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Re: First-Time Outing
« Reply #45 on: June 10, 2019, 12:06:20 PM »
Ash returned Jimmy’s smile; he really wasn’t so bad. “I guess so,” she replied, moving to retrieve the white ball and place it back upon the felted table; having the advantage of choosing its placement secured her first shot. As she circled the table to consider her next, she decided it was too quiet. Not quiet in the sense that there weren’t any sounds - there was plenty of chatter and buzz around them - rather, she felt that they should be having some other form of exchange. More discussion beyond the repeated passing on of turns.

“You’re a doctor?” She supplied by way of conversation-starter. A brief glance was directed toward Dominic - both in indication of where she’d heard it, and a friendly reminder that she hadn’t forgotten he was there. Some kind of head doctor, he’d said. She couldn’t help but to puzzle over what that might entail, and whether or not his psychic abilities played any part in his work.

While she awaited his response, she leant down to make her next play. Her angle was just off, and she missed. Too bad.
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« Reply #46 on: June 11, 2019, 11:52:11 PM »
Jimmy watched Ash continue to lead the game, and decided that wouldn't do at all. He scanned the board and determined a good shot existed near the left corner pocket. As Ash asked about James's profession, Jimmy sunk his first shot with ease. He looked up to meet her gaze, and turned his gaze to the sexy man keeping them company. Dom had chatted about him quite a bit it seemed. Well, how sweet. He looked grumpy at being referred to as a doctor. His wry smirk turned downwards, and he returned his eyes to the table as he answered.

"Sometimes," he answered rather cryptically. "Tonight I'm just Jimmy, but yes sometimes I'm Dr. James Barrow, clinical psychologist."

His tone mocked his professional name, and he said it in a fo-posh dialect, over the top and queenly. He landed another solid, and just like that he'd taken the lead. His smile returned.

"And you, what task do you exchange for money? Dom you too. What is it you do?"
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Re: First-Time Outing
« Reply #47 on: June 12, 2019, 09:45:23 AM »
The sarcastic lilt of Jimmy’s response did not go unnoticed by Aislin. It wasn’t uncommon for folks to dislike their jobs, and she imagined his to be pretty mentally taxing. She couldn’t fathom having to help someone else sort out their thoughts and issues; she had trouble enough doing that for herself. It was good, she decided, that Jimmy had made time for himself - and she resolved not to ask him about work again.

“I haven’t even started to look for a job yet,” she replied with an easy roll of her shoulders. “I’ve got decent enough chunk of change saved from working back home. It should last a few months, if I’m careful with it. I figure I’ll find a part-time position in the service industry once school starts, and use the free time I have now to get familiar with the city.” With a smile, she looked toward Dom for his answer.
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« Reply #48 on: June 12, 2019, 05:28:30 PM »
Dominic was drinking when the question about his work was asked and he'd had enough now that it was definitely going to his head, making everything in the room a little shinier. Especially Jimmy. Ash answered first and he found he had to concentrate to process her words; the beer was making them quite slippery and muddly because she used so damn many of them to get her point across. She didn't have a job. She was living off her savings. Right. Risky. He didn't voice his opinion, he just answered for himself.

"I'm an owner operator of a landscaping business - All About Gardens," he told Jimmy, including Ash in his answer because it was very easy to slide his gaze her way. Outwardly, he knew he wouldn't appear drunk, no slurring of his words or physical stumbling but, inwardly, he was cresting that nice precipice where everything was starting to feel easy and liquid. The place where bad decisions became so easy to make. He smiled at them both, all dimples and relaxation, his left arm folded across his body with his hand tucked in his armpit, his right resting on it, holding his beer.

"I design, install, renovate, even do a bit of plumbing when called for. It's a lot of hard work, outdoors most of the time, very physical. But I'm great with my hands," he announced proudly, his eyebrows flickering as he looked slyly at Jimmy.

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« Reply #49 on: June 13, 2019, 03:28:55 PM »
"How butch," Jimmy teased, giving Dom a smirk, and licking his lips for no apparent reason. He turned to Ash, digging her whole I'm trying to find myself vibe. It was very Stevie Nicks in a way, and he thought, who doesn't like Stevie Nicks? He walked up to her, flashing the same smirk he'd worn all night.

"What are your qualifications," he asked, his voice now that of a member of the British Parliament. After his two tongue and check replies, he felt sufficiently annoying, and moved back to the table and the game! They were getting down to the wire, and Jimmy went for one of his remaining solids. With a zing,  it went into the pocket. His lead had grown, but he didn't put it away, scratching again on another failed trick shot. He cursed under his breath and switched sticks.
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« Reply #50 on: June 15, 2019, 11:29:11 AM »
All About Gardens. Not the cleverest of names, but it got the point across well enough. Nevertheless, landscaping was an art - and Ash had a great appreciation for all things artistic. Politely, she adverted her gaze from the two men's brief little exchange of coquetry; twisting a small, humored smile. Jimmy would likely score a date, regardless of whether or not he won their match.

When he stopped in front of her, and asked about her qualifications, Aislin laughed. “I haven’t got many,” she admitted with a shrug. “I spent three years serving at a diner; I’m great with customers, am very good at balancing things on trays, and can make a mean milkshake. I’m also confident enough in my ability to draw that I aim to eventually make a career out of it.” She watched as he returned to the table, convinced that he’d finish it off. Her brows lofted after his second botched trick-shot. No way she’d have taken that risk on the eight, not with a win so close to guaranteed. There were three balls left on the table now; the eight, and her remaining two stripes. They were closer together than she’d have liked, but she could probably still end the game here, if she were careful. If she wanted. Did she want? Jimmy was smug - it would feel good to best him - but she also felt some weird inclination to act as wingman.

Her lips pursed thoughtfully as she stepped into position before the table. She lifted the little cube of chalk, recoating the tip of her cue in an act of tarrying. To try, or not to try? … Try, she finally decided - leaning forward, in time with a slow exhalation, to prepare for her first shot. There was no fun in letting someone else win. Besides, she somehow doubted he’d have willingly done the same for her.

It was only that initial shot that was difficult; finding a way to break apart those two without knocking in the eight before she was ready. Still - after further time spent in deliberation, and a few experimental thrusts of her cue - she managed. From there, it should have been easy. There were only two balls left on the table, and they were nowhere near one another. Any one of six pockets would do. Her second stripe was sunk without effort.

Rather than making a move toward her third, and final, shot - she straightened up, casting a cocksure grin toward her opponent. Again, her brows raised fractionally; a look that amply conveyed, hope you’re ready to lose.
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« Reply #51 on: June 16, 2019, 07:47:33 PM »
"I love drawing! I draw all the time, too!" Dom blurted out to no-one in particular.

The tension of the game almost finishing was getting to him and he'd been holding onto the comment since Ash had mentioned she wanted to be a full-time artist - it was going around and around and around inside his head.

He hadn't wanted to interrupt her concentration but, since she'd paused, he couldn't hold it in any longer. Sighing with relief, he went back to drinking his beer and watching.

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« Reply #52 on: Yesterday at 11:54:14 AM »
Jimmy looked cool and confident, and gave Ash a devilish grin. He leaned his hands down onto the table, twisting his head slightly to the side, and blinking rapidly. He suddenly stood up straight and raised his right index finger towards the eight ball.

"Here's a riddle," he posed. "As Dom told told you, I can see the future. I know who wins the game, and I know I get everything I want in the end. Who wins?"

He looked at Dom, and put his finger over his lips, whispering, "don't help her!"
Be a sadist. Now matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them — in order that the reader may see what they are made of.
- Kurt Vonnegut Jr.


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