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Kamaitachi	Mar 11 2009, 12:47 PM
Classy Posts: 5,262 Group: Judge Member #613 Joined: February 13, 2006	Chapter 4: "I don't know how the hell he gets away with these things." Hollie shook her head, placing her forefinger and thumb on her temples. Hollie and DS had decided to visit Kamai at Rock's. Over at the Bar, first thing they noticed was Kamai, still in a speedo, leaning on the bar counter and smoking a cigarette. Off slightly to his left, a gaggle of drunk girls eyed him, giggling. Hollie had hoped he'd gotten to work and changed into some sort of reputable outfit. "Welcome to Rock's. How can I help you?" a cheerful hostess smiled. Hollie tilted her head towards the hostess, emitting an icy glare. Yet despite this, the blonde girl in the too-tight shirt kept smiling. This was clearly a challenge to Hollie, who in order to intensify her glare, now peered over her glasses. The cheeriness remained aloft. "Shut up Tiara." she finally snapped. Tiara only widened her grin. Hollie sighed as she gave Tiara a quick up and down. Too-tight white shirt that exposed her midriff. Pink Short Shorts, and stilleto high heels. Her hair was neatly coiffed into an elaborate french braid ponytail. The girl, despite her mishmash of hooter girl and dominatrix clothing, was still quite attractive. High cheekbones, sparkling blue eyes...but suprisingly manly hands. "You girlies here to visit Kam-Kam?" Cheerful girlie voice too. Everything sounded like a question with her too, especially questions. "You betcha." DS nodded eagerly "Good to see you Tiara." "Good to see you TOO Deedees" the hostess thrust menus into their hands and flounced off. "I'm just really glad she didn't call me Hollie-lollie again." sighed Hollie, meandering through the scarce crowd. "Hey, the Sentenals are playing." "Oooh, nice." Rock's was the local college hole in the wall bar that everyone seemed to like. Once Rock had taken over the ownership of the bar (it had previously been called "Jaffar's"), he took the honours of not only redecorating, but renaming. With new names come new powers, and Rock's bar was often a highly sought after venue. "Surprised the place isn't packed." Hollie commented idly as they sat down at the bar. "The Sentenals usually bring quite the crowd, don't they?" "Snow" muttered the man seated next to them. "Oh come off it Rock, you been drinking hard tonight?" DS patted the man on the shoulders "Of course" Rockston Bollinsworth III, owner and proprieter of the very establishment turned to them. Despite his name and position, Rock was probably only out of college 6 or so years. "No one's drinking tonight, so I have to." "Well, don't mind if we join you, Rock." Hollie gave him a gentle smile. Within moments, two drinks slid down the bar counter, stopping neatly in front of the two ladies. Kamai winked at them, then made his way down to the giggling girls, his face humourless as he asked them if they wanted another round. "How does he do it?" DS shook her head. "What? Flirt with all those airheads and walk away with all their phone numbers?" muttered her companion darkly. "No, remember everone's drink. Who gives a shit what numbers he gets. I've never known him to sleep with idiots, bimbos, etc, unless he really cared about them. But still, I haven't been here to drink in over a month, and he still knows that I like a good Crown and Ginger." "I always get a Singapore Sling from him too" Hollie nodded "Guess he just knows his job." "Kam's a damn fine bartender." Rock nodded, taking a long swig of his tall beer. "Wish he wouldn't come in naked, though." "Seems to be working." DS indicated the girls with a slight head-tilt. Kamai had poured them all a round of shots, and they were basically throwing money at him. After they all downed their drinks, he moved over to his friends. "Not every day you get a hundred dollar tip." he smiled, leaning against the bar railing. "And all I had to do was be a little bit of an asshole." "You're a swindler, Kamai Tachi" Hollie waggled her finger "Gotta make rent" he sighed "But hey, I enjoy it." The evening carried on with its usual, quiet grace. DS and Hollie gently nursed their drinks, while Rock, went at it with his usual gusto. In the background, the Sentenals started up a slow foreboding song. The people at the bar slowly turned to listen as the fairly ominous chords swept over them. "I love this song" whispered Kamai softly, lighting another cigarette, while deftly pouring himself a shot under the bar counter. "I saw that, Kamai" Rock whispered in reply. "Cheers" he whispered back. The two toasted, tapped their glasses on the bar counter and shot. As the song drew to a close, the main door opened slowly. "Oh wow, Crysta's here" DS blinked, her eyes still not moving from the stage. Hollie and Kamai turned to look, watching as Crysta slowly made her way to the bar. "Hey Crysta" "'sup Crysta" "how's it goin'" they chorused; clearly they could not help but feel the air of tension. "Hi guys. Kamai, get me-" before she finished, Kamai plopped down a glass of red wine. "Estancia Pinot Noir, 2005. Enjoy." he nodded, turning to attend to his various duties. The air remained thick, and Crysta could tell from the silence at the bar that they knew. Taking a good sip of her wine, she turned to them. "So he's in the drunk robe already?" she forced a smile. "Went and passed out earlier in the afternoon." DS affirmed. "Well...see. That's sorta why I broke up with him." Returning her gaze to the wine, she stared at it wistfully, as if she wished she'd never decided to come to the bar. Rock, DS and Hollie stared at her, seemingly waiting for a response. Even Kamai's eyes trained in on her in his periphery. "Yes?" Rock peered at her, squinting his eyes. "Yes what?" she looked positively taken aback by all the stares and sidelong glances. "Yes and...?" gesturing 'come-on' with her hands, Hollie tried her turn at it. "That's the end." Crysta shook her head, confused. "No, not 'the end'" DS settled back into her chair "That's the beginning." Turning her sad gaze into a hard glare, Crysta eyed all her friends challengingly before plopping down a $20 note and leaving. Rock turned and watched her go. "Jeez. She's a real bitch tonight." He and Kamai clinked shot glasses again. "Cheers to that."
	Quote: H乜骏 says: Pure genius. H乜骏 says: Well. 72% genius, 28% alcohol.

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