Angelica || Austin

angelica-harmon:

Angelica smoothed down her dress. It was black and lacy, two of the best things. She topped it off simple, long golden chain. The chain used to belong to her mother, she had gave it to her before she ran off, leaving Angelica and her father at home. They were hopeless. Wearing it made her shudder, her past wasn’t easy, but it had taught her a lot, a lot about love. Her long legs carried her down the dim sidewalk, her thoughts were scrambled. Did I really agree to this? There was nothing wrong with Austin, but she knew this would never be real.

Her black boots stomped up to the bar’s old, wooden door. It opened right in front of her, a couple she had made practically fell onto the steps. She quickly stepped aside, observing the two closely. Envy flooded her body. Why couldn’t love find her? They looked so damn happy.. Angelica felt as if she’d never be like that.

She walked up to the tall bar, taking a seat on the stool. All eyes were on her. 
“What can I get for you?” The bartender leaned onto the bar, giving Angelica a flirty look. She rolled her eyes.
“Gin and tonic. Make it fast.” She snapped. She didn’t play games, especially with people like that. Her long blonde curls fell over her shoulder, she was getting impatient. Austin was late.  

Austin had just gotten to the town square when he saw a head of long blond hair and a black lace dress disappear into one of his favorite bars. He smirked to himself. He was lucky to get her to go out with him, but he wasn’t about to hatch his chickens before they hatched. It was still completely possibly that this wouldn’t go well at all, but with charm like his, he doubted that. He wasn’t perfect. No, he wasn’t perfect at all. He was loud and drank too much, he had a problem with commitment and he loved his own hair more than he had ever loved a woman. But if Austin knew how to do just one thing right, that was charm a woman.

Briskly, he made his way over to the bar and pushed the door open himself. He nodded and smiled when he received greetings from a few of the frequent patrons and one of the bartenders. They all recognized him, which was no surprise given how often he went there. He wasted hours on end drinking and telling the person next to him his opinions. Late enough into the night, he would even sing old sea shanties with the other patrons like it they were in the middle of the damn Atlantic ocean. The more he thought about it, the more he thought he spent more time there than he did at his own apartment.

He slid calmly into the stool beside Angelica and motioned for the bartender. “Whiskey, straight up.” He told him, and nodded over at the woman next to him. “And her drinks on me.” Once the bartender had walked away, he looked over at her and smiled. “What will it be tonight?”

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So, what did I miss?

arial-lanchester:

Arial gave a nod, “Bingo.” She said. “I just turn…very quiet; hiding myself until I feel it’s the right moment to spring. You wouldn’t even be able to find me if I didn’t want to be found.” She laughed. She wondered how this would end up. “Do you even know how to handle a weapon?” Arial asked, half joking, half serious. As he continued to describe his life, and how he spent it at various bars and gyms, Arial had a feeling that he hadn’t stepped foot into a shooting range for a while…or ever, for that matter.

She quirked a brow at him. “I can imagine many things about your Saturday nights, I’m just considering it the safer choice not too.” Arial smirked. She could tell that Austin was both a handsome and charming man; certainly the kind to have no trouble bringing a different girl home with him every night, if he so choose. With his alluring eyes and suggestive words, she had a feeling that he did so choose, very often. 

Austin laughed out loud, partly at her joke, and partly at her questioning whether or not he knew how to handle a weapon. “Yeah, it would probably be best if you chose not to picture it. I’ve been thinking about selling my life rights to HBO. I bet it’d make one hell of a TV show. Sex, booze and woman everywhere…” He laughed again and shook his head to clear his mind. She might not be amused by his constant mentioning of how much ass he got, but she looked like the kind of girl who could handle joking around like guys do. She had a very distinct “one of the boys” look about her which he liked, because he completely believed it. “Trust me, I know how to handle a weapon. You name it, a rifle, a bow and arrow, a handgun, even a spear…” He shrugged. “Me and a few buddies of mine used to take weekend hunting trips back in college. I may not have had any formal training, but I’ve had the best training there is; field training.” He raised his eyebrows and flashed her another flirtatious smile, though he didn’t expect her to fall for it. “I may sound like an alcoholic slob, but once you get me out in the woods, I’m a whole other animal.”


So, what did I miss?

paytondaniels:

austin-haynes:

A flower shop, huh? -confused stare- Are you some kind of a hippie or something? The way you talk about nature, your job… The whole thing feels a little Summer of Love to me. But hey, If you like what you do, keep on doing it, no matter what anybody says. -smiles, shrugs- What about hobbies? Do you have any of those?

Goodness, no. I just like flowers and nature. That’s all. It’s all I grew up knowing since my sister practically raised me. She’s always enjoyed nature herself. It’s very beautiful when you take the time to truly appreciate your surroundings. You should try it sometime. I prefer to sit in my garden and watch the sunset. -smiles- Hobbies? Well, I do enjoy reading sometimes. I probably just sound amazingly boring to you.

Boring? No, I wouldn’t go that far. You don’t sound like you get out much, but that’s not exactly the same as being boring. If you don’t mind my asking, how old are you, Payton? A flower girl who was raised by her sister… -chuckles- Sounds to me like you’ve been living a pretty sheltered life. Maybe what you need is to get out and see a little bit more of the world. -nods toward her- You ever left town?


Afternoon, all.

ingrid-turner:

austin-haynes:

You know, you keep saying that, but I’m still not sure what that really means. All I know is that people usually love me or hate me. -chuckles- Given the options, I’d prefer you not hate me. -shakes his head- What I don’t understand is why most men give up on you. Attractive, smart, sensible… You’ve got a good head on those shoulders. Maid or not, you seem like quite a catch to me.

Consider me undecided then. -laughs lightly as she catches his eyes- You’re a sweet talker, aren’t you? They give up because they think I’m difficult and not worth the effort. I’m either too realistic or have high expectations, I suppose. And I suppose the fact that I don’t sleep around could be part of it.

-laughs- Yeah, that might have something to do with it. Most men prefer the easy way out, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t like them. I can be lazy with the best of them, but there’s something about you… There’s something about you that caught my eye. I think you’ll find that once I’ve set my sights on something or someone, I don’t generally give up until I make them mine. -shrugs- Of course, I can take “no” for an answer, but as long as you’re undecided…


So, what did I miss?

annabellemormont:

austin-haynes:

-chuckles- You know, for some reason that doesn’t really surprise me… -shrugs- I changed my majors too many times to count. I didn’t know what I was doing. For me, college was a huge waste of time and money. That’s why I left. Apparently college isn’t for everyone, and me and my wallet learned that the hard way.

Maybe you should think about going back. If you do know what you want to do, college can be a great experience. You’ve had a few years to think about it, right? What are you interested in?

Drinking, hunting, beautiful women… I don’t suppose you can get a degree in any of that. -laughs- Besides, I have a job and a life now. Why would I want to set all that aside so I can go back to college and work my ass off to earn a degree I’ll never use? Thanks for trying, sweetheart, but I think I’m doing alright for myself.


So, what did I miss?

annabellemormont:

austin-haynes:

Bookworm? -laughs- No, that’s probably the last word I’d use to describe myself. And I wouldn’t necessarily describe myself as a drinker either, just someone who enjoys going to bars. You know, for the food and atmosphere. -rolls his eyes- So you’re a townie too then, huh? I’ve been here my whole life, brief college outing notwithstanding.

-interested- College outing? What did you study? I went to college out of town, too. -smiles- I have a degree in English, if you can believe it.

-chuckles- You know, for some reason that doesn’t really surprise me… -shrugs- I changed my majors too many times to count. I didn’t know what I was doing. For me, college was a huge waste of time and money. That’s why I left. Apparently college isn’t for everyone, and me and my wallet learned that the hard way.


So, what did I miss?

arial-lanchester:

A smirk quirked her lips, as she knew all too well what some of his other talents could be.  She was easily amused by Austin, his playful eyes and suggestive comments made her smile. Though she was sure she wasn’t reacting quite how he wanted or expected, she was entertained nevertheless. At his mention of a weekend consisting of the two of them she arched a disbelieving brow. “I’m not the best company,” She told him, honestly. She was blunt, yes, but only to be truthful. Arial couldn’t explain what came over her, as she hunted. It was like she became a whole other person, letting her instincts guide her, rather than her logic. The adrenaline that ran through her veins while she stalked her prey fueled her, and the familiarity of it all comforted her. It was all something she was very at ease with. She looked back up at Austin, shrugging her shoulders. It was up to him, whether or not he wanted to join her. Allowing someone to accompany her, other than her brother, was a rare thing. Not even, it was a non-existent thing, as she had always preferred to either be alone or with Axel. If it wasn’t for the spark that light up Austin’s eyes as he talked about hunting, she would’ve declined his offer as well. She couldn’t help but be intrigued with the fact that something other than bar-hopping could get a reaction like that out of him. 

"And why might that be?" Austin asked, tipping his head to the side, though he got the feeling that he already knew what her answer might be. She seemed like a loner type, and not in that melodramatic teenager way. Someone people just honestly preferred to be alone, and he could respect that, even if he didn’t completely understand it. He was just too much of a people person to ever be alone for too long. To him, being alone was like eating frosting out of the can. A little bit was nice, but there was only so much he could take. "Don’t tell me, you shut down when you hunt. It’s only human nature to shut up when you’re stalking your prey. Wouldn’t want to scare them away, I get that." He shrugged, crossing his arms. "I think I can handle a little peace and quiet. You never know, it might do my life some good." He chuckled a little. "As you can imagine, my Saturday nights are usually anything but peace and quiet."


Afternoon, all.

ingrid-turner:

austin-haynes:

You don’t seem like it, but it was worth a shot. -shrugs- Just to be fair, there are a lot of woman stupider than you who would have fallen for that. Sure, I’m not the most creative person when it comes to pickup lines, but usually it’s the looks that draw women in, not the charm. -smiles, raising his eyebrows- Nevertheless, I guess you insulting my pickup line is better than a no. Even if you didn’t fall for the line, I still have a chance to win you over with my exceptionally good looks, no?

-smiles, slightly impressed- I repeat myself, Austin. I’m not most women. And while I’ll admit you’re attractive, I’m attracted to more than someone’s looks, you know. -raises an eyebrow- I suppose if you want to win me over, you’re more than welcome to try. But most men give up eventually. -shrugs- 

You know, you keep saying that, but I’m still not sure what that really means. All I know is that people usually love me or hate me. -chuckles- Given the options, I’d prefer you not hate me. -shakes his head- What I don’t understand is why most men give up on you. Attractive, smart, sensible… You’ve got a good head on those shoulders. Maid or not, you seem like quite a catch to me.


So, what did I miss?

paytondaniels:

austin-haynes:

I don’t have anything against it, I just don’t see what people are so excited about. What kind of a scrooge would I have to be to hate the warm weather? -smiles, nods- I’m Austin, by the way, Austin Haynes. What do you do around here, Payton?

It can be a very nice thing to see nature in all it’s beauty that it can offer. It is thought that bright days bring brighter moods. Perhaps that’s what it is. It is a pleasure meeting you. I work at what I believe to be the only flower shop in town. It’s not all that exciting to most, but I do love it there.

A flower shop, huh? -confused stare- Are you some kind of a hippie or something? The way you talk about nature, your job… The whole thing feels a little Summer of Love to me. But hey, If you like what you do, keep on doing it, no matter what anybody says. -smiles, shrugs- What about hobbies? Do you have any of those?


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