<L E V I>
”’ame they stood you up ‘arlin.” His words were like sandpaper being grated against a brick wall, it didn’t go so well - and sure as hell didn’t sound nice either. Levi simply couldn’t imagine how a lovely babe, like this one in front of him, could simply just be stood up, perhaps it was all a lie - perhaps she was on the prowl for older men, perhaps this - in itself, was her game. She was a cat, and he was the mouse. He didn’t mind being the mouse if that was the cat's purpose in all of this.
This charming beauties eyes were on the bartender she was watching him and Levi was watching them both, bringing the rim of his almost empty glass to his lips and taking a swig. He raised an eyebrow - unsure how the woman was able to get a bottle of -- well, whatever it was without actually saying anything. Did she point at it? He had probably missed it - he was quite drunk right now.
“Yes.” He slurred a little. As he hopped off his chair, eyeballing the bottle in her bony fingers draining the last remnants of the liquid inside the glass and began to follow Velveteen out, he had no idea what he was getting himself in for. He was like a lamb heading into the slaughter, and she - his velveteen rabbit, was the wolf.
<Velveteen> A small satisfied smirk twisted her lips as she made her way out of the bar, rife with the stench of living, and into the frigid air outside. The city smells themselves weren’t particularly pleasant but they were far less cloying and were at least carried away on the moving wind that swirled about them. She stood out on the footpath and waited for Levi to join her. It was likely going to be a rather long trip home with him stumbling about the way he was. After careful consideration, the vampire decided to hail down a cab instead. Alpha towers wasn’t far but the walk could take forever if they had to zig zag the whole way.
The dark haired vampire slid across the back sat and patted the worn leather beside her, inviting the man to join her. Her smile was something between wicked and inviting though it was likely little more than a red blur in the blood shot eyes of her companion. The amount of alcohol and lack of personal hygiene filled the small cab almost immediately and even the cab driver turned to peer at his passenger with an expression of curiousness. Though suddenly it occurred to her that she had just made a rather big mistake. The driver’s face was committed to memory along with his license number that hung from the dashboard. She would deal with him later. Best to make this look like a personal party.
She laughed as if hearing something funny. “I don’t get stood up often. But then I don’t go out often either so….it makes sense. I bet you go on lots of dates though. You strike me as a bit of a….ladies man.”
<L E V I>
He left the sound of the bar behind him. The sound of loud voices cheering and women giggling, the scene was all well and good but he did get uneasy in these kind of situations. Good thing he was drunk then. He smiled all goofy like at the woman as he followed her into the outdoors. Tripping over a crack in the pavement as he stumbled and finally managed to catch himself against a wall that was close by. “****.” He muttered. “Lost my ‘ooting.” His southern drawl came out, as usual when he got annoyed by something it was always more prominent then.
Eyes found his way to a cab that had just been hailed by the raven haired woman as he raised an eyebrow, damn she worked fast. She let go of the supportive wall, gave it a pat in thanks and headed over to the cabs backseat where Velveteen was patting the brown yet worn leather. You could tell the driver had been in the business for a long time. He hadn’t redecorated either. As Levi slid into the backseat he noticed the way the driver looked at him, and shot the man a scowl. People who stared at him always got flipped the bird, but he was a good boy tonight - especially in a woman’s company, who may actually give him some if he played his cards right.
She laughed, and he laughed with her. She was on about how she rarely got stood up and he simply nodded. The scent of alcohol rolling off him. Filling up the small cab. He slammed his head against the plastic, see through glass between them “Drive” He said.
“I am and I’m not.” He said shrugging. “I used to ‘ave a woman. Vanna. My sweet, lovely Vanna.” He put his hand over his heart then, could have been seen as a sweet gesture but really it was where he had hid the picture of Savannah.
<Velveteen> “You are but your aren’t?” A delicately tattooed brow rose curiously. ‘Sounds rather contradictory if you ask me.” She smirked, maintaining an air of flirty playfulness. Velveteen figured a couple of more shots and this guy was going to be out for the count anyways and in his current state, if he did try anything? She could sneeze and knock him on his ***. Addicts were far too easy to exploit, it almost felt unfair.
The name itself did not mean anything to her in it’s shortened state so the reference went over her head unnoticed...for now. The pair swayed in the back with every smooth turn and while she was keeping a watchful of the occupants of the small space she was also acutely aware of their outside surroundings. They were close to their destination and she leaned into the male as she stretched her hip to retrieve the cash to pay the fair and have it ready.
“So...it didn’t work and you have spent the years chasing down a dream? Finding fleeting relief in the arms of arms of strangers who you up and leave in the middle of the night? Sounds tragic. Love one of those./..romance novels or something.”
The cab came to a halt outside Alpha Towers and she passed the folded bills over before the driver even had time to give them a total. “Keep the change. Come on cowboy...we are here.”
<L E V I>
His eyes found solace in looking at the environment around them, watching the trees fleet by in a motion of green, and brown blur. Pushing themselves together to make a murky kind of colour. He turned his blue, dazzling eyes back to the woman beside him and smiled at her. She was asking about his stance on women and he simply shrugged his shoulders - it was far too hard to explain, and he was drunk. **** coming from his mouth would be like word vomit, what he would really want to say would go against him - perhaps make him look bad. So he just settled for a “‘es” the drunken version of ‘yes’ in short, to answer her question.
“No.” He said, going onto her next statement. “I became a gambling addict. I drank myself ‘upid.” He laughed, as if it was all one big joke to him. “But essentially ‘es I do find solace in the arms of a ‘aked woman who would let me have ‘er.” He laughed, again. The laughing fits usually came on when he was entering the next stage of drunk. “I don't feel anything for ‘em. **** ‘em and move ‘n” A sigh. “‘anno?”
The cab came to a halt, as Velveteen pressed against him - and for a moment, it was quite arousing having this cougar lean against him. Perhaps that was a signal, had to be a signal. She wanted him, perhaps it was his story that seemed to have gotten her so into him, didn’t blame her really. He got out, after she had paid.
“‘owboy.” Pride. “‘hats what they call me in the bedr’om” No, they really didn’t.
<Velveteen> His speech was getting harder and harder to follow and it was taking her a little longer to work out what he was saying but so far she was still managing to keep up rather decently; For how much longer was still indeterminable. “I bet they do.” Her crooked grin was one of mixed signals.
Once he had joined her on the footpath and they stood in the fading exhaust fumes of the car that had since left she hooked her arm through his and half led, half carried him in through the rather deserted lobby and further on into the elevator. The Towers were usually quiet. Inhabited only by vampires and most of those had been sleeping for an eon or more. Velveteen rarely used her apartment anymore so it was the perfect place to hide someone and remain undisturbed by prying eyes and nosy neighbours.
The fact that this mortal male thought he even had a chance was a major source of amusement for the woman though if her husband could see her now there would be no doubt that Levi here would be little more than a memory a lot sooner than planned.
The pair bounced from the wall one or two times as they made their way along the corridor to her apartment door in near silence. “Here we are. Welcome to my my humble abode…” Said the spider to the fly as she kicked the door open and ushered her drunken companion inside.
<L E V I>
Oh they did, he thought to himself as he looked rather proud at his last statement as he followed his Velveteen Rabbit inside her little rabbit hole of a place. He followed her into the elevator. Swerving from side to side grabbing the wall for safe measure each time he could, but really he was going to be alright at this point in time. He wasn’t ready to fall down just yet, or even throw up - Levi was the kind of guy that would drink his fill, and then some and then throw it all back up in the alleyway just outside - usually have some teenage kids trying to get in on the alcohol with their fake id’s being all ‘ewwww’. Levi usually flipped them bird, because who wouldn’t in those circumstances. Right?
He followed her up to the floor where the apartment was and watched as she opened the door for them. Levi couldn’t get over how quiet it was, strange considering the populace were out drinking and some should if anything be coming back to their homes. He shrugged that **** off not sure what to think and stepped inside the doorway as he was ushered inside by the spider.
“It’s ‘etty.” He said nodding his head in approval. “‘ere’s the ‘ed?” His words were slurring more and more, the alcohol was affecting him pretty badly. Who knew moonshine had the ability to make him slur his words like this? It simply just made him want more. Considering he got rejected for his fix not so long ago.
“Who is undre’sin first?” He assumed the party was going to be in the bedroom. She brought alcohol for that he was sure. She wanted him. Levi was pretty damn sure, otherwise why would you invite someone back to your apartment?
