[12/1: Tues] Power Corrupts. Knowledge is Power. Study Hard.

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Re: [12/1: Tues] Power Corrupts. Knowledge is Power. Study Hard.

Postby Dark Siren » Sun May 02, 2010 2:24 am

Security escorted the men away, the manager ordered another round, and all was as it should be, taken care of, back to order. Jean Claude felt a little sick at the idea, some excitement just beginning to bubble inside only to be pushed down again. He smiled, yes, as he should to the waiters that buzzed around, but he wasn't quite ready for the game to be over. And one blessed look to Chason said that neither was his friend.

Wonderful.

Jean Claude slid back into the booth with a flashed grin to Chason, a well-placed frown for the remaining kine. After all that commotion, it seemed a fun sort of thing, turning the venom towards them. "Ugh, can you believe zat? Who would act like zat?" He turned the disdain towards the closest, the brunette he'd been sitting and laughing with earlier in the evening. "Were you... Were you actually dating 'im?" There was no reason for her to answer, as it was obvious, so he didn't let her, moving on. "My God. And I zought ze models we 'ad were made of drama."

A look to Chason - yes let's play this new game - all the while shaking his head. "I am sorry, mon ami. I zought we could use somezing more 'olesome. Somezing more... Average. But is ze same 'eadache, eh?" One of the girls piped up at that, some manner of apology, and he tossed a glance to her over his shoulder. "At least real models can fit into ze sample sizes."
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Re: [12/1: Tues] Power Corrupts. Knowledge is Power. Study Hard.

Postby Chason Wells » Sun May 02, 2010 2:41 am

Chason gave a mock sort of sigh. The tone of his voice did not match the words they said. The insults wavered forward wrapped in the essence of defense. "No no, I mean really Jean Claude. I don't think the effort of making plus sizes would be too much, and I like the kind of lower-rung spunk they have." He gave the now offended girls a smile, followed by a look of shock. "I don't know what to say..." he began with a bit of a staged stammer. "I thought you knew, being fans of fashion, but clothes for the average are very in right now." He smiled. "You two are the very picture of average American woman."

He gave the boy a smile as the girls huffed a bit over the statements, and looked a little hurt too. It was wonderful. He watched their emotions falter, and a tear drop down the blond's cheek as they sat there. Fat, average, dramatic, and loud, the girls had just been served the gambit of insults, and it was the brunette who went to move first. Chason slid to the side as she did, in a huff. He stood by the booth as she made a sloppy show of getting out of her drunken corner.

"Oh, please do stay ladies. You are taking this the wrong way. We need you for the photo shoots. It is not like we would ever try to sleep with you, or take advantage. We just don't see you that way. You would be well paid." He wondered how far was too far for only a moment before his barrage, but left it to the way side. The other girl went to move, and he smiled to the boy. It was now the boy's turn to hurtle his own snide comments.
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Re: [12/1: Tues] Power Corrupts. Knowledge is Power. Study Hard.

Postby Dark Siren » Sun May 02, 2010 2:50 am

Jean Claude had to bite back a new round of giggles as Chason spoke, wonderfully venomous and sharp. He'd have to tell him later, once the two little mortal women had run away, just how marvelous he'd done. The brunette made quite the show of leaving, curses muttered under her breath as she tried her very best to storm away in those ill-fitting heels. For his part, the boy turned to the blonde, shocked sort of pout on his face. "Oh dear..." he said and it was enough to make her pause, perhaps expecting some sort of apology. Something to make it all right, that's what she wanted. "Your friend is very upset." He patted the woman's hand and was rewarded with a meek sort of smile. Beautiful. "But do not worry. Chason 'as 'is own opinions of zings. I would of course try to take advantage. Wait..." A quick look up and down. "Where was zat tequila?"

He saw the slap coming in more then enough time to move, but of course didn't. Where would the fun be in that? The blond smacked him full across the face, to which he only (finally) laughed outloud, scurrying from the table after her friend. "Wait! You forgot 'er shirt! She really should not be walking around like zat..." But it was too late, the blond already out of earshot, and he only had Chason left to finish with. "Someone will take 'er for a call girl." Pause. "A very inexpensive one. Per'aps two for one special or somezing?"
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