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Characters: Seth and Kali
Date/Time: Wednesday, October 20th
Location: Las Vegas
Rating: R
Warnings: Language, violence, perhaps other R-related activities
Summary: Seth makes good on his promise to come to Vegas to see his favorite boxer.

Things were relatively quiet in New York right now, which allowed Seth to take his much-anticipated vacation to Vegas. It had been some time since he'd last been here, but he was looking forward to it. In particular he was looking forward to the night's festivities. He entered the stadium, ticket's in hand as Tyler brought up the rear. He had purchased seats to the upcoming boxing match. He enjoyed boxing in and of itself, but this time he had an ulterior motive. Tonight his favorite female boxer was competing. Ciera "The Black Destroyer" Talbot. Who apparently was something more than she seemed. She herself didn't know, but frankly that wasn't why he was here. When he had first seen her years ago he felt drawn to her, but had remained in his funk regarding Nephythys. But that was then, he wouldn't make the same mistake twice.

Date: 2011-10-24 09:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com
"Sounds like the start of something wonderful," she said, tossing her hair back.

Date: 2011-10-24 11:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com
"You can come up, if you want, sugar," she said, "Won't take me too long."

She headed up to her condo, which was surprisingly sparsely furnished for such choice living quarters. Only the necessities, in the current fashion, and nothing extraneous. Its biggest luxury seemed to be wasted space. Certainly a far cry from the plush surroundings Aphrodite liked.

"It'll just be a sec, babycakes," she said, heading back to her room.

Date: 2011-10-25 02:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com
It was maybe ten minutes before she came back out, having switched her boxing clothes for a short black dress and heels, her hair falling in soft curls around her shoulders, and just enough makeup to emphasize her features--certainly not an overdone look.

"Ready, babycakes?" she asked.

Date: 2011-10-25 06:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com
"Aww, thanks. So. Y'all's the new kid in town. Where do you want to take me?" she asked.

Date: 2011-10-25 07:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com
"There's a little place, kinda out of the way, just off the Strip. Not big, but, mmm.... They got some sweet rhythms down there, sugar," Ciara said, "Here's the address..." She recited it off to him.

Date: 2011-10-25 07:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com
"Hope you've got your dancing shoes on, babycakes. 'Cause we probably ain't leaving till morning," she teased.

Date: 2011-10-25 08:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com
"Good. You wanna get some grub before we hit the dance floor? You're gonna need your strength to keep up with a gal like me," Ciara said.

Date: 2011-10-25 08:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com
"Babycakes, I have a fucking degree in modern dance," she said, "You ain't seen nothin' yet."

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