open } { say say my playmate, won't you lay hands on me

[im_apimp]

[Hello, world. You have an Alec.

Being the social creature that he is, he's decided to go out for the evening. He's headed to Crash. Why Crash? Because that's where his friends are is the reason he's going to give, but if you really play your cards right, he could be there for a completely different reason.

Maybe he's meeting a contact, looking for something to steal. Maybe he's doing some informing to some law enforcement personnel. Or maybe he actually is just picking up a game of pool. Never know. Won't know until you try.

Feel free to bug him.]


[Open post is open. Have fun with him. ALSO, specify if we're sticking him in the post-Pulse corrupt Dark Angel universe, or whether he's molding to your characters. He's flexible. It's good for him. Also, specify if you want an actual verse that's already present.]

Comments

[im_apimp]

[he takes note of that, and just leans back on the table to watch her line up those shots, and making no complaints.

In fact, she could take her time]

You are. Very helpful.

[huntersdaughter]

[glances over her shoulder before she sinks another one, then stands up and moves over toward him]

I like to help.

[then she goes to line up another one and it just banks off the side]

[im_apimp]

[smirks]

I like to both help and be helped.

[huntersdaughter]

[glances to him, handing him the cue]

Well, if you need anything, let me know.

[im_apimp]

[takes it and nods, before going to line up his next shot]

[huntersdaughter]

[she'll hover close to him while he lines up his shot, her hand moving to rest to his back, close to the waist of his jeans]

[im_apimp]

[raises an eyebrow at that, but continues to line up his shot]

[huntersdaughter]

[rubs lightly at his back, watching him]

[im_apimp]

[takes the shot, sinking one of the balls in the far pocket]

[huntersdaughter]

[She doesn't move her hand away from his back, if anything she just sets it up higher in case he's going to move.]

[im_apimp]

[he is going to move, and step to the side so that he can line up another shot]

[huntersdaughter]

[Fine. Leave her and her hand all alone over here.]

[im_apimp]

[he'll be back to the hand in a sec. And the hand could have come with him]

[huntersdaughter]

[Nope. The hand stayed right here. Along with the girl.]

[im_apimp]

[he's going to go and take his shot, but he's coming back. to both the girl and the hand. .... to hand her the pool cue]

You're up.

[huntersdaughter]

[She'll just... look at him. It's a good look. One that tells of all the things she might be thinking about doing...]

So I am.

[im_apimp]

[meets that look with a smirk, before gesturing a hand to the table]

Whenever you're ready.

[huntersdaughter]

[she glances to the table, taking the cue from him and moving to line up her shot. she'll make the first, but realize she can't make the second so she just tries to put him in the weeds]

[im_apimp]

[sighs as he watches her do that before making a face]

Thanks for that.

[huntersdaughter]

[hums, smirking at him]

You bet.

[im_apimp]

[smirks and just makes his way around to see if there's a viable shot from this]

[huntersdaughter]

[She'll go to grab her beer, taking a slow swallow.]

[im_apimp]

[there wasn't an easy one, but there's a long shot, and he's going to shift the angle just enough so that he could maybe make the shot]

[huntersdaughter]

[She... will just watch him.]

[im_apimp]

[and he takes the shot and it looks like it's on the right course, before just ghosting the edge of the pocket, but missing]

... I'll still take that as a win.