ERP Logs

** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] gives out a heavy sigh and crosses her arms "I'm alright, save it for a rainy day."
** [This tall man wears a...] pulls the second beer bottle from his pocket, holding it up. He playfully tosses it up in the air, neutrally pulling his hand back, watching the bottle fall between them, shattering.
** [5'11 | Tattoos going ...] would flinch as the bottle shatters, taking a few steps back, "What the hell, man?!"
[5'11 | Tattoos going ...] says "Yeah, sure. Whatever. I was gonna buy that off you."
** [This tall man wears a...] lifts his hand, sticking a finger in his mouth to rid of the residue from the beer splashing on him from his hand.
** [5'11 | Tattoos going ...] would squint his eyes a bit.
[5'11 | Tattoos going ...] says "For however much you would sell it for."
[5'11 | Tattoos going ...] says "Twenty?"
[5'11 | Tattoos going ...] says "I bought one for ten."
[5'11 | Tattoos going ...] says "Well, atleast let me pay ten."
[5'11 | Tattoos going ...] says "I ain't paying twenty."
[5'11 | Tattoos going ...] says "Fifteen?"
** [5'11 | Tattoos going ...] would let out a small fake laugh.
** [5'11 | Tattoos going ...] would shake his head, "Whatever, man. I'm outta here. Are you selling that beer or not?"
** [5'11 | Tattoos going ...] would reach into his pocket, pulling out a torn wallet. He would count and take out thirty kroner, walking over to the man. He would hand it to him.
** [5'11 | Tattoos going ...] would look over at the woman leaning on the wall. He jumps back, as if he hadn't know she was there.
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] pushes herself from off the wall, eyeing the man in front of her "Tell me sir, what do you do for a living?"
** [5'11 | Tattoos going ...] would look down at the bottle. He would conceal it in his shirt, and begin walking away.
** [5'9 | Short, messy bl...] would visibly twitch, staring at the man with a stone face. He would then walk past him.
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] nods at the man and straightens her posture a bit, a slight smerk appears on her face "Well what can I say, I keep an eye out for the things that satisfy my eyes."
** [5'9 | Short, messy bl...] would approach the two, desperately attempting to stop any ERP from happening.
** [This tall man wears a...]'smerks' back, looking to her completely silently.
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] pushes a piece of hair behind her ear, looking at the man closely "So, you new here?"
** [5'9 | Short, messy bl...] would stop near the man, nodding once in his direction. He'd begin talking with a young sounding voice, a little higher pitched than usual, "Hey. You wanna buy some beer?"
** [5'9 | Short, messy bl...]'s eyes would widen a bit, "Thirty?"
** [5'9 | Short, messy bl...] would walk past him.
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] simply nods, her eyes still fixed on the man "If my eyes are decieving me sir, then I can't quite possibly understand how someone could forget such a man like you." she pauses and gives a slight smirk "Well, I better be going now got stuff to do, places to be. I'll hopefully see you around." she begins to walk away slightly brushing herself upon the man, she has a bit of a sway in her walk.
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] "Well what does it look like im doing, sir? Just spending my time relaxing in here." she pauses for a moment, making a obvious fake pouty face "All alone."
[This tall man wears a...] says "I mean, I don't know what you call alone, but I've got company right in front of me."
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] "I do, I write. I've been coming up with story ideas, its kind of my way of relaxing. But you know, writiting isn't the only thing that relaxes me." she says trailing her finger across the edge of the balconey.
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...]  nods at the man, taking in a deep breathe "Mmm... yes soup, that would be relaxing."
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] glances up at the man, leaning over the balconey next to him "So, I never seemed to catch your name."
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] she smiles at him "What a great name... Scott." she pauses for a moment, her eyes locked on his them simply says "Just call me, Remi."
[This tall man wears a...] says "A pleasure, Remi."
[This tall man wears a...] says "Does it stand for something? Remi?"
[Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] says "Mm.. no nothing in particular, just the name my mother gave me."
[This tall man wears a...] says "I see. Your mother picked a great name. "
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] begins to blush slightly, moving closer to him "I'm glad you think so, heh."
[This tall man wears a...] says "I'm glad I do too. It seems to have benefeits."
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] begins to rub the side of her neck giving out a slight moan "Eugh i'm so sore, I was up all night thinking of book ideas. I was going to do that today as well, but looks like my plans got interrupted by something much more better." she says giving a slight smirk.
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] gives out a slight giggle, with her eye contact still on the man "What do you think? You, silly!"
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] eyes the man behind her and then slowly walks forward to the man infront, she sets one of her hands on his shoulder and begins to whisper something in his ear.
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] lets out a light giggle, then walks away from the man.
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] stretches herself a bit "Mm.. so where were we?" she says smiling at the man.
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] walks in closer to the man, her eye contact never leaving his "Well you want to know what i'm craving, Scott?" she lets out a little giggle, as she says this.
[Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] says "Tell me, Scott."
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] she leans in closer to him within whispering distance.
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] looks up at him with a small smirk on her face, she slowly pushes him against the wall. She wraps her arms around him loosely and begins to softly kiss his neck, starting from under his ear and going down to his collar bone. She suddenly stops with a frown on her face.
* [This tall man wears a...] leans back against the wall lazily, rubbing her back. He speaks "Shouldn't I be doing this to you?" looking back down to her.
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] shrugs with a tiny smirk on her face "If you think you can handle me... then go ahead." she says and lets out a small giggle.
** [Stands At 5'3, Curvy ...] steps closer to the man, to where their faces are practically a foot apart, she bites her lower lip with a smirk on her face. She takes him by the collar of his shirt pulling him in closer, she traces her finger along the end of the fabric of the collar and then she lowers her voice "You know, a fine man like you don't just come out of nowhere." she pauses looking at his lips with a bit of crave in her eye "But I don't fool around with guy with fiances." she lets go of his collar, and slowly backs away.