chest when up in it's current ponytail. Her skin was a milky white, accented by all the black adorning her body. She wore a fishnet top with a white bar that almost mingled with the color of her skin. Her skirt of of a pleather material, ending just before her calves. Fishnets covered her long legs, ending with simple black baby doll shoes. She wore bracelets of spikes, as well as a single spiked necklace.

Lips of red parted gently as the sound of a pulsing heart filled her ears. Lucky for Charles, she was not hungry for him quite yet. Had she been able to see him, her opinion might have changed. As for now, the blind vampiress had a simple yearning for peach mai mai.

Bild? Yes. Had a vampire found his or her way into the building at that moment, they would have respectfully recognized the blind vampiress that was Ricky, simply called 'Fox' for her skill.

She made her way gracefully towards the bar. It was times like these she was thankful for her heightened senses.. A blind human would have walzed right into a table.

[Ivak]

Charles 'Friday' finished stacking the empty bottles under the sink of the bar. He coughed, looking over to the visitor.
"Ah...Evening." he said with a nod, looking at the woman curiously. Something didn't seem entirely right. "But if you're looking for the rest of them female dancers, they've already left and gone for the evenin..." he said with a chuckle, noting her clothes.
The bartender scratched his chin, uneased. What was someone like that doing out this late?
"Y'know, miss...It ain't smart waltzing abouts at this hour. Rumor has it that some lycans and vamps come down to eat people." he grinned, laughing on the inside. Of course, he had no belief in any mythical beast or inhuman creature.
The man strode out into the main sitting area, sweeping a table with his cloth.

[bynx]

Ricky seated herself quietly in a bar stool, eyes trained on where his sound emitted from. She smiled gently at his comment about dancers, shaking her head softly. "I dance alone, and I keep my clothes on when I do so." she said melodiously, her voice like a soft, whispered song on a warm summers day.

At his comment about lycans and vampires, she let her hand slid to her chin, a soft laugh emitting from her throat. "Silly tales... Of course they do not exist... Don't tell me you believe those silly tales about vampires becoming bats, and lycan's always having fur over their bodies..." she laughed innocently.

"No no, eh, Charles is it? Friday? I simply came for a drink, hoping you would let a tired woman sit for a moment... " she said softly, a smile on her lips as she turned in her chair, following his footsteps so she was facing him.

She reclined against the bar counter, that smile still on her lips. "A Peach Mai Mai would be lovely..."

[Ivak]

Charles chuckled at her comment.
"Vampires, don't exist. Neither do werewolves." he said with a smirk, heading around to the counter again to fill her request. He brought out a shaker, filling it partway with two kinds of rum, slipping in some lime juice and adding ice. Charles shook it before he strained it into a glass for her, adding a straw and some fruit. He placed it infront of her. "One peach Mai Tai." he said.
"And yeah, call me what you want. Charles. Charlie. Friday. Sal. Mr. Salvatrucha....Take your pick, miss." the bartender chuckled.
He continued to wipe the counter, looking at her suspiciously. She wasn't like any of the previous ladies he had encountered in his years at the bar.
"So, eh...What brings this young lady out on the town?"

[bynx]

She smiled and tipped her head as he placed the sweet drink in front of her. She picked it up, sipping it gently before letting her appreciation slide across her face. "Thankyou." She said softly, a whisper really.

"Charlie. Which do you prefer? Friday? " She laughed gently, her laughter rolling like dust in the wind. "You may call me Ricky. Or Fox. Most call me Ricky..." Unless you've hunted with me.... She smiled and took another sip before answering his question.

"A change of scenery... I never noticed this bar before, figured I would see if you were any good..." She mused, sipping again. "You are."

[Ivak]

"Hmm." Charlie chuckled with a grin. "Alright, then...Call me Charlie." He leaned on the counter, watching her sip down the drink he had prepared for her.
He nodded at her compliment. "I tend to be." Charlie said, smirking. "It's not common that anyone walks in here and doesn't like what they either taste or see..." he shrugged.
The man strode across towards the tables again, finding a stain on the table.
"Darned drunks. Always make a mess of the place, but at least them dancers keep 'em in line..."

[bynx]

She smiled at his comments about his work. When he mentioned what people would see, she let a soft chuckle go. "I wouldn't know." She stated, sipping the drink.


She heard him move, but remained facing the bar, sipping the remains of her drink. "One could only expect drunks to mess the place up when dancers are involved." She laughed softly, placing the empty glass down. "Do you dance?" she asked, turning to face his general direction.

[Ivak]

"You wouldn't know." Charlie repeated, brows raising.
He continued to listen to her, mentally agreeing with her words about drunks. It was when she asked if he danced did he actually pause.
"Ah, nah darlin." he gave a weak grin. "I don't dance." he shrugged to himself. "I'd have to be completely drunk and have lots of ladies around me to get my body movin'."
Charlie quickly scrubbed the stain off the table.

[bynx]

When he repeated her words, she gently smiled. Either he truly hadn't noticed, or was being curtious. Either she was fine with.

She gently moved off the stool, slowly making her way towards him. "Everyone dances. Dance with me?" She asked, gently touching his hand with the rag. she smiled as she pulled on his gently. "No grinding, now..Mind you I only dance ballroom style." Shocking, yes. Given her appearance and what not.

[Ivak]

Charlie smirked as she touched him, and he turned to her. "Ballroom style, eh? Well. Can't say I've taken the time work on that, but I guess now's the best time to learn." he said. Like any woman, he'd gladly please her. Toy with her. Maybe if he appreciated her enough, he'd eventually find him and her a nice bed....
But Charlie kept his feelings mutual for the time. He knew what to do. Years of pleasing women had worked to his knowledge in the female department.
He continued to watch her, and grinned. "Besides. I'd never practice any grindin' on a first meeting...."

[bynx]

She smiled and pulled him behind her into the open dance floor provided by the bar. She adjusted both of their hands as they began to twirl. "Thats good. I'd have to remove your manhood if you did." she smirked, smiling. She was careful.. It was not time for the fangs.. Not yet.. She was having to much fun toying with the man. Did he think he had a shot? Funny. Humans were pathetic..

They twirled, dancing for at least half an hour before she pulled away. "Can I ask you a question, Charlie?" She quizzed, raising a brow. "why do you not believe in vampires and lycans?"

[Ivak]

Charles continued to grin. "You would have to catch me first, Ricky." he said in her ear. The male moved towards her slightly from behind, closing most of the space between them. He left some means of air parting them, of course. Charlie's eyes wandered, yet of course nothing she had would be new to him whatsoever. He had seen women many times before...

"Why don't I believe? Why should I believe? Vampries and Lycans are just myths that parents come up with to scare their kids into behaving..." he said, rolling his eyes at the statement.


(( Mhm. Sorry to skew any means of plans that you and/or Ricky might have, but I'd like to keep Chalres a mortal for the time being. ^^ No point in makin' a mortal if he's just going to be transformed a few days later. ))

[bynx]

She nodded, grinning, letting laughter slip from her lips as she moved away, settling into a nice booth. "That's really a shame... I must say, I more than I appear..." She cooed, resting her shin in her hands. She would toy with his fears, make them a reality, and leave...Only to haunt him every night. He was her latest victim. She wasn't called Fox for nothing...

[Ivak]

"Oh really." Charles snorted with a smirk. "Why is that such a shame?"
He hovered over the table in the booth, leaning on it while facing Ricky.
The bartender raised one of his brows, and laughed. "More than you appear." he questioned.
"What? You're a werewolf? Gonna bite me, princess?" he taunted. Charles was only having a spot of amusing fun with her, and her comments made it more amusing.

[bynx]

Ricky let a smile appear as she chuckled with him. "No. I am not a mutt, my dear. I wouldn't dream of it. Nor am I in any way a princess. " She chuckled, amused by his oblivion to what she was getting at. The closer he leaned, the closer she leaned. Their faces were close, and she could smell the booze on his clothing from working behind the bar. She smiled once more, letting her fangs glint in the light as she hissed lowly.

[Ivak]

Charles didn't falter at all by her teeth. He was arrogant, which left him pretty much straightforward in his beliefs. The bartender snorted as she hissed.
"Very nice, darlin." Charles chuckled. "You're one of the few ladies I've seen stalking around this run-down town that has reasonably white teeth."

The bartender rolled back onto his heels, sauntering over to the bar again to stack a few more glasses into a triangle on the counter.

[bynx]

She was beside him. Her seed unfaltering. "Why thank you, love. I do prefer stainless teeth..Red is such an unflattering color in ones mouth." She purred, leaning upon the counter, hands on his, holding them down, forcing his attention to remain on her. "what would it take to change you beliefs, my dear? I wold so hate to see my latest bartedner killed for arrogance." She mused, tilting her head, causing her dreads to move with it.

[Ivak]

The male rolled his eyes before coming close to her face, looking towards her eyes.
"Seeing is believing, darlin." he hissed lowly, still smirking.
Charles didn't move when she held his hands down, instead, he left them on the counter contently underneath hers.
The bartender laughed to himself lowly.

[bynx]

"What to you need to see, my dear?" She asked, absently listening, while musing on other matters in the back of her mind. "Would you prefer to see a friend mauled by a rabid dog? Or a relative drained entirely?" she asked. It was entirely up to him, ultimately....Whatever he chose, she was going to stalk this bar. Every night.

[Ivak]

Charles sighed.
"Beats me, but I'm stickin' with what I say. Those creatures don't exist." he said, almost beginning to get annoyed.
Why was she so interested in the subject? Ricky must live around in the village, right? Like, nobody came to the villages anymore from faraway places. Ricky would've already known about them, therefore enforcing less questions, but that didn't seem to be the case here.
"Why are you so interested in the topic, anyway?"

[bynx]

"Like I said, I don't want my new bartender destroyed." She said flatly, musing on what to do next. Perhaps she should take him to the coven..Let him catch wind of the blood wells.. Oh that would upset Willym and Alex wonderfully.. Not like they would harm him, he was hers. As of now, he belonged to her by the codes set own by the ancient Coven Elders. Besides, Alex and Willym were still young compared to Ricky, they had not her skills yet. How fun it would be to irritate them.. The bonds of their race healing the damages she would cause. Fun.


"Charles... Care to go for a walk?"

[Ivak]

"Where to, miss?" he asked in an interested tone.
His eyes remained on her face as she remained silent. The bartender slipped a hand out from under hers, continuing to wipe the counter clean. Charles chuckled.
"It ain't as if anyone's gonna be comin' in tonight anyway."