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[c-muses] #11 - words (lounge)
Mar. 11th, 2009 09:17 am “Thank you so much, Mr. Karras!”
“Please, call me Tommy.”
“Of course…Tommy.”
“Holy cow! Seth, look! It’s The Avatar, Tommy Karras!”
Tommy was almost grateful he was blushing so hard as he handed another autograph back to one of the small cluster that had formed around him in the middle of the casino. Lord knew hit made him look twice as healthy as he felt. He looked pale and tired, he knew, but he was feeling better with every passing second in the company of humans…healing was a long ways off, but he could already feel the solid road to recovery beneath his feet.
Now if everyone would stop using that stupid nickname…
Accepting another copy of his Buried Alive advertisement, he looked up from signing it to peer into the depths of the Revolution Lounge for some sign of Rachel. He couldn’t exactly look for her energy, he’d never felt it before, but the telltale head of red hair ought to be obvious enough…
“Hey, Tommy! Do something!”
“Yeah, please? Can we see one trick?”
Blushing harder, he laughed and shook his head as he finished another autograph, but all it got him was a chorus of cheers and applause that only fed his strength. If he drew on the group, he could probably manage something small, but what the hell was he gonna do that would hold up under scrutiny?
Figuring that he couldn’t go wrong with a classic, he grinned and finally sighed, motioning to the crowd. “Okay, fine! All right, let’s see if I can do something…but you guys gotta let me head over to Revolution, alright? I’m meetin’ somebody!”
Only a little surprisingly, he managed to wrangle the small group into an orderly cluster following him into the lounge. Heading straight up to the bar, he waved to the bartender when he caught sight of a flash of red in the corner, sipping a drink at a comfortably secluded table.
“Hey!” he called out, waving at Rachel with a smile as she turned at the sound of her name. Beckoning her over, he turned to the expectant group huddling around him.
“C’mon, guys…make some room, that’s the friend I’m meeting.” He instructed the two women at his elbow, who reluctantly made some room as Rachel made her way over to his side.
Reaching out to wrap her in a friendly hug, he drew back with a mischievous grin, gesturing to her drink. “Good to see ya, babe…glad you could join the party. Now check it out, if I can borrow whatever you’re drinkin’? Me and my new friends here can give you a welcome to Las Vegas that you’re never gonna forget.”
Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 450
“Please, call me Tommy.”
“Of course…Tommy.”
“Holy cow! Seth, look! It’s The Avatar, Tommy Karras!”
Tommy was almost grateful he was blushing so hard as he handed another autograph back to one of the small cluster that had formed around him in the middle of the casino. Lord knew hit made him look twice as healthy as he felt. He looked pale and tired, he knew, but he was feeling better with every passing second in the company of humans…healing was a long ways off, but he could already feel the solid road to recovery beneath his feet.
Now if everyone would stop using that stupid nickname…
Accepting another copy of his Buried Alive advertisement, he looked up from signing it to peer into the depths of the Revolution Lounge for some sign of Rachel. He couldn’t exactly look for her energy, he’d never felt it before, but the telltale head of red hair ought to be obvious enough…
“Hey, Tommy! Do something!”
“Yeah, please? Can we see one trick?”
Blushing harder, he laughed and shook his head as he finished another autograph, but all it got him was a chorus of cheers and applause that only fed his strength. If he drew on the group, he could probably manage something small, but what the hell was he gonna do that would hold up under scrutiny?
Figuring that he couldn’t go wrong with a classic, he grinned and finally sighed, motioning to the crowd. “Okay, fine! All right, let’s see if I can do something…but you guys gotta let me head over to Revolution, alright? I’m meetin’ somebody!”
Only a little surprisingly, he managed to wrangle the small group into an orderly cluster following him into the lounge. Heading straight up to the bar, he waved to the bartender when he caught sight of a flash of red in the corner, sipping a drink at a comfortably secluded table.
“Hey!” he called out, waving at Rachel with a smile as she turned at the sound of her name. Beckoning her over, he turned to the expectant group huddling around him.
“C’mon, guys…make some room, that’s the friend I’m meeting.” He instructed the two women at his elbow, who reluctantly made some room as Rachel made her way over to his side.
Reaching out to wrap her in a friendly hug, he drew back with a mischievous grin, gesturing to her drink. “Good to see ya, babe…glad you could join the party. Now check it out, if I can borrow whatever you’re drinkin’? Me and my new friends here can give you a welcome to Las Vegas that you’re never gonna forget.”
Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 450
