Club Aquarium ~ NPC Owned Business ~ London

[The Forgotten Weasley]

Well, she wants to get in-
And she wants to get out,
But the city, it calls her name...
And the scars that she hides;
With those stars in her eyes,
Like the echoes, they're all the same.

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lιlιαѕ
мαceαcнαrιɴ
pυreвlood │ ѕqυιв │ тecн geek

Ruth figured the bloke was lucky they both recognized him, coming up to them with that smug swatch on his face. She was twenty eight; she'd dated enough arseholes to be wary of the ones who were too grabby right off the bat. Then again, the last time they'd met... Jesus Christ she was struggling to remember his name. Something gender neutral. Blaine? No. Ronan? Closer. ....Riley, that was it. The brunette couldn't remember what he did, if he'd ever said. From the build of him, he seemed a bit of a gym rat. Since she had similar obsessive tendencies when it came to exercise, she could relate.

She shifted slightly, dislodging the weight of his arm around her, and tried to decide how she felt about this. Ruth wasn't one to sugarcoat things to herself; it wasn't as if one of them had took him home and ******** him- they'd all gone home together. Dee had made it out like it was her idea, but she was pretty sure there was a strong case to be made for all three of them being mutually wasted by the end of night. Ruth had never counted herself as being into both men and women, or even being up for a threesome, but apparently drunk!Ruth was.

Either way, he wasn't leering and rambling on about it; she'd dated a bloke named James last year who had always been very chatty about their sex life, especially to his mates, and she wasn't interested in a repeat of that. "Aye, good enough," she said coolly, and glanced at the other woman with a small smirk, more than willing to play along. "Fresh meat, ye ken? We've got our priorities."

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Devlyn Maycry

Cara MiaKitty

Well, she's sick of this town,
And the walls of this house,
But her pride just won't let her see...
That when she swears that she's made-
With a heart that won't break-
She could be dead but she'd still believe,
That it's all been done before.

 

[Devlyn Maycry]

R I L E Y ▼ C A T L I N

Beater For The English Quidditch Team

Riley blinked when Dee moved his arm, and smiled sheepishly. He hadn't meant to offend. Geeze. Why did girls always have to be so hard to read. He swore that they were made to purposely confused men! He rubbed the back of his head and raised an eyebrow when Dee said that they were looking for young and dumb. He wasn't stupid. He knew the two of them were trying to play a game with him. He was good at games. Hell he played a game professionally to make all his money. And he wasn't poor by any means. Obviously. Professional Athlete and all. Although he did still live in the stupid tiny flat that he had when Sage had been alive and they'd been poor.... Probably because he didn't want to give up the last remaining things he had of his best friend.


Anyways he knew they were playing a game. He had gotten a bit distracted there hadn't he? He rolled his eyes. "So you want young and dumb eh?" He asked, before pointing towards a bloke who was maybe 19 at most, and was at the moment trying to impress the same girl he'd recently run off from. By trying, Riley meant the poor bloke was downing shot after shot while she giggled along. "Like him hmm?" He asked with a smirk, before moving his hand to point at another bloke. "Or maybe him?" This one was wearing a tank top with the sides cut out, which really just made it seem like not a shirt at all, and was currently flashing his 'guns' to a poor girl who looked rather board with life. He glanced at the two ladies and raised an eyebrow.


"I can certainly help you find fresh meat." As you put it. He said with a perfectly friendly smile. He highly doubted they really wanted what the young dumb boys had to offer. Although he was sure they enjoyed.... the bedroom side of things with the younger patrons... he knew he did some days.

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Cara MiaKitty

The Forgotten Weasley

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[MJ Spooks]

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уσυя ¢яσσкє∂ ℓσνє ιѕ נυѕт α ρуяαмι∂ ѕ¢нємє αи∂ ι'м ∂ιzzу σи ∂яєαмѕ
вυт ιf уσυ αѕк мє тωσ'ѕ α ωнσℓє ℓσт ℓσиєℓιєя тнαи σиє
в-вαву ωє ѕнσυℓ∂ нανє ℓєfт συя ℓσνє ιи тнє gυттєя ωнєяє ωє fσυи∂ ιт
'¢αυѕє уσυ тнιик, уσυ тнιик уσυя σиℓу ¢яιмє ιѕ тнαт уσυ gσт ¢αυgнт
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spaceThere were very few places that Beth was as comfortable, normally, than in a bar. She was actually very much at home in them, typically, especially this one, since she and Heath frequented it to the extent that most of the staff knew them on sight. And could usually point them in the direction of a prospective third, because they had a reputation. To the point that one of the bartenders was still trying to get them to break their 'don't shag the bartender' rule. Thanks but no thanks, neither of them was keen on sleeping with someone who mixed their drinks.

spaceOf course, this familiarity was biting her in the arse tonight, because the people who mixed their drinks were giving her some very knowing looks. Some of them pitying, which was... rude, okay, that was very rude. She didn't need their pity, dammit. And anyway, where did they get off, making assumptions about why she wasn't drinking? There could be a ton of reasons. Not any that she could think of, at the moment, but there could! Maybe she was doing, like, a sobriety-in-solidarity thing with someone she cared about! Of course, that would require her to care about someone who wanted to be sober, but these people didn't know her life. All they knew was what she liked to drink, and who she liked to shag, alright. That wasn't... that wasn't enough to know that her current situation was less than ideal.

spaceAdmittedly, it was pretty obvious that Heath didn't know. She was acting weird, and he was acting perfectly normal (or what passed for normal, with him), which was a decent tell. Plus, she had been ordering her drinks on the sly so he wouldn't notice the lack of alcohol. She also hadn't been particularly enthusiastic about picking anyone up, because it felt a bit awkward to be shagging strangers with... with her situation. But she wasn't ready to tell Heath, not really, and she definitely didn't want to do it here. Dammit. She sighed, watching him head back towards her from where he'd been flirting with someone a few stools down. He was heading back alone, so there'd been no luck, she guessed. Made sense; it was a girl, and she'd always been better at picking up girls. Pretty soon he was going to wonder why she hadn't helped, and that was going to be a pain in the arse.



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уєαн, ι киσω уσυ ѕαι∂ иσт тσ ¢αℓℓ υиℓєѕѕ ι'м ∂уιиg ωєℓℓ
ι'м ∂яινιиg αи∂ ι ¢αи'т ѕтσρ ѕтαяιиg αт му єуєℓι∂ѕ
вυт єνєи тнσυgн му єуєѕ ¢ℓσѕє∂, ι ѕтιℓℓ ѕєє уσυ
ι נυѕт нσρє тнαт ωнєи уσυ ѕєє мє, ι'м иσт ѕєє-тняσυgн
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wнere - At the Bar
wнen - Evening - Summer 2047
wιтн - Heath
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