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26 Re: Cooked to PERFECTION I Tell You! on Fri Oct 28, 2016 1:53 am

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It seemed the siren's call was working on this woman as well. The girl she had targeted seemed to react positively in an almost beckoning way that, had she not been on the job, she might have tried her luck with her. Sadly it would end there, the two finding a screaming man coming between the two of them. That was her time to move, continuing the song as she began to creep her way to the stage in her dance like movements. "I want your love, I want your revenge. You and me could write a bad romance. I want your love and your lover's revenge. You and me could write a bad romance." The song would continue in earnest as she made her way to the stage before she heard one drunken customer complain about the stupid song.

It was clear her was drunk beyond what was needed for being here. The man should have left, but stubbornness just caused him to drink more instead of stopping when he felt the effects more than what was the stopping point. Another man would disagree with him, causing the already upset drunk to take a swing at him. The ensuing chaos of a bar fight would start, making the song stop as the pink haired female went to the back of the stage and prepared to use the tavern provided guitar as an improvised weapon of self-defense should anybody come at her at an inopportune time. It would only be a short time before it was resolved and people would be escorted out, she just had to make it to that point before she could continue her song.


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27 Re: Cooked to PERFECTION I Tell You! on Fri Oct 28, 2016 2:51 am

Again someone decided to rain on Chesha’s parade. The excited fellow was quite fine: she encouraged positive attitudes about these things. Besides the performer needed to cater to the crowd and not focus solely on a single person in the audience so while the moment had been enjoyable she accepted its inevitable death. Now having someone interrupt yet another request of her’s before it could find its proper end? Truly, truly outrageous actions like finding a cache of gemstones. A more vicious part of Chesha wanted to have Alejandro bite him, let the man learn to keep in his place. Perhaps even let a bone break? There was definitely something satisfying about feeling the grind as the marrow inside squished and the harder exterior slowly gave way beneath the pressure…but no.

She’d already unintentionally caused someone to choke to death earlier that day – so she’d decided despite never properly finding out – and the girl refused to sacrifice her vodka for the greater good. Even if the greater good was merely her rising temper. Besides someone else gave him a good through ’Crack!’ to the skull, another breaking their beer bottle on the fellow’s head as he stumbled and brought him fully to the ground. This left all three parties to be escorted out, one of them taking their date along with him who could barely walk in a straight line. ’Good, get her out of here before she starts trying to sing along off key.’ For now though the cloaked girl would simply wait and enjoy her drink, not exactly eager to have another song disrupted due to stupid audience critiquing. Since when did everyone suddenly become judges of a talent show anyways?

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28 Re: Cooked to PERFECTION I Tell You! on Fri Oct 28, 2016 11:36 pm

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It would be a few minutes before the whole situation panned out and ended up with a trio of people being escorted out of the tavern and told to stay away for a few days. That was why people tended to try and behave here after a while. There were no outright bans, but they would kick you out for a while. That meant none of the good rum, or food, that they served, as well as not getting the entertainment that many places did not have; a beautiful bard!

Taking a break for a few minutes, just to get a full glass of rum to make her feel better and quench her thirst at the same time. The crowd would slowly calm down, the fight having brought the adrenaline in the place up to unsafe levels if it got rowdy again. Once she felt it would be safe to do another attempt at playing more music, Hure would skip onto the stage before sliding to a stop before talking loudly to everyone there. "All right people! It seems that the half time show has ended and I've had some of the great rum you can get only at this tavern! Shameless plug aside, how about we get back into the request night and get one of those waitresses and waiters to bring me what you want to hear!" The other workers would nod to her as they began to walk around to see if anyone had a specific song they wanted to sing. It seemed nearly no one wanted to ask for something, the fights over the previous three being almost too much for them to want to try another.


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29 Re: Cooked to PERFECTION I Tell You! on Sat Oct 29, 2016 12:26 am

For a spell the conversation levels rose, irking the moody Chesha. Normally it was fine, but when she just wanted to relax and forget the day the noise of other people could grate on her nerves. She had to be careful though, going so far as to prevent Alejandro from gnawing on the stool at all due to her anxiousness. All that’d accomplish is destroying her seat, and right now the pale girl wasn’t sure she could get someone kicked out in a nice way for the sake of their seat. ’Maybe snacks…yeah, need to eat something.’ If she could preoccupy herself with something, anything else that’d help and truth be told the girl’s tongue wanted a little salty or something to offshoot some of the sweet and citrus of her drink.

”Hey barkeep, can I get some chips n’ maybe some buffalo wings?” she hollered, getting the man’s attention. With a nod he went to place her order to the kitchen. Just as she started fixing up another drink the mermaid came back on stage, plugging the bar a bit before asking for more requests. So far it looked as most of the crowd could care less or were too drawn to their personal conversations to really offer something. At this rate it looked like the staff were considering letting it be dealer’s choice for all the offers they were getting, though perhaps one or two received a proper suggestion. As a new, fresh-faced young man walked by Chesha gently tugged on his sleeve, quickly getting his attention. ”Mind putting in a request for me?” at the question he nodded, leaning closer to properly hear as she spoke up, ”Can you ask her to sing ‘Castle’ please? Thank ye!”

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30 Re: Cooked to PERFECTION I Tell You! on Sat Oct 29, 2016 12:41 am

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It seemed that request night was going to be a flop tonight. No one seemed to want to put in any requests. Either focusing on their food and drink, or too busy in an interesting conversation to care about what was going on in the background. It would take a few minutes before anyone got a song request to her, and it was one for a song that she did not do that often. That didn't mean she did not know it, it just meant she would not be doing anything special movement-wise while playing.

The mermaid would begin playing her guitar before singing what was a calming, yet intense, song at the same time. "Sigh of all these people talking, sick of all this noise. Tired of all these cameras flashing, sick of being poised. Now my neck is open wide, begging for a fist around it. Already choking on my pride, so there's no use crying about it." The woman could envision quite a few people in this song, though none were in it for a good reason. I'm headed straight for the castle, they wanna make me their queen. And there's an old man sitting on the throne that's saying that I probably shouldn't be so mean." If Hure had been in the position of the person in the song she may have gone into why they would say such things, or deck him depending on what he was doing there on the throne. "I'm headed straight for the castle, they've got the kingdom locked up. And there's an old man sitting on the throne that's saying I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut. Straight for the castle." People in the crowd either showed interest in the song or just didn't care that it was being sung. At this point of the song she would step down again, intent on roaming the crowd to maybe chat after the song; or just stop if anyone of interest invited her to have a seat.


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31 Re: Cooked to PERFECTION I Tell You! on Sat Oct 29, 2016 2:02 am

There was just something to the hypnotic beat, something that the girl delighted about the words. It left her with visions of facing him again, throwing that cocky bastard off his self-proclaimed throne. She wanted to send him sprawling down a flight of stairs and let that man look up to see her atop them, to realize he’d been dethroned and she’d sure as hell see to it he never regained it. Then again there existed a myriad of things she wanted to do to him, to say, and deciding on the best or favored course of action changed according to her mood.

In her more peaceful states she wanted to merely get in a last word as she slit his throat. Other, more vicious moments she wanted him to feel every ounce of pain she’d experienced during her life incarcerated by him, drawing everything out so deliciously long so as not to waste a single ounce…sometimes that sent shivers down her spine in such a nice way. Only Alejandro stood as a good note of those memories, something to appreciate in surviving.

Though in her more literal moments the girl wasn’t interested in ruling people, at least nothing beyond maybe a small group and even then…well, people were so willful. She appreciated their company – some more than others – but the mere notion of holding responsibility over any of them was laughable. ’Still wanna kick him off his little chair though….hmmm…although…’ They hadn’t exactly done anything to her per say, not directly or in this lifetime, but there existed another cocky bunch Chesha wouldn’t mind seeing on their hands and knees begging like the oddly protected worms they were. Then again when only their life held any importance above all others...surely that was something anyone and everyone could despise? ’Amusing to think the only thing not uniting the world against them are delusions and the Marines. Well, to be fair few people pop their bubbles of their own accord. By that point it’s too late.’ As food clattered in front of her Chesha realized two things: it looked and smelled delightful, and her thoughts were becoming a little sporadic. ’Oh well, not exactly making parliament decisions right now anyhow.’

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32 Re: Cooked to PERFECTION I Tell You! on Sat Oct 29, 2016 2:16 am

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The rest of the song would go smoothly, the woman not getting a single interruption to her song for the entirety of it's lyrics. A few would even clap as it ended and the woman would ask again for any kind of request. Alas there were none to be had, so the woman would sing a multitude of songs in a row, only pausing to take more drinks of the rum that she got free free or to take a bite off a plate of nachos a guest had ordered for her as a type of tip.

The playlist for the night went from 'Elastic Heart' and managed to get to songs such as 'Can't Feel My Face.' There was always a rise from some part of the crowd, someone enjoying the song more than the others that were around. Even more seemed somber, lost in thoughts as she sang even as they worked slowly at mugs and plates. A song that went by the name of 'Yellow' made some of the ladies go on about wanting songs written about them, boyfriends with them being put on the spot if they had them.

All in all the night went off without a hitch for the rest of her shift that night. Once everything was said and done, tips were gathered, and she packed up her stuff, there was not that many left inside of the tavern. It was getting quite late, a few more hours and the early risers would be getting our of bed. The woman would go to those seeming lost in thought and let them know they should try to get some sleep, and even offer to help them up and outside if they had had a bit too much to drink. Once the place emptied she would head to bed, she had a long day ahead of her if she wanted to move on to something more lucrative.


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33 Re: Cooked to PERFECTION I Tell You! on Sat Oct 29, 2016 2:41 am

With the disappearance of her wings and chips the woman considered her already purchased alcohol. As much as she enjoyed the music having the crowd around her and not much else to do made her oddly anxious. Sort of like being back there where a younger version sat around just waiting until people needed her for one thing another. Always waiting, always at their beck and call, always on their time…and she had other things to do anyways. Things she got to decide on, and well felt necessary anyways. Bones didn’t naturally scatter themselves about town and organs had a funny way of staying where you put them when not stuck inside some useless body.

Picking up the larger vodka bottle, Chesha caught the bartender’s attention, ”I’m good to go, right?” Vaguely she recalled handing money over, but a little hazy she didn’t exactly want to deal with a burly bouncy hounding her part way back to that guy’s home either. The less followers the better.

”Yeah you’re good for that n’ the soda water, but you haven’t paid for the food yet.” The man continued wiping down a mug, getting things ready more or less for closing soon though they still had another hour before it’d be time to kick people out the door. He nodded to the girl when she placed down the requested amount, again reminding her about the soda water and shrugging when she inquired about the lemons: they’d just be tossed out if she didn’t take them. One container later and the girl finally started her leisurely walk back towards the slums. Now she simply had to decide what to do with her leftovers: make more drinks, give whatever she didn’t finish to a local, or use it to help burn the man’s house down.

’I’ll figure something out.’

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