Club of Myths (One on one ~ CLOSED)

(Hiya)

(Hullo)

(three words. I. Hate. Essays.)

(really? I like essays, they're the only chance I get to write at school.)

(I like some essays, like book reports, but I'm writing one over the Russian government)

(oh, is that a tough topic? especially with all the drama with the states and Russia?)

(It's not particularly difficult, it's just rather dull. It's just about how their gov works and the different positions. No modern events or anything.)

(oh, I'm not in school yet, but that sucks )

(Yeah. Anyway, back to the rp?)

(oh yeah sure, im gonna be on and off cuz im having breakfast
I have to stop saying 'oh' every reply)

"You don't have to ask me twice." Everest chuckled quietly as she followed the woman to the bar. When was the last time she'd had a drink? 1998? She couldn't remember, being busy with all these modern problems- Everest rarely had time to relax. She took this time to admire the nightclub, filled with magical creatures of all kinds- and the bouncing coloured reflections that never stopped moving.

As they made their way over to the bar, Kasumi glanced back at the woman she had been dancing with. The look of quiet appreciation and wonder on her face made Kasumi smile. After gliding past a few more people, they arrived at the bar. "An amaretto sour and a whatever this lovely lady wants," Kasumi purred at the bartender, shooting him a gorgeous smile, before turning to the woman at her side. "What would you like, doll?"

Everest smiled gratefully, "I'll have a spiced cranberry rum fizz." She noticed the dazed look on the bartender's face and wondered if he felt like she did when Everest looked at the woman. "Please." She added- wanting to make a good impression.

Kasumi smiled at the woman as the bartender hurriedly began to make their drinks, a dazed smile still on his face. "So, darling, what's your name?" she asked, her voice a lulling purr as she rested her chin on her fist and gazed into the woman's eyes. "I should know the name of the woman who danced with me so wonderfully."

(hi)

(hello?)

(sorry moi parents r very strict)
"Everest." She replied shyly. "I haven't properly danced since the 90's." She knew her dancing was nothing compared to hers, but the compliment made the butterflies in her stomach known. "What about you?" A cherry blossom petal fell from her hair.

(ah, I understand)

"What a lovely name, darling," she purred with a glowing smile. "My name is Kasumi. Named for the flowers in your hair." She reached out and gently plucked one of the petals from Everest's hair. "They grew near my childhood home."

Another pink haze spread across Everest's cheeks- she'd been looking like this the entire time. She shook her head in an attempt to rid herself of the petals. "That's nice," Everest smiled shyly and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
"Do you live in this city? I know it's always changing- the location of the club." She laughed awkwardly, trying to remember how a conversation worked.
"But do you think I could see you again?"

Kasumi nodded. "I live in a penthouse relatively nearby," she said in her lilting voice. "I am well acquainted with the owners of the club, so I always have access." She reached out and gently tucked another strand of hair back behind Everest's ear. "We can certainly see each other again," she purred with a smile.

(u got any plot ideas lol im tryna figure out where to take this)

(man, idk. Maybe they dance some more then go hang out at Kasumi's?)

(ok i guess, i got no ideas- maybe if we have a stalker they can help)

(AYYYYYYY STALKERS. CAN Y'ALL BE A PAL?
How about we just continue as we were for now?)

(ok den :)

Kasumi nodded. "I live in a penthouse relatively nearby," she said in her lilting voice. "I am well acquainted with the owners of the club, so I always have access." She reached out and gently tucked another strand of hair back behind Everest's ear. "We can certainly see each other again," she purred with a smile.