Realistic or Modern The Blood {Restart, New Characters Welcome}

[Altaynna]

"I'd love to," Red grunted, trying to shove the drunkard away from her. "Except this slug can't seem to get a hint, and I'd rather not kill anyone on my first day." She squirmed, trying to Unoin her arms as he readjusted to pressing her into him as he slurred.

 

[Couldyoustfu]

"Slim, stop being a fucking asshole mate!" He tried to elbow the man in the lower ribs, and had that succeed he'd have proceeded to push him. Feeling not drunk enough for the fight, he'd then grab and quickly chunk a load of beer in the aftermath of Slim's fall.


Abraham saw this plan in his head, and started applying it. He really needed that beer.

 

[Altaynna]

Red grunted with a little extra effort and managed to get her arms free from the strange man, before she flipped him over her front, and he landed with a whump on the ground. "Hey! Alright, I love a fight as much as the next guy, but why don't we go dance over here, far away from the drama?" She raised an eyebrow, gesturing to a slightly more calm corner of the club, holding out her hand for Coriolanus to take.

 

[Couldyoustfu]

He stared at her hand for a short moment, before taking it.


If Artemis was busy with Stallion, he didn't wish to become unwanted.


Anyway he glanced at the second in command, whispering to her area.


"Call me if he continues being a douche."


Then he turned his attentions on Red, and swiftully stole a few shots from a passing waiter, drinking the first and offering the second to the new arrival.


He'd drank a shameful amount of wine and beer, and thede shots did the job." Suddendly feelings his senses dropped completely, he started dancing quite randomly.


(I'm sorry but I'm just gonna leave this here...perf dancing [media]



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[Altaynna]

Red blinked in shrprise, before she chuckled. "I didn't realize you were this drunk." She quirked a brow before she began moving to the beat, smirking as she pulled off a difficult move and winked, spinning around and gesturing to him in a clear challange. "Dance battle." She whispered, her voice barely carrying over the music and voices.

 

[Couldyoustfu]

"You don't know what you're risking against me, Reddy." He drawled in his now clear and exposed italian accent.


As soon as the song changed he followed it's rhythm, at first failing miserably but then starting to follow it's flow in a way almost surpising seen his inebriated state.


Even for his awkward hate and large shoulders, Coriolanus was actually very agile, his body fluidly moving to the music. When the song turned to a stop, he raised his hand in challenge, a smirk so pompous that it made his own sharp jawline clench.

 

[Altaynna]

"Nicknames already? Moving a bit fast, eh, Cora?" Red smirked, before her eyes sparked with happiness and she began to move to the time of the music again, flowing and spinning and dancing in perfect time. She stumbled a little in the middle before picking back up as the pace of the song increased. She began to move faster and faster, keeping in time before she spun to a sudden stop, flipping backwards in place and landing on her hands, before flipping back onto her feet, all slightly off but pretty well on beat. The song ended and she smirked triumphantly, before bowing low.


"Your move, signore Cora."

 

[Couldyoustfu]

"Please don't call me that, I beg. I'll even accept Cori, but Cora it's just too embarrassing." He joked over the large amount of nicknmas which his friend had created: Cori, Coriandolo, Anus..


"Abbi pietà di me Rossa." He sputtered out in italian, confused greatly. Abraham actually felt a strong need to end the day with someone to share his bed with, but at the moment he just felt too dizzy, too lost, so he kept on dancing along with tge redhair.

 

[Altaynna]

She slowed down, smiling warmly and allowing him to catch up to her movements not hindered by the pulse of alcohol. "Mi dispiace, ho solo capire un po 'di Italiano." She spun and winked. "Ena sufficiente per tirare avanti, e io non parlarlo per bene." She slowed yet again and held out her hand. "Alright then Cori, a slow song is on. You up for it?"

 

[Couldyoustfu]

Damn sorry if I do a lot of typos I'm kinda high))


He cringed at the nickname, but complied at her request, moving his body closer to hers to respect the pictures and videos he had sometimes seen about dancers, an hand on her hip the other gripping her hand.


His head spun as he twisted her around, and feeling more extrovert than usual he confessed "I'm really fucking drunk!" Coriolanus kinda had to shout, being the sound of the music at an impossibly high volume.

 

[Altaynna]

She laughed again, allowing the drunken Coriolanus to lead. "I can tell!" She glanced around the club in confusion, before she began laughing again. "So that's why they're playing a slow song at a club, the DJ is dancing with a bar tender!" She giggled, before shuffling closer, trying to avoid the bodies pressing around from the back. "Christ it's packed in here." She flicked her hair, smacking some poor idiot across the face as he came too close.


She continued to rotate slowly with him as the slow song continued, deftly avoiding his feet as they danced.


(((It's alright, I've been there before.)))

 

[Couldyoustfu]

He laughed, the loud pounding of his heart mixed with the crowd became a little too much. "I'll go out for a breath, feel free to follow or not follow me." He grinned, hiding perfectly his discomfort.


Once outside he took a long breath, and wondered how much more bottles of wine he could take before his body would reject it all back. Ignoring the cold late evening hair Coriolanus didn't go back inside to grab his jacket, deciding to stay in his T-shirt and smoking a cigarette instead.

 

[Altaynna]

Red hesitated, unsure whether Coriolanus wanted company or not. She grabbed a whiskey and followed him outside, peering around the corner to see him leaning against the wall, smoking. She walked quietly a few feet away from him, before leaning against the wall herself, her eyebrows raised. "You alright, Cori?" She eyed him over the brim of the tumbler as she took a sip, eyes questioning.

 

[Couldyoustfu]

It had been an intense day, alcohol aside.


This wasn't the first important role he'd ever gotten in his life, but this new responsibility as Third Commander reminded him greatly of the times back in Italy.


As he thought with an intense gaze at a random trashcan, his line of thinking was broken by Red's familiar voice.


Gazing up with his eyes to the girl's equally blue ones, he smiled in an apologetic way.


"Yeah, sorry. I just hadn't eaten that much today." He lied skillfully, attempting some smoke rings. A couple went out fine, while the others were blowed away by the wind.


The italian grunted, resuming to an expressionless stare at Red's bottle.


He couldn't help but show a little bit of reject.

 

[Altaynna]

Red let out a dry laugh. "I grew up in the streets, I know a liar when I see one, Coriolanus." Her voice softened slightly as she spoke. "It's alright to talk to someone, we're in the same gang, and I'm not gonna tell anyone. I know how to keep my mouth shut." She tossed the glass, watching it shatter against the ground after she downed the rest. She leaned against the wall and continued to stare. "But I also understand if you want to keep it locked away."

 

[Drowse Boy]

Dirk hands the bottle of Fireball to some random member of the gang. He's already been drunk before in the same day, there wasn't a point in getting fucked up again. He wants some fresh air and steps outside, spotting the new third in command and the unknown redhead.


"Anus, who's this redhead. I never seen her before. She cool?"

 

[Couldyoustfu]

"Guess you got me," He sighed, his fair jaw clenched. He was unsure wherever he'd share or not, fearing he'd probably end like with some sober story nobody was interested.


"Let's just say third in command brings back umpleasant memories from my past life, nothing too serious." All his unsureness on wherever to talk or not to talk were deleted as Dink made his appearance.


"Yeah she's cool mate. How many times have I told you not to call me that, Dork?" He joked lightly, smacking his hand in the Salvadorian's strong shoulder.


"Remember I'm third in command now, you could get an ass slap." He doubted his closest friends would take him seriously for that role, but he had newbies to scare.

 

[Drowse Boy]

"Hey if you tell my big ass what to do, that must mean something for the little ones right? Nice to meet you Roja. When'd you join?"


Asked Dirk scratching the scar that was partly covered by an eye patch. Dirk doesn't entirely trust Red yet, he's only just met her. But if Stallion and Artemis trust her, then Dirk won't say anything antagonizing.

 

[Couldyoustfu]

"Perhaps later, today only feast." He threw the finished cigarette a few feet away, moving his neck left and right until a satisfying 'crack' was heard, then the italian moved his grin to Dirk, winking secretively to the older man "Don't worry, I'll be sure to give the most interesting missions to you. Has the situation calmed down down there?" He cocked an eyebrow in the pub's direction.

 

[Drowse Boy]

"Nah shit's still banging. Slim is still in his feelings, Artemis is probably still arguing with Amber." He says turning Coriolanus. "Third in command. Look at you kids growing up so fast. You're lucky I drink so much. I would have scooped that up right from you." Dirk lets out hearty laugh obviously joking. "Has Stallion told you at all what we're going to do about the coming retaliation? I want to be ready just in case."

 

[Altaynna]

"Not to long ago, maybe a week or so." She grinned at him, mock bowing. "Dirk, right?"


"Wait, retaliation? I smell a good fight." Red grinned, pushing off from the wall as she glanced at the two of them. "What am I missing?"

 

[Drowse Boy]

"Some fucks tried to play Stallion. They didn't want to pay for some pieces we were selling to them. Stallion handled them though, but we think they were testing what we were about. Sure today is good for celebration but we shouldn't forget someone probably rolling for right now." Dirk replies looking at her with is only good eye with a serious expression. He enjoyed a drink probably more than he should, but he knows shit could hit the fan anytime. "You couldn't have joined in a better time." He smirked a little. "You can handle yourself?"

 

[Couldyoustfu]

"Man, I just took the position, give a man some peace." Coriolanus ran an hand through his dark hair, using the big and broken shards of glass on the floor as mirrors to make himself presentable. Dancing had really drained his energies.


"The sooner we'll kick those bastards asses the happier I'll be."


A bad feeling started to creep his way up his troath, a realization hitting him.


His eyes widened slightly and his ears left the other two's conversations completely.

 

[Drowse Boy]

"It probably comes with the job. Something up?" Asks Dirk trying to listen with Coriolanus putting his hand near his bowie knife.

 

[Couldyoustfu]

Shaking himself from his dazzled state the third in command passed an hand through his hair.


"I just...you know I get paranoic. I was just wondering how safe it was to leave The Grotto unguarded. Perhaps it wasn't the smartest of moves." The italian confessed, even though he doubted anyone would take that concern seriously.