| Bass Bumpin', Club Thumpin'; [Jimmy, Mayu, Closed] | |
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| Sumitomo | Jan 7 2014, 03:24 AM Post #1 |
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Jimmy hated going out after work. He hated clubs, he didn't like bars, he considered himself incompatible with most nightlife activities. He wanted to be home. He wanted to be building his Hetzer. ...He wanted... His face flushed, and he coughed into his collar so no one would see it. He knew damn well who he wanted to see, but he still couldn't quite admit it to himself. He heard John's booming voice laughing in his head, and muttered to himself. "Shut up, man..." One of his fellow workers turned to him. "What was that bro?" "Nothing Kaneda. Just coughing." Jimmy felt the color go out of his face. "Are we there yet? Do you even know where we're going?" His crew had pressured him into going. Kaneda Yubari, Kevin 'Gaijin' Tanaka (he was fully japanese, but his nickname was Gaijin anyway, despite Jimmy actually being half foreign), and a large russian expat everyone called Medved (bear). Nobody really knew what Medved's name was - there was a large pot on it that Medved carried on his person at all times. 1000 yen got you three guesses. Medved had a lot of yen. Jimmy was dressed in a pair of black slacks, with a white collared shirt and a black suit vest over it. His dress shoes were a polished black. He thought he looked good, until Medved grunted and said "You look like fucking yakuza." Well. Thanks. Jimmy sighed and rolled his eyes. "Let's just get this over with, alright?" Kaneda laughed. "Jeez Jimmy, for a Yakuza thug you don't get out much. There's the club right there." Great. The line approaching it was packed. Jimmy gave Kaneda a ''ha ha, you're fucking hilarious" look. He really wished he was at home right now. |
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| Natscookie | Jan 7 2014, 06:02 AM Post #2 |
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Elsewhere... "YOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooo!" A very drunk man seemed to cling forcefully to someone's arm. The latter was simply sipping his drink at the counter of the bar area, after a long day of work. "W-What?" "Yoooour ass sheeated wif me wife." The guy slurred, his grip growing impossibly tight. It sent enough pain to the other guy that he had to put his cup down, and got off the stool he was sitting on, trying to desperately escape the man. "G-Get off me, damn it!" With the commotion, Mayu's gaze found the squabbling pair. Her eyebrow twitched. "For fuck's sake, my shift is ending..." "I SAID GET OFF!" The bothered man shoved the drunk off rather roughly, entirely in self defense. The latter stumbled but managed to catch himself. "Yooooooou... YOU FUCK! I'LL FUCKIN' KILL YER ASS!" Despite the lack of orientation, the man swung a right hook at the other's face, hitting him square in the cheek. The victim fell down, holding the wounded area, glancing up in disbelief. "...Fuck it." Mayu sighed for just a moment before springing into action. The girl took off from her post, reaching the drunk man in record time. She promptly grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, and proceeded to drag him out. "Y-You fuckin' biiiiiiitch! Get offff! He fucked me wife!" The guy seemed to flail helplessly in his disorientation, and Mayu had no trouble escorting the man out. "I... I've never seen you before! I have my own wife!" "I know ya do." Mayu muttered under her breath. As soon as they reached the entrance, Jimmy and his group would probably notice a guy sent flying past the club's doors, falling on his butt halfway across the street. The other man soon followed the bouncer so to check out what was going on. "I-I'm fockin' innocent ya bitch!" The guy slurred, struggling back to his feet. Mayu didn't even seem to pay attention as she stepped out herself; she was all too distracted taking a certain pipe off its fabric container, hanging as a belt on the side of her waist. "I'll have his fuckin' h--" The man was lunging at Mayu at that point, wanting the girl out of his way; however, as he did so, his momentum met a sack full of bricks. Or rather, the pipe nonchalantly aimed at his jaw in a powerful strike. "Yeah, yeah, 'n I'm the fuckin' pope 'n all." The girl sighed. The man was down, and so she pressed the underside of her shoe against his throat, causing him to choke a little. "Come back here 'n I won't be as nice, ya hear?" "Thank you! Thank you so much!" The earlier victim bowed at the one who defended him. The former hobo shrugged, placing the pipe back where it belonged. "Yeah, whatever... Someone fuckin' call 119, I don't hafta do everythin' around here." She didn't seem to notice Jimmy at all. After letting go of the drunk man's neck, she walked straight back into the club, shaking her head. Fucking hell. |
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| Sumitomo | Jan 7 2014, 06:42 AM Post #3 |
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Jimmy saw the man bodily ejected into the street. He furrowed his eyebrows. These idiots wanted to go here? Why? And then she followed him out. Mayu. Of all the places he expected to see his partner, it wasn't here, at this stupid club he was being strong-armed into going to. She stomped out of the club and smacked the man with her signature weapon, that length of pipe he'd found when he bound her hand all those nights ago. She looked up, practically in their direction, and Jimmy's heart skipped a beat, but alas - she must've not recognized him. He was apparently doing his best yakuza cosplay... His three amigos were all suitably impressed. "Wow, did you see that..." "She laid him out! He must've had thirty, forty pounds on her!" Medved, for his part, just grinned. Jimmy sighed. The group entered the line, and before long, they were inside. His group went to the bar immediately. Jimmy lagged behind. "Where'd she go?" he wondered idly. An evening with the hobo crimefighter sounded a great sight better than holding Kaneda's hair back as he puked into a gutter. He scanned the place, but the crowd was packed. He couldn't see her. He frowned, truly disappointed. He sauntered up to the bar, slowly, almost disappointed. Another disinterested scan of the crowd. Kaneda shoved something in his hand that he didn't want to drink. ...Was that her? He looked back over towards the entrance, and saw an angry, scowling girl that looked, acted, and probably was... Well, no probably. It definitely was Mayu. He got up from the bar, put his drink back on the counter, and, when his companions saw him break off to walk towards a girl - the same girl who laid out that dude from earlier, his was accompanied by a chorus of raucous cheers. He barely cared. "Mayu? Is that you?" |
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| Natscookie | Jan 7 2014, 08:33 AM Post #4 |
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Mayu sighed, bringing a hand to her face as she returned to her post. Why couldn't her shift end already? She leaned on a small counter, behind which Jimmy's former jacket was hidden - she kept her belongings there. Just a few more minutes, certainly. She was positive four hours had passed since she walked in, and there was no way she was covering for the other guy. "Hm?" The girl heard some laughter and cheers, glancing in its general direction, mildly annoyed at it. She already had to endure four to six straight hours of ear-pounding music she detested per day, potential drunk laughter wasn't in her top ten sounds list. "..." Then, she spotted Jimmy walking in her direction. Her eyes widened slightly, and then, an eyebrow was raised. "No, I'm Hello Kitty, can't you see that?" She answered sarcastically. After that, her attention was caught by a hand waving at her from the other side of the club, tapping at a wrist watch, and giving her a thumbs up. It was over! "Fuckin' finally..." She muttered under her breath while straightening herself up, facing Jimmy again. "Didn't think you're the type to come to these places." |
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| Sumitomo | Jan 7 2014, 08:49 AM Post #5 |
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"If you're hello kitty, where's your ears?" Jimmy said, grinning. He was still a little dumbstruck that those idiots picked the very same nightclub she worked at, so he held a somewhat stupid looking grin on his face while she confirmed, nonverbally, with her boss that it was time to go. It took him a second to respond to her. "No, you're right. I hate the club... night time... nightlife scene. Whatever you call it." He looked back at the bar. Kaneda and the gang waved at him. Medved gave him a shit-eating grin and flashed a thumbs-up. "Did you just get off work?" Jimmy said, rubbing the back of his head, "If you did, can I leave with you? I need an excuse to disappear..." Another cheer. Fucking Kaneda. He looked at her again, a pleading expression plastered on his face. "Please?" |
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| Natscookie | Jan 7 2014, 10:26 AM Post #6 |
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"Hah, funny." Despite the deadpan tone, Mayu actually did find the comeback funny, and a corner of her lips twitched very slightly as she tried her hardest not to smirk. Then, Mayu followed Jimmy's gaze towards the group. Were they that desperate or something? "Yeah, shift just ended." As if on cue, a male dressed in a similar manner seemed to station himself nearby, a quite bulky fellow at that. Easy to assume it was her replacement. She reached over the small counter to retrieve her belongings - the jacket, only. "So long as ya don't brag afterwards. Come on." She motioned Jimmy to follow along with her head, before proceeding to walk off in the direction of the exit. Normally, she would stay for a little longer and have a drink, but that didn't seem to be the case. |
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| Sumitomo | Jan 8 2014, 03:52 AM Post #7 |
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Jimmy expected her to turn him down, but thankfully, she didn't. Mayu's replacement was easily three times her size - he thought it was a pretty apt visual comparison to just how deadly she was. She grabbed her stuff - Jimmy's heart skipped a beat when he saw her (formerly his) jacket. She kept it! ...Well, of course she would've. It was a good jacket, and how much money did she make from bouncing under the table? But still! She kept it! "Brag afterwards?" Jimmy said, nonchalantly, "Wouldn't dream of it." He followed Mayu out of the bar. "Where are we going anyways?" ___________________________________________________ Kaneda gaped in astonishment as Jimmy walked out of the club not five minutes after they'd finally got in. He'd never expected that of him. It defeated the purpose, perhaps a little, of them dragging him out here, but still, good for him. "Didn't think he was in to that type." he said mildly. "Jimmy the Amazon slayer." 'Gaijin' Tanaka screwed up his face. "You really gonna call him that?" Kaneda laughed. "Not to his face. Hey Medved!" The russian looked up from the drink he was staring into. "What?" Kaneda slapped a 1000 yen bill on the table. "I'm gonna get it this time!" A grin slowly appeared in Medved's face, the way ground might fissure after a serious earthquake. |
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| Natscookie | Jan 8 2014, 08:02 AM Post #8 |
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As they walked out, Mayu felt the chilling breeze instantly. Before she could even shiver, the jacket was on. She had to admit, it was pretty damn cozy. Of course, she hadn't told Jimmy that she was wearing it every day. She would never see the end of that. "Huh?" She seemed slightly dumbfounded at the question. Where were they going? "Thought ya just needed an excuse t'leave the club, what're ya talkin' about?" To be frank, she had planned to go home, switch clothes and go out for her daily 'hunting'. It seemed that such a thing wasn't going to happen anymore. "Where to, then? Ya choose. I don't really care." It was odd to hang out with her partner outside schedule, but eh, why not. |
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| Sumitomo | Jan 8 2014, 09:24 AM Post #9 |
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Jimmy pondered for a second. Neither of them were social butterflies. But, did they really need to go anywhere? He thought he was pushing his luck with her, but then again... Still wearing the jacket. That had to mean something, right? Hopeful thinking. But, Jimmy figured, he'd taken a lot of risky moves on her and only got kicked in the nuts (and hit in the face) once, so, he had pretty good odds. "Y'know I'd..." He paused. That was too forward. "I'd kinda like to see where you live. You've seen my apartment, and, I... quite frankly, I'm curious." Too forward, and he still said it. Well, no taking it back... |
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| Natscookie | Jan 8 2014, 09:30 AM Post #10 |
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As they walked, Mayu's hands started to freeze. She rubbed them together rather quickly before zipping up the jacket, and shoving her hands inside its pockets. Warmth, what a concept. "My place?" Her gaze fell on Jimmy, despite not turning her head. Good thing they were already heading in that general direction anyway. "Ain't nothin' t'see there. Bathroom, kitchen, bed, laptop. That's pretty much it, sorry t'disappoint." It wasn't like she was ashamed of her house, nor had a problem with someone going there; she gave no fucks. She couldn't help but feel weird about Jimmy going there, and was unable to pinpoint as to why that was the case. "Well, whatever." Mayu ended up shrugging. The night was young, and she doubted they'd stay at that cramped place for more than five minutes. "What 'bout after? It ain't like we'll have shit to do at my place anyway." |
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