OPEN;

[wandbreaker]

When; Saturday, January 28th, nighttime
Characters; All are welcome! Open log, just specify if it's an open thread or not or if there are 4th wall rules for your character in the comment or subject line! (4th wallers also welcome~)
Summary; The Blue Light's one chilling hangout; good music, good food, and a spectacularly crabby owner who is even letting in under-18s for the 4th Wall weekend.
Log;

Edmund is actually at work tonight - he hopes a member of his family might show up, but he's also wondering who else might show up. He's made sure that he's well staffed for the extra crowds and well stocked, no less.

He just hopes nothing gets out of control.

And of course, that a member of his family shows up, looking for him.

Comments

[lafemmefatale]

[With grace and confidence, she leans up against the booth, looking at the blonde like a tiger watching its prey. She's been keeping an eye on this one and figured it was the time to make an introduction.]

You look like someone.

[and_identity]

I am someone. But congratulations on the observation, nonetheless.

[She sips her drink, undaunted. She likes tigers.]

[lafemmefatale]

[Definitely not Em. Not with that comeback. Em was never that together.]

Thanks. Keeping the seat for someone important?

[and_identity]

He'll be late. Which is funny, coming from a guy so good with time.

[She motions to the empty seat, offering a slight smile.]

Have a seat, if you want. Drinks on me.

[lafemmefatale]

Men can be like that, easily distracted.

[She slides into the booth, glad for the offer, but wary. Always wary.]

That's a nice offer, have a name to go with it?

[and_identity]

'Easily distracted' is a nice way of putting it.

I'm Elle.

[lafemmefatale]

Elle, hmmm. Knew an Em once, looked like you.

[Until she didn't. Poor little Em, so trusting, so naive.]

I'm Laura.

[and_identity]

I've heard before that I have one of those faces. Was that short for something, Em?

[lafemmefatale]

Emily. Nice kid.

[Laura makes eye contact with a passing bartender and places an order.]

Made some bad decisions.

[and_identity]

Most people do. But that's life.

[In politeness, she sets down her drink and doesn't touch it again until Laura's arrives, though she does keep her fingers on the glass.]

What about you?

[lafemmefatale]

What about me? I'm a good girl in a tough town. I do alright.

[and_identity]

Good girls in tough towns don't usually stay good for long.

[lafemmefatale]

I like beating the odds.

[and_identity]

You like a lot of things. It's more than just beating the odds. You like beating everyone else, too--especially if they underestimate you while you do it.

[lafemmefatale]

Aren't we little miss intuitive? Is there anything wrong with having a little pride?

[and_identity]

They do say it goes before a fall.

[She shrugs, effortless.]

But people say a lot of things. That's half the reason why they get into so much trouble.

[lafemmefatale]

Glad I'm not most people, then.

[Her martini comes and she raises it as a toast to her benefactor.]

What shall we drink to?

[and_identity]

Why not your friend Emily?

[She tips her glass as a salute in return.]

May she be somewhere other than facedown in a gutter.

[lafemmefatale]

One can hope.

[There's canny and then there's just plain freaky and Laura's wondering if that line hasn't just been crossed. But you'd never know it for the look on her face as she takes a sip. Em made her choices, and they were bad ones, she was looking to be used and that was what happened.]

[and_identity]

[An uncanny knack for knowing things comes with the terrain when you are who she is, and she's been doing this a long time. Laura doesn't surprise her, not really; she's known far worse, and she's known far better. But that's because she's known the whole range of the spectrum of humanity; it is her nature, after all.

Just as it's her nature to be a little cruel, herself. After all, Life's a bitch.]

So what brings you here tonight, Laura?