Girls can play with the big boys too...

[Roxanne Lilith Grimaldi]

Roxanne was tired of this piss ant little town and it's lack of big city charm. It wasn't New York with it's sleekness and it wasn't Los Angeles with it's labels, it was nothing. Less then nothing, it had exactly one good bar and that was starting to get really boring, really quickly. She hated becoming a regular at anything because that mean that she was expected and that just wasn't how Rox worked. She was all about making things up as she went but with a purpose behind each choice. The problem was that she had done everything in this little town and she was bored. Very bored, so bored that she was about to call Riley, and that was bound to be a mistake. If she called him then he would probably get it into his pea sized brain that she was chasing after him, and that was more then she really wanted to deal with at the moment. Sighing, she flicked her still dark brunette locks behind her shoulders.

She got up from her plush suede couch and tossed the remote on the coffee table. There was nothing on but old re-runs of Project Runway, and even though she was all about that show, she could only take Christian's hairspray and fierceness for just so long before she wanted to throw her coffee cup at him. Padding her way into the kitchen she opened the frige and then closed it. Nothing to eat, as usual. Glancing at the clock that was lit up on the stove it showed an early time of seven thirty. Rolling her eyes, she knew that she couldn't be that much of a boob and go to bed that early but still what to do...Then the idea struck her like a frieght train. She had heard some of the office guys talking about The Muse's Den. She hadn't been there herself, but had heard that was it was a great place and all the guys seemed to love it.

Jumping in the shower, she ran through the motions. Getting out she wrapped herself in a fluffy gold colored towel and swiped a hand across the steam that covered the glass looking at herself critically. She was only in her mid twenties but it seemed as she saw herself as much older. To Roxy she had crow's feet poping up as well as wrinkles and her pores were huge. This probably all steemed from her sister being so perfect. Well at least Rox thought she was perfect. Most girls would have started controlling what they ate, but not Roxy. She knew she wasn't fat, just not as perfect and gorgeous looking as her sister. Shaking her thoughts away from her family, she made a mental note to make an appointment with her doctor to discuss a low dosage injection of that botox stuff for the wrinkles.

After a solid thrity minutes of rolling her hair in large curlers, applying layers of makeup, she smiled at her reflection. Not bad for a spur of the moment night out. Zipping up the zipper to her amazing dress, she slipped her feet into her peeptoes heels and grabbed her clutch. She was pretty, and for a moment she wished that she was actually going out to meet someone, and not just by herself, but that was part of the fun wasn't it? Going out, meeting someone, taking them back home. It was a game and she was a high score winner. Heading out the door, she drove to The Muse's Den.

Now Roxanne wasn't a stupid women or some naive fool. She was smart and knew exactly what the Den was all about, and she also knew that women weren't usually coming throughthe front door but rather through theemplyee entrance, but she also knew that she was Roxanne Lilith Grimaldi and she wasn't about to let somone tell her no. Having her car parked, she headed to the door and made her way through with a slight smile and a twinkle in her eye. The bounce was gorgeous and yummy, and raised a bushy eyebrow as she strolled in. Immediately she knew that this was probably going to become one of her favorite or perhaps bareable places in Walten City. It was like walking into a fantasy.

Cushions were all over the place, sheer material and half naked women at ever corner. Now this was sure going to be fun. Rox didn't discrimante when it came to sex. Women were gorgeous and Roxy wasn't shamed to say it. Walking to the bar first, she sat down in a high backed, cushioned stool and swiveled so that she could watch the current main act was performing. "Barkeep, I need myself something yummy and strong. You think you could do that for me, mate?" She looked straight to him and he smiled and went to do whatever bartenders did. Smiling to herself at her wonderful night out of boredom, she clicked her nails against the bar itself to the music.

[/color]:: open
::notes:: nadda
::words:: nine hundred and ninety one
::lyrics:: starstruck by 3oh!3
::outfit:: Smexy Clothes
::credit to:: rora @ hos[/color][/font][/size][/ul]

[Gianna Vitani Léon]

OH YEAH , YOUR SKIN AND BONES ,
turn into something beautiful & you know , you know i love you ,
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The night was becoming a sure flop. Gia found that all the tourists and such were invading the pubs around everywhere. She had gone clubbing the night before, but tonight was R&B smooth jams night...and that was definitely not Gianna's scene. Her phone was ringing off the hook..she watched as it kept vibrating with the names of men she did not want to waste her time with tonight. They were boring her and being far too clingy for her liking. She hated when a man clung..and what was with them texting her throughout the day. I swear if I get another text message asking what am I doing...when clearly I'm sleeping in the morning like any normal party person would...why the hell would they call? Fucking ridiculous leeches is what they are. Blowing up my phone like they are my warden or something. The thoughts boiled over in Gianna's mind, there was no way she was going to stay home tonight. With that single thought in her mind..she slapped her thighs and got up to get ready. She was going out...someplace she didn't even know. After doing the whole song and dance to get ready..she got on her bike and sped off straight down the street. The first place she would see that she wouldn't be expected to be at is where she would stop at.

Gia rarely ever showed up at the muses den because she was strictly dickly. What was the real point of watching women trot around the stage with a cold stare and a fake attempt of seduction. Her favorite thing to do in places like this, were to watch the expressions of the males as they drooled into their over priced drinks. There was only one female up on that stage that was truly an artist of what she did. It made Gia even think twice about turning a new leaf. It wasn't like she had never been with a woman before. It was the drama they carried around with them that she could really do without. It was alright when you had the rare three-some here and there...since most of the time Gia was far too much of a greedy person to share the bed with another female. Gia needed a change of scene, since now she had two men looking for her and she sure as hell knew they were going to look for her at the pound. Glancing around slowly...she found that there were few females that night at the den. Most of the women that strolled on in here were hardcore butch chicks that really did not tickle Gia's fancy...not even enough to strike up a conversation with them. It was either the real thing or something completely different. Fem females were a different story..she could fuck around with a fem lesbian..so as long as she is the one in control. That was her problem with the butch females...they wanted all the control and Gia was a lion in between the sheets.

Gia smirked as Arian...who is also known as Euphorian waved over to her while she was in the middle of a number. Gia shook her head and pushed herself out from her seat. The men turned around to her and all looked as if they were about to open a Christmas present. For some reason..nothing brought a mans heart to race like girl on girl action. Gia went over to her and gave her a small peck on the lips. Arian was one of Gia's friends and really the only female she would continuously look to for a good time. She was a no bullshit type of girl that liked to be naked at least 98% of the time. Arian wanted Gia to join the den for many years now...but Gia loved dancing too much to lower herself into dancing for disgusting swine like men. She thought Arian could do so much more with her time...but that was her opinion. Arian placed her hands on Gia's shoulders and turned her around to face the lustful stares of the men. Then she proceeded to rub her hands down the zipper of Gia's jacket until it unzipped completely to show her corset bustier. She couldn't help herself but laugh as Arian asked the guys in a silky voice 'You like that boys?' It especially killed her into actually grinning as they all nodded yes and exploded with whistles of sorts. It was like Arian was their puppet master and they followed her every move...even as she cupped Gianna's boob area..rubbing continuously as she fed the men a false fantasy...well almost false...since Gianna surely did not have a tattoo of Arian's hand print of her ass. "Don't even think about asking them If they want to see me get on stage....or else I'll stop doing these surprise visits." Gianna said in an amused tone as Arian pouted and patted her on the ass to get back to her seat then. Moving back to her comfortable velvet rounded booth...she sat back and straightened her bustier out. One thing she loved about this joint was the service. They came right away and never made her wait. "Long island ice tea ...and keep them coming." Gia said with small tilt of her head in the woman's direction.

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[Roxanne Lilith Grimaldi]

Roxanne. The name just exuded sex. Hell, one of the sexiest men alive had made a song about a women named Roxanne. She loved her name and as she sat there drinking her fruity mixture, she smiled to herself thinking of that very song by the police. It was about a prostitute and a man that loves her, but who needs the man really. I mean she could be quite happy with being what she is. Why would she want to change it just because a man loves her? That was this particular Roxanne's opinion. Drumming her fingers on the bar top, she took notice of the women on stage. She was fit, gorgeous, and had something exotic about her that made you want to know more, be more, enough for her. Perhaps it was the look in her eye or the way she moved her hips. Whatever it was it was making the men go wild, flingin money, and begging for more. Rolling her eyes at the pathetic pigs, she smiled as she saw a rather gorgeous looking man, look in her direction. She gave a flirtatious smile and sipped her drink. She didn't have any set plans for the night, but she was sure that she probably wouldn't mind getting drunk and going home with someone. It was something that she did probably way to often, but it occupied the time, and relaxed her, or at least the random sex relaxed her.

Her attention was drawn away from the mysterious stranger in the corner when she heard whistling and turning she looked directly at something that every man would wet his pants to be a part of. The dancer was rubbing down a gorgeous tanned women, who had a figure many women, not rox of course, would kill for. She was dressed with flare, and she was making the very men pant with want. Roxy had to admit that she was even a little turned on. Raising an eyebrow, she looked over her shoulder to the bartender. "Who is that?" Ther was no need for further explanation, because every eye was on that stage. The barman smiled and didn't take his eyes of the pair. "That would be Euphorian and Gianna. Quite the pair, aren't they?" Roxanne nodded her head, drank the rest of her drink in a gulp and ordered another one, whild chatting him up. "And she works here?" He shook his head no, as he set down another orange mixture. Interesting. The night was getting more and more interesting. She followed Gianna as she strolled back to her booth, sat down and adjusted herself.

Rox wasn't ashamed for staring, and as the women tilted her head, she smiled, and gave her a little clap of the hands, and then immediately looked at something else. Best not to show her hand too early and turn her away. That was something that was perfectly Roxanne, she rarely showed people what she wanted. It meant that they might have power over her and that was unacceptable. The only person that really made her speak was Riley, and that was the main reason that he was such a bastard. He made her do things that were against her very own rules. Quickly checking her phone, she slipped it back into her clutch. The problem now arrose. She was drinking, on her what third drink, oh it didn't matter, she had scoped out the joint and saw some very interesting choices, but now she was bored, again. Looking over to Gia again, she took her drink and made her way over to the red cushioned booth.

Her heels were barely audible over the thudding music, and her drink was in hand, her clutch tucked under her arm. Stepping to the table, she set a hand on the polished surface. "Mind if I join you? It's oh so boring, just sitting by yourself." Her accent was thick and she loved hearing herself talk because of it. She waited for a response, moving her hand that held her drink, to take a long swallow.

[/color]:: gia/riley
::notes:: sorry it's not as long as i wanted
::words:: eight hundred and forty
::lyrics:: starstruck by 3oh!3
::outfit:: Smexy Clothes
::credit to:: rora @ hos[/color][/font][/size][/ul]

[Gianna Vitani Léon]

OH YEAH , YOUR SKIN AND BONES ,
turn into something beautiful & you know , you know i love you ,
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Gia's eyes moved around as she sat, mostly peering around for her brothers. Although, she highly doubted that possibility of her younger brother walking in the den. That was Tybalt's job..to be the rebellious sort of womanizing brother. She still loved him and was proud to death that he had been clean this whole week...he could have been lying to her over the phone when he announced it but Gia hoped it wasn't. It was in Gia to care about someone but it was her choice whether she wanted to share that with others, which she didn't. She always thought that it was better to keep things to yourself..that's how to stop others from gossiping about you. One thing she despised was that Gossip town site that everyone was so hooked to. Anything she just so happened to do in this town, always got around to someone. At times she became frustrated with the talking eyes of the town..which was when you saw her oh so popular out bursts and drama causing. At times she became so bored that she would act out of pure love for the reactions on the the towns peoples faces. Gia looked upon the stage and shook her head, exotic dancing or its more common used term 'stripping' was something she would never bring herself to do though. She wanted to become a real dancer and then shove it down her mothers throat for always telling her she would never make something out of herself. Gianna was a real dancer and if the tight ass schools couldn't except her because of her attitude then she would make them sorry too. Thinking about just how she was going to do that, really started wearing down on her. She would have to travel...which didn't bother her much..she liked traveling. It was the being surrounded by people that thought they were better then you and the men that usually wanted her to give them a little something extra to ensure her place in the job. With that thought she downed her first drink and was pleased to see they brought her another one just as she saw the bottom of her last drink. Bar dancing wasn't too bad, she did it a few times but always ended up in a fight with an employee or a customer. Anger management classes only made her more pissed off at everything and just sent her on edge with every on going exercise. The only time she felt on top was when she was around her two guys. The only thing was when she needed some time away from them, they didn't want to let her go. She wasn't the type to like the clingers and usually just let them out to dry when they got to attached.

Maybe if she got enough drinks in her tonight she would give all the people a little show on the bar. The idea made her smirk...she only did it once before and that's why she got the job offer. Gia wasn't into the idea of taking her clothing off...which she didn't...which was why they offered her a job. If she could get the crowd going and she still was fully clothed...then imagine if she took her clothing off. Still, although promising...it wasn't her style to be bearing it all. After her little welcoming into the den in front of everyone, Gia notice she got a small hand clap from the woman looking in her direction. She gave her a small nod of the head, smirked and then looked away. In many ways Gianna is like a lioness. She never comes to you when you want her to. You either come to her or if she is interested enough then she will make her moves. Those that were the perfect balance of forward were always good in Gianna's book...but how would you even know if they didn't at least put an effort into talking to you. Looking down at her table she saw the Merlot polished fingernails and Gia already knew who it was by the look of them. The woman that was looking at her before had a sort of overall polished look about her, and as she looked up she found herself to be correct. "I know exactly what you mean..." She gave her a small up turn of her lips as she nodded her head toward the seat. Her accent sounded familiar...like Riley's so she knew that the woman had to be from Australia. She found it interesting that an Australian accent always sounded inviting and she wondered what it would sound like if the person were ticked off...probably sexy. Now then, introductions were in order...Gia was always good at remembering names. So if she said a name..it always triggered whatever rumors..or gossip someone was dishing out. Sometimes it gave her an idea of how the person was, since you could never tell by really looking at 'em. "So what's your name Aussie?" Gia asked her right before she took a swig of her drink..her eyes bright blue eyes dissecting everything about her...even the way she sat down.

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[Roxanne Lilith Grimaldi]

The girl in the booth was just a bit of fun, nothing more, nothing less. She was meant to occupy some of Roxanne's time, but that didn't mean that she had to know that. Oh know, quite the opposite. She could be oblivious to it all and Rox would still get her fun. She didn't expect anything from the girl. Hell, talking and drinking would be just fine for her. Just as long as she was enjoying herself. Hell the last time that she had a real conversation, it had been with her assistant on designers not coming through with their promised sample pieces. Not all that fun and entertaining really. She had a warm smile on her face as she approached the table. When she was greated with a smile in return, albeit a small smile, she knew that it wouldn't be a horrible night afterall. Truth be told, Roxy missed having a best friend and a solid girlfriend that she could talk to. Not that she wanted this mysterious girl to be her bff for life, but she just needed some female companionship outside of the women that she pays to be around her.

As the women spoke, she sat down carefully and slid slightly so she was further in the booth. Setting her glass down, she set her clutch on the table and crossed her legs. She might be a bit overdressed for this particular club, but she looked amazing and she was showing just enough skin to make the guys that weren't looking at the half naked women smile. "Isn't it dreadful, that's why I think bar stools should not exist. Who wants to sit at a bar all themselves, looking lonely and pathetic. Booths are much more comfortable and fun." she smiled again, finished off her drink, and when a waitress appeared, she ordered water for the next round. She didn't want to get drunk, if she had then she would have ordered straight up vodka. As the girl asked her, name she tilted her head a bit. No one had every really called her Aussie. Sure, Riley called her shelia, enough to make her head spin, but never Aussie. She couldn't say that she hated it.

Uncrossing and then recrossing her legs to get a bit more comfortable she leaned back in the seat and pushed back her hair. "The name is Roxanne. Roxanne Grimaldi." She took a sip of her water and swirled the ice around in the glass, it was a weird quirk, but she loved the sound of ice clinking against glass, well actually she just loved anything clinking against glass. It reminded her of diamonds or rain or something like that. "Now, I shared mine, you share yours. I'm all about equality." She gave a smirk, and turned her attention, once again to scan the bar. No one was had walked in to join the new crowd that she knew, but they two women in the booth together were drawing some very interesting stares, especially since one of them happened to be Gia. Rox's gaze landed once again on the main act on stage. How women could get up there and dance while taking their clothes off in enormously high heels, always amazed her, but if it made good money and you didn't sleep every john that waled in, then what they hell. She was't about to tell them that they were wrong for doing it, she was certainly enjoying herself, and had already decided that she would like to pay a pretty blond to give her a lap dance, just to see how it was.

[/color]:: gia/riley
::notes:: blah, we have to figure out how riley will make his entrance, any ideas, harlee?
::words:: seven hundred and seventy four
::lyrics:: starstruck by 3oh!3
::outfit:: Smexy Clothes
::credit to:: rora @ hos[/color][/font][/size][/ul]

[Gianna Vitani Léon]

OH YEAH , YOUR SKIN AND BONES ,
turn into something beautiful & you know , you know i love you ,
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One thing that everyone percieved about Gianna was her being weak at first glance. With some it was the mere fact that she was a woman, and with other women it was their diluted since of being better then her. Gia's over all confidence showed that she knew better. She was comfortable with the simple fact of knowing she could wipe the floors with anyone she met. That was how her family worked, the tougher you were and the the more you hurt someone that better. Her parents poison had seeped deep down and forever tried to attack the heart she held. She was a broken up girl in the inside, but she didn't let anyone know that and if they tried to guess at it...well...she simply broke their face. Even now, she wanted to have fun of course...but she knew better then to trust a woman. After all...her mother was a woman and she sly, manipulative and an overall liar to the core. The woman before her looked as if she was the type to get everything she wanted. A pampered princess to a certain extent, because their was an independent demeanor to her that suggested she took care of herself now. Most women couldn't handle even being an acquaintance of Gianna's...let alone a friend. She didn't think like a woman...she thought like a man and even acted like a man sometimes. The only ones that knew that she had some sort of feminine tendencies...were the members of her family and whoever she decided to date. One seating with Gia wasn't enough to know how she worked or even how she thought. She kept a thick wall away from most around her, forever guarding that bit of humanity in her. She especially could not be friends with the sensitive..bitchy...and or back stabbing gossiping type...which most women were in the first place.

For a split moment, Gia actually admired the woman's top...until she saw the feathers. She liked the studded bosom area though, gold had always been one of her favorite colors after all. "Yeah its more like a pain in your ass if you sit there for too long. When you think of the types to sit at a bar by themselves...you think of a husband tired of fucking the same woman for the last 15 years or someone that was just dumped. Which is why a select group come here anyways...which keeps the booths open for those that are just here for...fun right?" Gia shrugged her shoulders with that nonchalant demeanor of hers. She wasn't that high strung sort of person, if she was would she actually be in a gentlemens bar? Not so likely. Laying back into the cushion on her back, she brought her drink up to her lips and puckered her lips as the sour taste hit her tongue. The waitress looked towards Gia's cup and saw that it was more then half done by now. Gianna nodded...she liked most of the waitresses that worked at the Muse's den. They rarely gave lip and communicated with small nods or just pointing a finger...some of them even came without you asking which was even better in Gia's opinion.

Funny little town Walten had always been...the people forever used their last name when they were introducing themselves. At times it even stuck to Gia to spurt out her last name..most of the time she found it way too formal to slip it into the intros. "A Roxanne at a gentlemens club...some irony in that. Except I'm guessing you don't like anyone trying to connect you to that song? Right?" Gianna smirked as she thought who would really want to be compared to a song about a whore. She liked the song though, Sting's voice and The police...always a classic. Turning her head enough to see Roxanne and the stage, she watched as one of the strippers attempted to do a seducing belly dance. Gia couldn't help to think that she could out dance that woman in belly dancing with her hands tied behind her back...all while bringing the ties to the front of her body to take them off. Turning her attention back to Roxanne fully she licked the alcohol still lingering on her lips away. "Her hip work is too sharp.....makes her look like she's been practicing a thrust more than a dance." Gia's eyebrow arched as she played back what Roxanne had said to her. "I'm Gia. Do you truly believe in equality?" Gia leaned forward slightly, stretching her arm straight across the back of her side of the both. "I think its all bullshit to be quite honest. Men saying they believe in equality when they really feel like the woman's place is in the kitchen or on a bed with her legs spread...popping out watermelon sized screaming babies. Its natural for someone to believe that they are worth more then someone else." Gianna finally added..she didn't believe that everyone was equal...not after the scum she was objected to seeing. After all...she didn't want to hear some Mary Sue-ish shit....she wanted the gritty real stuff...or else the conversation would be lost.

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[Riley Gavin Munroe]

Saturday nights were fun, unless you were alone. Then they just became pathetic and Riley was not a pathetic man. Any action that would make him look so was something that he wouldn't do. He went to great lengths to preserve his, 'I don't give a fuck" attitude. He was the kind of guy who just went off and did his own thing even if it supposedly wasn't what was best for him. For example, his father shipped him off to the states because he wasn't living up to his potential. That was just something that was bothering his father, the fact that Riley didn't care enough to want to take over the family business. He was just out for himself. His father had two other sons that he coudl give the damn business to. There were people who were just made to take on that role and Riley simply wasn't one. He didn't have the motivation. he didn't have anything to make the work worth while. Riley seriously had nothing and because of that he was going to pretend that he loved his life of excess when in reality he was just wallowing while he was alone. Nobody would know that part about Riley though. That wasn't who he was and he would be damned if someone would feel sorry for him.

Just like every other Saturday night, unless he made plans with Roxy, he made his way to the Muse's Den. That place was his second home. Maybe even his first home since he hated being in his apartment alone. That place was just so damn cold living alone in there. He didn't like it not as much as he used to. When he first came to Walten it was a dream bachelor pad. It impressed all the girls easily and they oohed and awed when he brought them back to his place. Now though he just didn't care anymore. So he spent more time at the den where he could surround himself with gorgeous women and a fountain of never ending booze. It was a dream come true and he didn't even have to do much. Sure that kind of took the fun out of the game but there were some things that he coudl do to make it more interesting. There were a few girls who were more then capable of giving him the chase that he needed. He could always give Roxy a call though anyway. Then again things always ended the same there anyway. Though he had to admit that he seemed to be able to get to her more and more these days. That always brought a certain sense of satisfaction to him. Most likely it was always accompanied by smug little grin as well.

Once inside, Riley scoped the place out. He wanted to see who was here and what was going on. Which girls were dancing tonight and which were working the floor. Were the girls worth watching or should he just get down to what he really wanted, an escape so that he didn't have to think about what was going on. Didn't have to worry about his crap ass father who didn't give a damn about Riley unless he was disappointing him or if he was going to follow in his father's footsteps.

A familiar mass of sexy dark hair caught his eye. Riley knew who the woman was instantly. He could see her long dancers legs under the table. Gia Leon certainly was a stunning woman. She was tall and voluptuous and she was definitely a hellion. It was something Riley loved about her. While Roxy kept things interesting with the mind games, Gia was a fighter and Riley loved the fight for physical control. Speaking of his lovely Aussie, she was there sitting in the same booth as Gia. Well wasn't this his lucky night? Riley walked over to the two lovely women and slid in next to Roxy. He put his arm around Gia his hand resting on her hip. "I must say that finding you here is a sign that my night is turning up," Riley said. He didn't play mind games with Gia. He didn't want them with her. They weren't as fun compared to the other things that the two of them could do. He wasn't looking for anything with Gia other then pleasurable company. He didn't want commitment he didn't want to play games it was up front. It was refreshing. The waitress came back with the drinks. "Put them on my tab assuming the lady will allow that. And bring me back my usual love." Riley smiled at the waitress as she left to go get his drink. "Where have you been hiding? To be honest it's rather cruel to the rest of the world that you've been so MIA Gia." Riley said. "Oh Roxy, love, I hadn't seen you there. My apologies darling."

[Roxanne Lilith Grimaldi]

She had to admit in all her years she had rarely encountered a women like Gianna. She was grit and sex but it didn't seem as if she put it out there, it was more just in her blood. As if she didn't have a choice in what she was or how she was percieved, except that Rox always thought that you made who you were, so even if Gia was truly built like this it wouldn't be any sort of excuse. The girl seemed to have little class or couth, but the kicker was, even if she didn't completely agree with it or like it all that much she somehow found it entirely interesting. For some odd reason, Roxanne was drawn to her, perhaps it was a deep and intense need to be like that in a way, completely free and clear, able to say anything she wanted, act anyway she wanted. For so many years of her childhood, she had always thought that she was perfectly herself, that she couldn't be more aware of herself, the problem with herself was the intense need to be like her step sister. The fact that she was constantly compared to her sister that she was always told that she should be more like Angela, because her sister was the perfect little angel, the perfect little student. She hated her sister for that, hated that she was always compared to that, and even to this day, whenever she called her mother and told her of her latest accomplishment at her job, her mother would always pipe off with something to bring her down. She didn't truly know Gia, and all of this was her own thoughts, but somehow she knew that Gia probably could care less if she were compared to someone else. That was the something that Roxanne envied above all else, the trueness of telling someone to fuck off, if they didn't like her.

She knew as she ordered another drink that they very well may hate each other but for the moment, they were there and conversation was to be had. As she listened to Gia talk about the certain type of people that sat at bars, she gave a slight smile. The girl had a way with words. "You couldn't be more right." She took a long sip of her water as her drink was set down in front of her. As she went on about her particular name, Rox have another smile. She loved her name. "Oh, I don't think it's all that bad. I love the song and I know I'm not a whore so no need to explain or try to hide my name. Hell, it's served me well in the past." The women on stage had some talent, but Roxy was an untrained eye, someone completely observing out of pleasure and fun rather for technique and judge points. She always thought that to obseve without the knowledge of something was much better. The idea that to watch something meant to be enjoyable but simply judging how well they were doing wasn't all that fun and the creativity in each event lost part of it's glamour. It had happened to her more times then she could count. She would attend fashion shows and just couldn't understand what some of the designers were thinking while some socialite that didn't know what it took to put together shows, would amire it. That lack of knowledge was a sort of innocence to certain things.

She simply nodded at Gia's disection of the women's dance, not feeling the need to voice her opinion completely. She was about so speak, when the girl sittting next to her began to speak about equality. Truthfully, she loved opinions and honesty and all that jazz, but she had to admit that she was a little annoyed, did this girl have any positive things to say about anything? "Well, it's lovely to meet you Gia, and as far as equality goes. I believe that you choose your fate, and you just have to follow it and all. If you choose to spread your legs and have watermelon sized babies, then you choose unequality, but if you demand equality, you are bound to find it." She shurged and was about to go on, when she saw a gorgeous man walk up to the table. She immediately knew who it was. She could tell you a lot of things about Riley Munroe.

As he slid in and began a conversation with Gia, Roxanne was waiting for some signal that he acknowledged that she was there and she had gotten anything, and then after the waitress came up, and he finally turned to her and spoke the most fake sounding sentence that she had heard, she raised an eyebrow, and trying to keep her calm, because she could feel a red haze start to cloud her vision, she smiled, but no one that truly knew Roxy would admit that it was a warm and friendly smile. "Hello to you darling, and no worries, I'm easily forgettable, aren't I." Her comment was said with lightness, but the sarcasm dripped from the words like venom.

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[Gianna Vitani Léon]

OH YEAH , YOUR SKIN AND BONES ,
turn into something beautiful & you know , you know i love you ,
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Gia studied Rox as she answered her question, making her crack a smile. Not a smile you would actually want during a first meet though. It was a smile that said 'interesting..but sort of not'. Roxanne could be perceived as classy to anyone that looked at her, but Gia had met classy people before and she knew it was all an act for Roxanne. No classy person would actually say that the name of a whore got them anywhere in life. What exactly did she mean by her name 'served her well in the past' it sounded more like she was insinuating something that Gia really wanted to know absolutely nothing of. Being a classy lady was the last thing on Gia's mind, classy women had their work cut out for them. They had to live by a standard in their life and life in Gia's mind was hard enough as it was without pretending to be someone you aren't all the time. In the end of it all, you are only living for yourself, and someone is going to see right through that facade. Seriously...Jackie O was a phenomenally classy woman without a doubt...but would I really want to be like her? Nah...I'd rather stick to my own shit and just be me. No one likes a Caroline that swears her shit don't stink like the rest of us. Gianna arched her eyebrow as she thought to herself. Lifting up her glass for she had finally found something the two had in common. The belief that equality is your choice. "To demanding equality than" Gia finished her drink as she saw a familiar build through her peripherals. Speaking of equality...

Riley Munroe, now here was someone that she knew was a guaranteed good time. It wasn't that Roxanne didn't look like a good time, Gia felt that there was more to this little princess locked up inside. The only thing was, Gia wasn't into talking about feelings...opinions yes because after all she was a leo and had a very strong opinion. She just couldn't help feel that this woman was all talk and fake smiles. Gianna hated people that were fake more than anything in the world. She respected the upfront attitudes..much like her own...which is why she got along with Riley. Most of the town thought that there would be something between Riley and Gia, but she knew as soon as they met each other at the bon-fire...that being too much alike isn't a good thing for any type of relationship. Plus, Gia had many issues with relationships alone to even consider seeking a man that behaves as she does. He was definite eye candy though and the accent also helped her listen to what he was actually saying. Gianna had a hard time listening to people if she really could care less about what they were saying. Riley was that sexy bad boy you thought about when you wanted to have a steamy one night stand with. The kind of man that housewives had wet dreamed of when they were tending to their dull husbands. He was lean, devilishly handsome, and you had no doubt in your mind that he could please just about every need and ache you ever had. For a moment, Gianna wondered if that was what others thought of her. Shaking her head slightly she brushed off the thought, since most of them men that knew her were intimidated by her and the others were masochist that liked her fiery personality.

By the way Roxanne was looking at Riley, she wondered if they knew each other, slept with each other, and or Roxanne wanted to get to know Riley. Gianna smirked when she started to pick up on the same sort of game she played with her ex-boyfriend. Making him jealous so Gia could grasp his attention and later have rough angry sex to make up for any lost time...and especially pent up frustration. "Is it now?....Okay I'll bite...Fine with me..I never object to a free drink. Switch it to some Jack willya hun..half glass..to pick things up a bit." Gia smirked inwardly, the small indentation appeared to the side of her chin. She knew she was going to need something straight for what might be coming her way with these two. Shrugging her shoulders she looked between Riley and Roxanne, Oh yeah...definite chemistry and what looks like contempt in her eyes. Games....they were so childish and pointless in her eyes...but she was making a small exception just this one time. Drama was all good in her book when it wasn't hurricaning into her life. "You know me Riley...untamed and wild...never staying in one spot for too long if i can avoid it. That and I've been avoiding some people...you out of all people should know how that can be. I should say the same for you though...Where have you been shackin' up?" Gia curled her bottom lip into her mouth as she took a swig of her cup, running her tongue across her puffy pout to get every drop off. Gianna couldn't help but laugh when she heard Riley finally acknowledge Roxanne, yep she knew they were well acquainted with each other. "Oo when aussie's attack...So are we going to sit here and actually have this little back and fourth thing going on. 'Cause I can tell you right now...It don't take much to see what's going on here. My guess is that you two are fucking or have fucked? Am I right...a shot goes to me if I am. " Gia felt the warmth of her drinks running all over her skin...which put even less of a restraint on what she said...it did however put her in a better mood...which was always a plus. A negative person like Gia only becomes joyous with every drink she takes.

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[Riley Gavin Munroe]

Riley could honestly say that Roxy's reaction surprised him just a little bit. Maybe his ignorning her was a mistake. Then again if she came here then she clearly didn't want any time with him in the first place. If Roxy wanted Riley for the night she would have just called him up. He would have been there to spend his night with her in a heartbeat. He never turned her down. Clearly she didn't want him for the night so why would Riley give her the same attention to Roxy as he was giving to Gia right now? "Never forgetable love," Riley said indifferently as if it didn't matter. "But you shouldn't sound to hurt. Clearly I wasn't on your mind tonight otherwise you wouldn't be here with the always entertaining Miss Gia." Sure he was being a bastard but to be honest he was tired of hearing about these other men whenever he was around Roxy. About how he should be grateful that she was spending her time with him when she could have any other guy that she wanted. He wasn't taking that shit anymore. He didn't want that anymore. If she was going to be such a bitch with the mind games and mentioning other men then fine but she wasn't going to have him playing along with that shit not anymore. He wasn't going to sit around and be continously jerked around like some dog on a leash.

"I know you just about as well as I know my way around Mexico, Gia, and that is exactly what I love about you. Your unpredictability, your wild tendencies, your unmatched ferocity in bed," Riley said as he could go on about the qualities that he liked in Gia that most other women didn't possess or were afraid to possess. Women today had no clue how to harness their sexuality. Either they were afraid of it or they were just down right sluts and sluts weren't attractive. They were just easy. He liked to think that his tastes in women had matured a bit to something that was a little more classy or at least someone that he didn't have to pay for or someone that had a brain and wanted to fight for dominance. Nothing got his blood pumping more then a drop dead gorgeous sexy woman who wanted to take control and would fight him for it because he didn't give it easily unless he was truely curious about what she would do when she was given the control but that rarely ever happened. He honestly couldn't remember the last timet hat he had given it up really. Probably to Roxy but the fact that he couldnt' remember wasn't boding well for that memory if it even was her. He was sure that he was getting into Roxy's bad books as every minute passed but at the moment he didn't care he just wanted fun and he knew that Gia could give that to him and maybe if he was lucky he would be able to get Roxy in on it too, but he would have to start being nicer to her and right now he wasn't drunk enough to override his pride. "This is a gorgeous jacket Gia, but I don't like how it hides you," Riley said as he pushed her jacket off her shoulders. He brushed his lips against the skin of her shoulders and up her neck briefly. "Better then I remember."

"But if you're hiding because people are bothering you, mate, you could always let old Riley give them a little talking to see if that would help, but I'm sure that a woman like you doesn't need help from me. As for me, I've been hiding as well, sort of. A certain woman had my attention for a while, almost made me consider changing my ways, if you believe taht one, but apparently there's all these other men that she likes to bring up so clearly not even I'm enough man for her." The comment was of course about Roxy. He couldn't give a fuck if Gia could figure that one out or not. It was an explination as to why he had so blatantly ignored Roxanne as well though. He wasn't going to put up with it anymore he was done and that was his way of letting her know. "Well her loss though right?" The waitress came back with the drinks and he gave her one of his more charming smiles as he poured himself some bourbon. The three of them certainly had the variety of drinks. He listened to Gia's assessment about the situation between he and Roxy. Well she was spot on but then again she wasn't a stupid girl so that didn't really surprise the Aussie too much. "Well we could have a petty little fight but that's not much fun for you now is it? I'm sure we could have much more fun if you're willing and if Roxy wants to play nice for once and keep her bitchy little jabs to herself."

[Roxanne Lilith Grimaldi]

Roxanne was slowly coming to the realization that she wasn't going to have the night that she had hoped she would. This Gia women was slowling getting on her nerves and her drinks were strong enough or weren't kicking in quick enough for her to just let it slide right down her back. Now with the added benefit of Riley's snide comments, her night was going bust before she really even got a buzz going and that was something that was truly just not acceptable. She believe that you were in charge of your person and those people that kept saying that they were in a bad relationship because they didn't have choices, were just plain stupid. Everyone had choices and she really wanted to choose to stand up and head right out there door, leaving Riley with his little wild cat. It wasn't her responsibility to make sure he was happy and he if wanted some hellion then that was his choice, she would probably decline any other any counters with the two, because god only knows what would happen in the future. Did he really think that she would just sit passively by while he blatantly ignored her or made snide comments. He obviously didn't know her very well. Yes, she could admit that she had brought up other men in front of him, but that was for his own good. She was just trying to let him know that she wasn't going to just wait forever. That she wasn't just going to sit, like a pretty little princess while he fucked whatever stripper that he wanted. She wanted him to make his god damn move and it just seemed like he wasn't getting the hint.

Even if she could feel herself getting warmer because of her anger, she did her best to keep herself calm, and she took another long sip of her drink, praying that the liquid would take effect quickly and she would be able to make some excuse to go. Perhaps Riley wasn't getting the hint or even worse, perhaps he was and he didn't want her, maybe he just wanted that other girl or a ton of other girls. She had always known that Riley wasn't the type to settle down or commit to one girl, so why was she even trying? Taking an inward sigh, she plastered a smile on her face. Hell she was already there and as far as she could see there wasn't much of a way to get out of there without being rude and causing a scene. Rox tilted her head, listening to their friendly talking and Gia's assumptions. She shrugged her shoulders at the comment, she had nothing to hide when it came to her tentative connections to Riley Munroe. As he took her jacket of and kissed the other women bare skin, she could swear that she saw red. How could he do that in front of her. Didn't he get it? Didn't he understand at all?! She tightened the hand around her glass a bit.

"Well, love. You are spot on, shots all around, I suppose." She eyed the waitress to idicate to bring over shot glasses. This was bound to be interesting, but Rox was a bit hurt so she wasn't all the sure if she was in the mood, perhaps if the stripper girl kept her mouth shut the night would brighten up. "More fun then we are already having, riley? Nonsense there is not more fun then this." It could have been taken saracastically but she had the glimmer of humor in her eye and a spirk on her lips. She was steadfasting ignoring his negative comments in the hopes that they wouldn't set roots in her heart and make it break. She raised her shot glass to the other, "To a fun filled night, salinte, loves." She dropped the shot into the back of her throat and gave a wide smile. The more booze the better. She could see the chemistry between the two, it was obvious and she had to admit that she was a little worried that this gia girl had dug her claws into riley. Although she realized Riley's earlier comment and it sort of stuck home. He couldn't possibly be talking about her. God, she was frustrated. She had been so busy with work and with thoughts of the man at their little table that she hadn't really been on a proper date, which meant no major sex for the roxster and it was starting to really get to her, along with the other things of course. "So what could we do to make the night more enjoyable? Anyone have any ideas?"

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::notes:: i know this sucked, forgive me
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