Beach BBQ [Open]

[asharpertongue]

Levi's idea for a beach party had been a good one. After the past few weeks they both needed to blow off a little steam and Lara had taken to the idea like the proverbial siren to water, inviting all her employees and friends. Levi had put the word out at the police station and among his closer friends so between them a decent crowd was forming.

The tables lining the beach were piled high with food and drink, a DJ was already in full swing and people were drifting over to the large bonfire for warmth as the chill started to cut through the summer evening. A few of the Heart of Gold employees had brought their kids along for the festivities and a friend of Lara's was performing little glamours and tricks to keep them entertained. Large clusters of huge pillows were dotted about the beach just a little way from Levi's house and lanterns and firelight bathed the whole area in a warm glow.

Maybe Lara had taken it a little far but she liked to treat her friends and everyone could use a little R&R.

OOC: Levi and Lara's friends have been officially invited, but everyone else feel free to wander in at your leisure~.

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[asharpertongue]

Lara held out her arm and let the newly regrown scales form and then fade out. "Yeah. Just about." She cocked her head at him. "And you? Are you still...numb?"

[bachjones]

"Nah, completely used to it by now. And some guy gave me a couple of thousand dollars so I can eat again as well."

[asharpertongue]

"Did you fuck him for it? Because if you did, I can absolutely use your face on my books." Lara said with a grin.

[bachjones]

"... what?"

He steps outside. "Where's the drinks table?"

[asharpertongue]

"Work for me. At Heart of Gold. If you're going to sell yourself, you might as well do it through an agency like mine." She said, nonchalantly, leading the way towards the tables behind the bonfire.

[bachjones]

"I didn't sell myself! God, you're such a bitch. I helped him out with selling his fancy art things. Clothes were kept on. But hey, of course you think I did it with my mouth around a dick."

[asharpertongue]

Lara shrugged and gave him a mild look. "You are talking to a madam. I don't think badly of anyone using what you have to your advantage. If you didn't then great. But if you did, that's fine too."

[bachjones]

He shook his head and reached for another bottle. "I'll never meet anyone who thinks I'm more than a singing dick."

[asharpertongue]

"Not true. But going on previous form, you can't blame them for assuming." She said.

[bachjones]

"Oh yeah, sometimes magic has to get involved as well." He slammed the bottle's neck open against the table. "Isn't it time for you to leave?"

[asharpertongue]

"No. It's my party. I can go and stay wherever I want."

[bachjones]

"I was going to apologize for being a rat's ass, but you just deserve it." He put the bottle to his mouth. "I'll go."

[asharpertongue]

Lara caught his arm and looked at him, really looked at him and that's when she saw it.

"You've changed." She murmured. The spark of his siren side was a inferno now, laying under the surface. "When? How?" She asked, smiling.

[bachjones]

"Fuck off." He pulled away and made for the water side.



ooc *waves* this is before the siren epiphany, so don't make him turn/recognize too much just yet yeah?

[asharpertongue]

Lara was tempted to bargain with him but perhaps that wasn't the best option. There was only so much she could do for the man and if he was determined to self-destruct then that was down to him.

Still...she couldn't take the outright disrespect from him.

She threw out her will and slapped it over his, forcing him to his knees under the weight of her influence. Her change washed over her quickly, eyes glowing fiercely, banked fire in the gloom of the darkening night.

"You, Nebuchadnezzar, should remember your place. I endure your endless insults, aspersions, taunts, and disrespect because I have sympathy for your situation and I'm trying to help you." She hooked a clawed finger under his chin and lifted his head so he was looking at her. "But if you insist on acting like a spoiled child when that help is offered then I will withdraw it." She let his chin go and took a step back. "I am Matriarch here. You will respect that or I will make sure you're left out in the cold." Lara didn't need to threaten anything specific. Bach knew well enough what she meant.

Turning on her heel she walked away, change falling away and when she deemed she was far enough from him, she lifted her influence leaving him on his knees in the damp sand. She honestly doubted that it would have any effect on Bach but she had to maintain the authority of her position. One way or another.

[bachjones]

"Y- you're a fucking dictator!"

The sand was cool and nice beneath him and Bach pondered how bad it would be to just lie down and sleep forever. "With scales!"