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Post by clementine on Feb 27, 2011 22:42:07 GMT -5
"Hey boss, we got some newbies wanting to apply for the dancing positions. You ready to check em out?" A burly demon with a flat nose asked Garrett. He was Jared and the new club's bouncer. Garrett thought he chose pretty well considering the demon's girth.
"Yeah, sure." Garrett replied, setting down the glass he was cleaning and following Jared out to the floor where the stage was set up. The dancing pole had already been extended and now it was just waiting to be tried out.
"Send them out one at a time and have them perform whatever." The half vampire added, motioning with his hand for his visual technician to dim the lights.
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Post by praiseofblood on Feb 27, 2011 22:49:39 GMT -5
Caira calmly waited his turn. He needed a new job now that Feara was off with his mate. He was alone, and needed a way to care for himself. Caira kept his eyes lidded, as he didn't want anyone to comment on his strange, multicolored eyes. They always seemed to make people think he wanted their conversation.
When it was his turn to dance, Caira headed for the stage, eyes averted as the music started to play. He pulled his shirt off, exposing his trim, perfectly scupted form and began to gracefully and sensually dance to the music. His body looked like moving art as he moved, never once raising his gaze until near the end of the song where he snapped his gaze up to stare out at the man watching him, his eyes catching the light.
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Post by clementine on Feb 27, 2011 22:57:48 GMT -5
Garrett's breath caught as he stared at the male. Wow. The previous dancers hadn't stirred him at all and yet this bearer made it seem like he could answer all of Garrett's fantasies. Which was utterly insane considering this person was just dancing.
He'd be perfect for the club.
The vampire gazed at the dancer, trying to figure out what color his eyes were. It seemed like they kept changing, finally, Garrett cleared his voice and raised his hand elegantly to signal the dancer to stop his routine. He'd seen enough.
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Post by praiseofblood on Feb 27, 2011 23:00:47 GMT -5
Caira stilled his body and lowered his eyes before waiting to be dismissed from the stage.
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Post by clementine on Feb 27, 2011 23:12:35 GMT -5
Garrett wondered why the male looked so demure. It was almost like he was bowing to him. Garrett held back a snarl, knowing the dancer had no idea that he was crown prince of the vampires. He HATED bowing. "Rise." Garrett found himself saying a little too loudly.
"What's your name?"
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Post by praiseofblood on Feb 27, 2011 23:15:12 GMT -5
"Caira." Caira replied, voice surprisingly deep, like sex and chocolate. He kept his lids lowered as he stood.
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Post by clementine on Feb 27, 2011 23:28:56 GMT -5
Garrett's eyes narrowed. Only servants lowered their eyes and this male was clearly not one. "Raise your eyes Caira." He said softly. "Tell me. Why do you want this job and what do you think you can offer to my club?"
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Post by praiseofblood on Feb 27, 2011 23:30:59 GMT -5
Caira slowly rose his eyes to look at the male and his eyes gleamed, shifting in a myraid of colors. "I need the money as I am recently displaced. I can bring your club much revenue." he said simply. He was sure of his skill as a dancer, he was one of the highest paid on Sensaforia.
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Post by clementine on Feb 27, 2011 23:34:47 GMT -5
He was confident. Garrett liked that. He did continued to squint at Caira, trying to figure out his eyes. "You're hired if you can answer one question," the vampire started, "what color are you eyes?"
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Post by praiseofblood on Feb 27, 2011 23:37:44 GMT -5
Caira sighed slightly. "Blue." he said, and watched the male's face. "Orange. Green. Red. Purple. Silver. Yellow. Grey. Hazel and Fuscia." he said to his soon to be boss.
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Post by clementine on Feb 27, 2011 23:43:55 GMT -5
Garrett couldn't help a smile, but quickly covered it with his hand. "Is that so? A rainbow then? Well Caira. Consider yourself hired. You've just made the last spot. Jared, send the others home." He told his bouncer as he slowly rose.
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Post by praiseofblood on Feb 27, 2011 23:45:45 GMT -5
Caira greatfully lowered his lids again and nodded to the male before heading off stage and to his small rented room.
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Post by clementine on Feb 27, 2011 23:50:27 GMT -5
The next night was opening night and though it was still a bit early, the were a line around the block. Garrett was going around making a head count, making sure everything was in order and ready to go. He was going to prove his father wrong and show that he COULD run a successful business without the help of the crown behind him.
"Has anyone seen Caira?" Garrett asked to the general mass. He hadn't seen the multicolored eyed male yet.
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Post by praiseofblood on Feb 27, 2011 23:53:40 GMT -5
Caira entered through the side door with a small bag. He went to the dressing room, dropped it and entered the club where there seemed to be a meeting. He immediately lowered his eye lids.
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Post by clementine on Feb 27, 2011 23:55:34 GMT -5
"You're late Caira. We open in thirty minutes." He chided the male, though there was no real heat in his words. Garrett then turned back to giving his staff their pep talk before finally sending everyone on their way to get everything ready for the opening.
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