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Little roleplay between Pistol-Pink and I. I think I messed up on Lola... ^///^;; Sorry about that. XDD
Lola: The Casino was slow. Everyone seemed somewhat...less busy then usual. However, Lola didn't mind. As she layed upon the red sofa in the lobby; she slowly flipped through the pages of a 'Peoples' magazine. "Hmm...Brad Pitt and Angelina adopt another baby," laughing to herself, the Columbian feline slowly closed the magazine. "Oh, will they ever learn?" Putting the magazine to the side; she then put her head down upon her small paws; only to look tiredly out into the vast Casino. "Where's a waiter when you need one..."
Damian: Damian was flipping through a magazine about the showgirls. He leaned back against a slot machine and carefully flipped through the pages of the advertisement. "When is their next show?.." He murmured to himself. Damian loved the showgirls' shows. They gave entertainment to his usually boring nights at the casino. He looked up from his magazine and held back a small gasp of surprise. The head showgirl was walking right towards him! He quickly put away the magazine and started to walk casually towards her.
Lola: Sighing; the Columbian savannah made her way through the Casino- looking for an available waiter to take her order. However...none were in sight. And as the new lead entertainer of the Las Vegas Casino- she badly wanted to get a drink to take her mind off of things, and who knows? Maybe meet a cute tom while doing it. As she blinked her piercing yellow eyes; she turned around- only to bump into a large gray tom. "Oh, I'm sorry-" the feline muttered; rubbing her head as her Columbian accent ringed like a bell.
Damian: Guilt crashed down upon Damian. Did he really just crash into the lead showgirl? He stepped back and helped steady the she-cat. "Are you alright?" He asked, "I'm so sorry about that." His ears lied back apologetically as he looked down at her.
Lola: "Oh no, no, no," the feline murmured; blushing at the hospitality of the tom. "It was my fault. I wasn't watching where I was walking." Brushing her head fur back with a small whisp of her paw- she twitched her whiskers and adjusted her head-dress. "I'm Lolita Perle, by the way~"
Damian: "I'm Damian." The dark tom smiled. "I never thought I would meet a showgirl like you. You're even more beautiful in person." He purred.
Lola: "More beautiful in person?" Purring, she flicked her tail under the tom's chin. "Obviously you haven't seen me in the bedroom." Pausing, the feline then twitched her whiskers, mewing, "Say...you want to have a drink with me?" It was normal for the she-cat to flirt, however, she felt somewhat lonesome due to the move to Las Vegas.
Damian: Damian raised an eyebrow slightly and he swallowed down the rising purr. "Of course." Damian said, guiding her over to the bar. Damian had never talked to a showgirl except for Marilyn. But that was long ago. Damian didn't really want anything to do with her anymore. Once they entered the bar, Damian hopped up onto a seat and flicked his tail as he waited for Lola to do the same.
Lola: Lola smiled to the tom; noticing that he saved her a seat as he waited upon the maroon leather stool. Pouncing up elegantly; the Columbian savannah blinked her yellow eyes- only to glance at the handsome tom out of the corner of her gaze. Studying him silently- she noted a few things. The way he walked around...showed that he's somewhere up in the higher Casino rankings. And the way he delt money...blinking her yellow snake-like eyes, Lolita made a quick conclusion. 'He must be a Pimp'. "Oh, hello~!" Lola mewed; snapping out of her thoughts as the bartender stood patiently, waiting for her order. "I'll have a cherry vodka...," the feline mewed seductively- giving a wink as she beckoned him away. Turning to Damian, she smiled warmly. "So- you seem pretty well known here." The exotic cat murmured- pointing to a group of she-cats watching Damian dreamily.
Damian: Damian chuckled lightly and shrugged off the thought of she-cats fawning over him, "You could say that." He murmured, flagging down another bardender. "My usual with a side of nachos" He said with a small swish of his paw, and sent the bartender away. He turned his attention back to Lolita. "So Lolita... Do you mind if I call you Lola instead? I've heard you go by that name sometimes."
Lola: "Oh, of course. I mean, Lola is also my Showgirl name." Smiling; the feline then flicked her tail as the bartender served her cherry vodka- imported from Moscow, Russia. Honestly, it was the Columbian savannah's favorite drink...next to pina coladas, of course. Sipping the fluid slowly; she gasped at the strong liquor. "God...that's strong." Pausing, she then flicked her ears. "You like nachos?"
Damian: "I love nachos. With a pina colada to drink, usually, but tonight I'm just getting a shot of vodka." Damian turned to the bartender who served him his drink and small plate of nachos. Damian took a small sip of the drink before offering Lola a nacho. "Do you like nachos?" He asked.
Lola: 'Wow, it seems as if he likes everything I like', Lola thought curiously- only to lean forward. In a way, she felt as if...she knew this tom. Maybe from an earlier encounter. But either way, he seemed sweet and funny...a perfect boy toy for the Head Showgirl. "Oh, yes- I love nachos." Smiling- she stuck her tongue out teasingly and winked. "With extra cheese~"
Damian: Damian peered at Lola from behind his glass. He licked his lips as he set it down, then looked back over at Lola. "That's exactly how I like them." Damian purred, pushing the nachos over to her. "Take as many as you'd like."
Lola: "Really? My my, seems as if we're more alike then I thought, Mr. Damian." Smiling, she took a nacho; raising the chip as the cheese, more like a string, raised with it. "Uhh--," the feline murmured, trying to break the cheese-like string. However, the more she tried, the bigger mess it created. Finally, with some success, the feline got the chip- only the cheese that was suppose to be melted upon it was tangled within her fur. Smiling cornily with her ears folded back; she blushed- cheese all over her face and chest. "Help?"
Damian: Damian chuckled silently. The poor she-cat was a mess. "Here, let me help you." Damian purred leaning over and ran his tongue long her chest and tongue. He heard some cats fumble out of their seats behind him, but he simply folded back his ears in annoyance and ignored them. Damian leaned back slightly and looked up into her golden eyes. "Better now?" He said, licking his lips.
Lola: "Perfect." The feline mewed in a whisper; staring into Damian's golden eyes as she blinked her yellow gem-like eyes. Leaning foward, she licked Damian's cheek- feeling her warm fur against his as she whispered in a low, seductive tone, "you had a little cheese on your cheek."
Damian: Damian chuckled at the act. "Cheese tastes better on your fur than on chips." Damian smirked seductively, licking the cheese off the nacho in his hand before crunching the chip in half with his sharp teeth.
Lola: Smiling, the feline then smirked- only to lean forward teasingly and purr, "I could say the same to you." Drinking her vodka- she then thought of something. However, she shook it away with a toss of her elegant head. 'The alcohol is getting to me'.
Damian: Damian proceeded to eat a few more chips before he concluded that he was finished. "Would you like any more nachos?" He asked Lola. Damian reached over and softly gripped the glass of vodka and brought it to his lips, drinking a bit of it.
Lola: "No...I'm full." The feline mewed; smiling as she rubbed her expanded stomach in indication. Watching the tom drink a bit of her vodka; she then leaned over the table- her yellow eyes shining in the dim lighting of the bar. Speaking in her soft Columbian voice, she smiled feintly. "We could always order...dessert," the feline mewed with a wink once again.
Damian: Damian nodded as he purred, "That sounds great." He blinked a few times as his vision started to get a little bit fuzzy. The bartender walked up and Damian pushed the empty glasses and plate of nachos over to him. After the bartender took away the drinks and food, Damian handed him the money. "I'll pay." Damian murmured, looking over at Lola.
Lola: Laughing drunkily; the feline put a paw over Damian's shoulder. "Okay...and *hiccup* I'll just pay *hiccup* next time...," smiling, she then slumped onto his shoulder- her eyes flickering open then peacefully closing every couple of seconds. Purring; she then rolled onto her back upon the stool. "Carry *hiccup* me~!"
Damian: Damian laughed slighly and stretched his neck and peered into Lola's eyes. "Well what about the dessert?" He teased, flicking his tail back and forth playfully. His vision started to blur a little again, and he leaned back against the bar chair again.
Lola: "Oh, I've got the dessssert right here," she purred with her deep Columbian accent- only to lean foward and kiss him with no warning. Of course, if Lola was sober, she wouldn't think twice about doing it. But with her being drunk...nothing seemed for certain. And whether it was the vodka or the tom, either way- he looked more handsome than before.
Damian: Damian's ears shot up in surprise, yet he allowed himself to sink into the smaller savannah, and he closed his eyelids before breaking away and leaned away a bit. Damian laughed slightly as a hiccup escaped his lips, and his eyelashes fluttered. "The desert tasted even better than the main course." He murmured in a flirtatious tone.
Lola: "You're hilarrrious," the she-cat murmured playfully as she ran her small paw over the tom's cheek- only to really glance into the tom's gaze from a nose-to-nose perspective. It was if...everything stopped. No felines to be seen, just them. And his purple eyes, glittering in the dim lighting...it made her pause to think, sober or not, 'damn- he's really hot'. Coming back to reality- she then let a purr rumble in her throat, only to whisper, "I know we just met...but we should do this again, Damian. I..."
Damian: Damian smiled his toothy grin and barely stopped himself from leaning in to kiss the she-cat back. "Definitely." Damian agreed, blinking away the fuzziness. "I would love to." He seemed to get lost in Lola's jewel-like eyes, and the way she looked at him simply took his breath away.
Lola: Smiling; she burried her head into the tom's chest, her eyes closing softly. "Do you think *hiccup* yyou could gguide me back to my *hiccup* suite?" She murmured- her voice growing tired as she snuggled closer to the tom upon the bar stool.
Damian (c) me
Lola | Lolita (c) :devPistolPink:
Drawing by me
Lola: The Casino was slow. Everyone seemed somewhat...less busy then usual. However, Lola didn't mind. As she layed upon the red sofa in the lobby; she slowly flipped through the pages of a 'Peoples' magazine. "Hmm...Brad Pitt and Angelina adopt another baby," laughing to herself, the Columbian feline slowly closed the magazine. "Oh, will they ever learn?" Putting the magazine to the side; she then put her head down upon her small paws; only to look tiredly out into the vast Casino. "Where's a waiter when you need one..."
Damian: Damian was flipping through a magazine about the showgirls. He leaned back against a slot machine and carefully flipped through the pages of the advertisement. "When is their next show?.." He murmured to himself. Damian loved the showgirls' shows. They gave entertainment to his usually boring nights at the casino. He looked up from his magazine and held back a small gasp of surprise. The head showgirl was walking right towards him! He quickly put away the magazine and started to walk casually towards her.
Lola: Sighing; the Columbian savannah made her way through the Casino- looking for an available waiter to take her order. However...none were in sight. And as the new lead entertainer of the Las Vegas Casino- she badly wanted to get a drink to take her mind off of things, and who knows? Maybe meet a cute tom while doing it. As she blinked her piercing yellow eyes; she turned around- only to bump into a large gray tom. "Oh, I'm sorry-" the feline muttered; rubbing her head as her Columbian accent ringed like a bell.
Damian: Guilt crashed down upon Damian. Did he really just crash into the lead showgirl? He stepped back and helped steady the she-cat. "Are you alright?" He asked, "I'm so sorry about that." His ears lied back apologetically as he looked down at her.
Lola: "Oh no, no, no," the feline murmured; blushing at the hospitality of the tom. "It was my fault. I wasn't watching where I was walking." Brushing her head fur back with a small whisp of her paw- she twitched her whiskers and adjusted her head-dress. "I'm Lolita Perle, by the way~"
Damian: "I'm Damian." The dark tom smiled. "I never thought I would meet a showgirl like you. You're even more beautiful in person." He purred.
Lola: "More beautiful in person?" Purring, she flicked her tail under the tom's chin. "Obviously you haven't seen me in the bedroom." Pausing, the feline then twitched her whiskers, mewing, "Say...you want to have a drink with me?" It was normal for the she-cat to flirt, however, she felt somewhat lonesome due to the move to Las Vegas.
Damian: Damian raised an eyebrow slightly and he swallowed down the rising purr. "Of course." Damian said, guiding her over to the bar. Damian had never talked to a showgirl except for Marilyn. But that was long ago. Damian didn't really want anything to do with her anymore. Once they entered the bar, Damian hopped up onto a seat and flicked his tail as he waited for Lola to do the same.
Lola: Lola smiled to the tom; noticing that he saved her a seat as he waited upon the maroon leather stool. Pouncing up elegantly; the Columbian savannah blinked her yellow eyes- only to glance at the handsome tom out of the corner of her gaze. Studying him silently- she noted a few things. The way he walked around...showed that he's somewhere up in the higher Casino rankings. And the way he delt money...blinking her yellow snake-like eyes, Lolita made a quick conclusion. 'He must be a Pimp'. "Oh, hello~!" Lola mewed; snapping out of her thoughts as the bartender stood patiently, waiting for her order. "I'll have a cherry vodka...," the feline mewed seductively- giving a wink as she beckoned him away. Turning to Damian, she smiled warmly. "So- you seem pretty well known here." The exotic cat murmured- pointing to a group of she-cats watching Damian dreamily.
Damian: Damian chuckled lightly and shrugged off the thought of she-cats fawning over him, "You could say that." He murmured, flagging down another bardender. "My usual with a side of nachos" He said with a small swish of his paw, and sent the bartender away. He turned his attention back to Lolita. "So Lolita... Do you mind if I call you Lola instead? I've heard you go by that name sometimes."
Lola: "Oh, of course. I mean, Lola is also my Showgirl name." Smiling; the feline then flicked her tail as the bartender served her cherry vodka- imported from Moscow, Russia. Honestly, it was the Columbian savannah's favorite drink...next to pina coladas, of course. Sipping the fluid slowly; she gasped at the strong liquor. "God...that's strong." Pausing, she then flicked her ears. "You like nachos?"
Damian: "I love nachos. With a pina colada to drink, usually, but tonight I'm just getting a shot of vodka." Damian turned to the bartender who served him his drink and small plate of nachos. Damian took a small sip of the drink before offering Lola a nacho. "Do you like nachos?" He asked.
Lola: 'Wow, it seems as if he likes everything I like', Lola thought curiously- only to lean forward. In a way, she felt as if...she knew this tom. Maybe from an earlier encounter. But either way, he seemed sweet and funny...a perfect boy toy for the Head Showgirl. "Oh, yes- I love nachos." Smiling- she stuck her tongue out teasingly and winked. "With extra cheese~"
Damian: Damian peered at Lola from behind his glass. He licked his lips as he set it down, then looked back over at Lola. "That's exactly how I like them." Damian purred, pushing the nachos over to her. "Take as many as you'd like."
Lola: "Really? My my, seems as if we're more alike then I thought, Mr. Damian." Smiling, she took a nacho; raising the chip as the cheese, more like a string, raised with it. "Uhh--," the feline murmured, trying to break the cheese-like string. However, the more she tried, the bigger mess it created. Finally, with some success, the feline got the chip- only the cheese that was suppose to be melted upon it was tangled within her fur. Smiling cornily with her ears folded back; she blushed- cheese all over her face and chest. "Help?"
Damian: Damian chuckled silently. The poor she-cat was a mess. "Here, let me help you." Damian purred leaning over and ran his tongue long her chest and tongue. He heard some cats fumble out of their seats behind him, but he simply folded back his ears in annoyance and ignored them. Damian leaned back slightly and looked up into her golden eyes. "Better now?" He said, licking his lips.
Lola: "Perfect." The feline mewed in a whisper; staring into Damian's golden eyes as she blinked her yellow gem-like eyes. Leaning foward, she licked Damian's cheek- feeling her warm fur against his as she whispered in a low, seductive tone, "you had a little cheese on your cheek."
Damian: Damian chuckled at the act. "Cheese tastes better on your fur than on chips." Damian smirked seductively, licking the cheese off the nacho in his hand before crunching the chip in half with his sharp teeth.
Lola: Smiling, the feline then smirked- only to lean forward teasingly and purr, "I could say the same to you." Drinking her vodka- she then thought of something. However, she shook it away with a toss of her elegant head. 'The alcohol is getting to me'.
Damian: Damian proceeded to eat a few more chips before he concluded that he was finished. "Would you like any more nachos?" He asked Lola. Damian reached over and softly gripped the glass of vodka and brought it to his lips, drinking a bit of it.
Lola: "No...I'm full." The feline mewed; smiling as she rubbed her expanded stomach in indication. Watching the tom drink a bit of her vodka; she then leaned over the table- her yellow eyes shining in the dim lighting of the bar. Speaking in her soft Columbian voice, she smiled feintly. "We could always order...dessert," the feline mewed with a wink once again.
Damian: Damian nodded as he purred, "That sounds great." He blinked a few times as his vision started to get a little bit fuzzy. The bartender walked up and Damian pushed the empty glasses and plate of nachos over to him. After the bartender took away the drinks and food, Damian handed him the money. "I'll pay." Damian murmured, looking over at Lola.
Lola: Laughing drunkily; the feline put a paw over Damian's shoulder. "Okay...and *hiccup* I'll just pay *hiccup* next time...," smiling, she then slumped onto his shoulder- her eyes flickering open then peacefully closing every couple of seconds. Purring; she then rolled onto her back upon the stool. "Carry *hiccup* me~!"
Damian: Damian laughed slighly and stretched his neck and peered into Lola's eyes. "Well what about the dessert?" He teased, flicking his tail back and forth playfully. His vision started to blur a little again, and he leaned back against the bar chair again.
Lola: "Oh, I've got the dessssert right here," she purred with her deep Columbian accent- only to lean foward and kiss him with no warning. Of course, if Lola was sober, she wouldn't think twice about doing it. But with her being drunk...nothing seemed for certain. And whether it was the vodka or the tom, either way- he looked more handsome than before.
Damian: Damian's ears shot up in surprise, yet he allowed himself to sink into the smaller savannah, and he closed his eyelids before breaking away and leaned away a bit. Damian laughed slightly as a hiccup escaped his lips, and his eyelashes fluttered. "The desert tasted even better than the main course." He murmured in a flirtatious tone.
Lola: "You're hilarrrious," the she-cat murmured playfully as she ran her small paw over the tom's cheek- only to really glance into the tom's gaze from a nose-to-nose perspective. It was if...everything stopped. No felines to be seen, just them. And his purple eyes, glittering in the dim lighting...it made her pause to think, sober or not, 'damn- he's really hot'. Coming back to reality- she then let a purr rumble in her throat, only to whisper, "I know we just met...but we should do this again, Damian. I..."
Damian: Damian smiled his toothy grin and barely stopped himself from leaning in to kiss the she-cat back. "Definitely." Damian agreed, blinking away the fuzziness. "I would love to." He seemed to get lost in Lola's jewel-like eyes, and the way she looked at him simply took his breath away.
Lola: Smiling; she burried her head into the tom's chest, her eyes closing softly. "Do you think *hiccup* yyou could gguide me back to my *hiccup* suite?" She murmured- her voice growing tired as she snuggled closer to the tom upon the bar stool.
Damian (c) me
Lola | Lolita (c) :devPistolPink:
Drawing by me
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Oh my gosh, Saber...
THIS IS JUST TOO BEAUTIFUL FOR WORDS //dies
Sorry for the crappiness in the comment, but as you know- I'm grounded and I only have my phone for a short period of time l'D
But seriously...you've just made my day eue <33333
Honestly, I think they make quite a cute pairing c;
What would the pairing be named...Damita? Ffffff, still, I just love the picture c': And I'm so jealous of your style beautiful style ene
TEACH ME THE WAYS OF A SABER l:U <3
And, once I get ungrounded, we must RP them again ;u; <3
THIS IS JUST TOO BEAUTIFUL FOR WORDS //dies
Sorry for the crappiness in the comment, but as you know- I'm grounded and I only have my phone for a short period of time l'D
But seriously...you've just made my day eue <33333
Honestly, I think they make quite a cute pairing c;
What would the pairing be named...Damita? Ffffff, still, I just love the picture c': And I'm so jealous of your style beautiful style ene
TEACH ME THE WAYS OF A SABER l:U <3
And, once I get ungrounded, we must RP them again ;u; <3