Participants:
| Scene Title | Another Member |
|---|---|
| Synopsis | Nicolas talks to Isabelle about possibly recruiting Roselyn into Shedda Dinu. |
| Date | January 24, 2009 |
Old Lucy's: Back Room
This backroom looks more like a living room than just a plain old back room. There are a few armchairs placed about the room and a black rug is in the middle of the room, on top of the rug is a big table with a few chairs around it as well. In a corner of the room is a flat screen TV on the wall.
The backroom is empty, nobody is utilizing the room, except for Isabelle, the owner of the bar. Her hair is pulled into a ponytail and she is wearing a pair of black jeans and a tight tank top. Her eyes are closed as she lounges in one of the few armchairs in the room, her feet over the back of the chair and her head hanging down. She isn't sleeping.. maybe waiting for someone?
Nicolas knocks on the door leading into the back room before he peeks his head in, looking around. He steps inside as he spots Isabelle, closing the door behind him. "Isabelle?" He says to her as he moves towards the armchairs.
"Yep." Isa says in reply and opens one eye to stare at Nicolas, she doesn't move her position and she grins at the man, "What's up Hottie?"
Nicolas smirks as he sits down in a nearby seat close by her. "Hey. I wanted to talk to you." He says, leaning a bit closer towards her. "About Roselyn." He says as he rests his elbows on his knees.
The bartender grins and leans up and forward some so that she is near Nicolas' ear. The woman whispers, "Mmm what about her?" She seems to be in a extra flirty mood today.
Nicolas looks at her for a moment, trying to decide something before he speaks. "I think she would be perfect to join our little group." He says after a moment. "She's one of us and she has the same feelings that we do."
"Does she now?" Isabelle raises an eyebrow and nods her head. "Does she have an ability?" Izzy grins softly. Another new member would be great.
Nicolas nods his head. "Yeah. She showed me." He says, sitting back on his seat for a moment. "She moved her hand through a beer bottle. Like through the middle. Just like a ghost. Don't know what it's called, but that's what she does."
"Sounds.. interesting. I'll let Rupe know." Izzy turns over so that she is sitting up and she then stands, her heels clink against the floor as she stands behind Nicolas and runs her hands over his shoulders. "So, have you met the rest of us yet?" She purrs while grinning down at the hacker.
Nicolas nods his head. "Yeah. I talked to her about how she feels about the Registration and the Linderman Act. From what I've heard, she really hates all that stuff. Be willing to pretty much do anything to stop it." He shakes his head. "No. I haven't met anyone else but you and Rupe."
"She sounds like a good candidate.. I've noticed you two hang out a lot.." Isabelle pauses before adding, "Does this mean I can't flirt with you anymore?" she tilts her head and nods, "We'll have to get you to meet the rest of the gang soon."
Nicolas smiles as he shrugs. "I don't know. We had dinner last night. That's about it. She's a pretty cool chick. I like her." He says as he cracks his neck.
"That's nice." Isabelle says and then slides over to sit in Nicolas' lap. She isn't very heavy at all and the pyro places her hands on Nicolas' neck. "So as soon as the two of you start dating then.. I'll know when to stop. Until then.. you are much to hot for me to pass up the chance.." She crosses her legs and tilts her head while looking at Nicolas. "I love the tattoo."
Nicolas smirks as she slips onto his lap before he looks at her. "Okay. I guess." He says, shaking his head slightly. He chuckles softly at the mention of his tattoo. "Thanks. It's the only one I have."
Isabelle nods her head and then gives Nicolas a look. "Wanna see all of mine?" Izzy chuckles softly and takes her hair out of the ponytail. "They are.. almost everywhere."
Nicolas chuckles softly and raises an eyebrow slightly. "I don't know if that's a good idea or not. Don't know if someone is going to come in." He says, nodding to the door.
"Simple solution." Isabelle gets up from Nicolas' lap and goes to lock the door. "No more worries." She grins and plays with the strap of her tank top.
Nicolas nods his head slightly as he watches her lock the door, looking around the room, a nervous look on his face. "Well, that certainly does solve that." He says as he looks back at her.
Fade to black…
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