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Post by praiseofblood on Feb 28, 2011 0:00:41 GMT -5
Caira went to change and start on his flowing black hair. The outfit he had was a type of human Japanese style male kimono. The black bottom was like a wrap and there was a golden sheer top layer robe. He pulled his hair up into a series of knots and twists and started on his make up. He applied dark, dark liner around his eyes to make his long black lashes seem longer, and muted golds covered his eye-lids. He put on just enough gloss to make his lips look kissable. He gave himself a once over and nodded, waiting for his turn to dance.
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Post by clementine on Feb 28, 2011 0:20:42 GMT -5
Caira was soon called for his turn to dance and the light dimmed to signal the next show. Garrett paused in his filling of drink to stare at the vision that was Caire.
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Post by praiseofblood on Feb 28, 2011 0:24:23 GMT -5
Caira began his dance, moving slowly, and powerfully down the stage. His body flowed with his movements like water, and all of the clubs patrons were spellbound and panting as he dropped the sheer cover and gracefully spun. He snapped his eyes open as he slid to the ground, glancing at the audience as they gasped and murmured, and he finished the dance soon after with a multitude of hoots and applause.
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Post by clementine on Feb 28, 2011 0:28:37 GMT -5
Garrett was applauding with everyone else. As the owner, males started to try and buy Caira for the night before Garrett firmly snarled that his bar was NOT a brothel. If they wanted Caire, they'd have to approached the male on his own time.
Thankfully, the nice went smoothly. Even Jared was pressed for work since the fights stayed to a minimum.
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Post by praiseofblood on Feb 28, 2011 0:30:35 GMT -5
Caira had another dance that night and performed it well before heading to the club for a water and then home.
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Post by clementine on Feb 28, 2011 0:33:10 GMT -5
"You did good newbie." Garrett teased lightly as he slid a glass of water Caira's way.
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Post by praiseofblood on Feb 28, 2011 5:39:59 GMT -5
Caira nodded his thanks before sipping the water.
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Post by clementine on Mar 1, 2011 2:05:57 GMT -5
Garrett could help but smile, though he made sure not to flash his fangs. "You're kind of quiet, aren't you?" He drawled, refilling Caira's glass again when the male had drank the first dry.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 1, 2011 6:35:18 GMT -5
Caira just looked at the male. He wasn't stupid, he knew who his boss really was, but to avoid his suspicion, he continued to sip his water. He placed down a couple of credits, stood, and looked at the malr. "Thank you, I will return tomorrow."
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Post by clementine on Mar 1, 2011 15:32:36 GMT -5
"Hang on now." Garrett scooped up the credits as he exited out from behind the bar. "It was only water." He said, pressing the money back into Caira's hand. "It's kind of late, mind if I walk you out?"
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 1, 2011 15:58:10 GMT -5
Caira blinked curiously at the male but accepted the money and allowed the taller male to lead the way to the door.
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Post by clementine on Mar 1, 2011 16:35:13 GMT -5
Garrett smiled and held the door open for Caira. He planned on walking the male home. If you read the application right, Caira didn't exactly live in the ritziest part of town.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 1, 2011 16:39:32 GMT -5
Caira stepped out. "Thank you. I will be on my way." he said with a small nod.
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Post by clementine on Mar 1, 2011 16:59:03 GMT -5
"Care if I walk you to the end of the block?" Garrett asked with another of his charming smiles.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 1, 2011 17:02:29 GMT -5
Caira flicked his eyes up to the male. "I know you wish to walk me home. But, I assure you, I can take good care of myself, Mr. Garrett." he told the male.
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