Dylan Zelinsky-Graves
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Age: 23
Sexuality: Straight
Gender: Single
Plotter: http://beauregardacademy.boards.net/thread/125/experiment-daydreaming-lor-plotter
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Post by Dylan Zelinsky-Graves on Jan 23, 2017 21:43:44 GMT -5
OCTOBER 14
Originally, Dylan hadn't planned on staying in the area for all that long. But well, after running into Alex he decided maybe he'd stick around. The place sounded interesting to say the least.
That would mean he should probably find a place to work. He only had so much money on him and in order to get more he'd have to do some recon in Zurich or something.
Ugh....he didn't really want to work. He'd never worked a day in his life.
But he still had time to figure that out. Instead he decided to take a much deserved break. Interestingly enough, he found a decent club in the town. As it was a Friday night, that's where he found himself.
After making his way through the crowd and dancing people with a drink he hand, he found his way to the couches in the VIP area. Some people were already taking advantage of them but he ignored them, choosing instead to watch the crowd and see if anyone struck his fancy.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 24, 2017 1:18:49 GMT -5
Little line of words here There was so very little to do at Beauregard. It was painfully boring. Though she had made a few friends since she started. They worked together sometimes to torture and play with their classmates. But it just wasn't enough. On weekends Safflower took the time to leave school and explore the world. Well, the underworld anyhow. She bounced from club to club playing with the patrons.
It was another night and another club. She sauntered in, looking unattainable and gorgeous. Anyone who said otherwise was just jealous. Her long hair was half pulled back into a lazy bun, the rest left curled down over her shoulders. She could see the mens eyes follow her as she made her way to the bar, throwing a wink to the bartender as he immediately gave her his attention.
"Double whiskey, please." Her voice was soft a low, almost sultry. The end of her request perked in a way she knew would have his heart reeling and his blood anywhere but his brain. When he handed her the drink, claiming it on the house, she giggled and turned from him to survey the crowd. Money wasn't something she brought out with her. Just her wand and the knowledge that someone else would pay.
Now. To find a target.
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Dylan Zelinsky-Graves
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Posts: 11
Age: 23
Sexuality: Straight
Gender: Single
Plotter: http://beauregardacademy.boards.net/thread/125/experiment-daydreaming-lor-plotter
Tracker: http://beauregardacademy.boards.net/thread/362/awake-alive-lor-tracker
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Alias: Lor
Tell us About your Character: Rich. Political Weight. Borderline Personality with dissociative identity issues
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Post by Dylan Zelinsky-Graves on Jan 24, 2017 19:14:09 GMT -5
OCTOBER 14
A few pretty girls passed him by, but no one worth messing with. He was in a good mood, but at the same time he wasn't looking for a silly drunk girl. Honestly, he wasn't entirely sure what he was looking for.
Maybe I should've drug Alex out
Bringing his glass to his lips, he was tempted to text his friend and tell him to come out and drink with him. Misery loves company right? Not that he was miserable but hey.
Dark eyes scanned the bar again as he started to pull his phone out. And then they landed on a gorgeous Asian girl with light teal and grey hair. His eyes roamed over her with no subtlety, she was dressed in a way that told you you better be looking at her.
And he obliged.
A smirk crossed his lips as he watched her before she looked over in his direction. She looked...Restless. Like she was trying to play a game but hadn't picked her victim yet. He could tell. It was the same way he looked at people.
Shooting back the rest of his drink he got up and made his way back to the bar, sliding in next to her as he ordered another scotch on the rocks.
”I think the awkward kid eyeing the dance floor is who you're lookin’ for.” He leaned towards her as he talked, voice low as he picked up his drink.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2017 2:15:03 GMT -5
Little line of words here A tall twenty something smiled at her and offered to buy a drink, her eyes traveled from his ten dollar shirt to his thrift store jeans and she rolled her eyes internally. But her smile was sweet as he looked down at her. She couldn't risk a potential target seeing her be mean to someone. So she politely shook her head and told him she was waiting for a her boyfriend. He nodded and walked away.
Mentally sighing in relief, she hardly noticed the older man sneak up next to her. Her eyes followed his words to the target before moving back up to the speaker. He was quite a looker.
"He looks like he has five euro in his bank account and another five in his shoe." She maintained her sweet tone as she spoke to him, though she knew as well as he did that neither of them were buying it. But if anyone was looking over they would see her just as cute and sweet as ever.
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Dylan Zelinsky-Graves
Other
Posts: 11
Age: 23
Sexuality: Straight
Gender: Single
Plotter: http://beauregardacademy.boards.net/thread/125/experiment-daydreaming-lor-plotter
Tracker: http://beauregardacademy.boards.net/thread/362/awake-alive-lor-tracker
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Alias: Lor
Tell us About your Character: Rich. Political Weight. Borderline Personality with dissociative identity issues
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Post by Dylan Zelinsky-Graves on Jan 27, 2017 0:04:30 GMT -5
OCTOBER 14
The familar scent of Scotch wafted over him as he took a subtle inhale of the beverage. His assessment of the girl seemed to be accurate, and he always appreciated a person that could play and not miss a beat when they were called out.
His eyes drifted over to the man in question as he shifted to so he was facing her and the dance floor at an angle. "Oh, I'm sure he has at least twenty euros." Lips quirked up in a smile as he took a sip of his Scotch. "And those shoes are at least 120 euro."
A few girls on the dance floor caught his eye and he couldn't help but smirk back at them. Not his type, at least not at this moment tonight. Too easy.
"The other side though has a guy that looks only slightly less awkward with name brand clothing that's nothin short of 300 euro. I'd say he probably looks dumb enough to keep the same amount on him, or more.' Like her, his tone was pleasant and his demeaner just as much so. Raising an eyebrow he brought his eyes back to her. template by Sammy @ Adox 2.0 |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 2, 2017 22:40:50 GMT -5
Little line of words here Safflower rolled her eyes as he pointed out another man. Neither would do. His suggestions of victims were not her sort at all. Though she supposed she understood why he picked those ones in particular. But it just wasn't right. "It's not all about the money. But if they have none they aren't worth it either." She paused thoughtfully, eyeing a couple in the corner. Puppy love, it looked like. The couple was young. Neither looked to be of much income, but out of school. Probably bottom of the ladder. They were enjoying drinks and laughing. "Unless there is something more entertaining about them."
She looked up at the new man before trailing her eyes pointedly towards the couple. It didn't take much to see where her thought was going.
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Dylan Zelinsky-Graves
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Posts: 11
Age: 23
Sexuality: Straight
Gender: Single
Plotter: http://beauregardacademy.boards.net/thread/125/experiment-daydreaming-lor-plotter
Tracker: http://beauregardacademy.boards.net/thread/362/awake-alive-lor-tracker
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Alias: Lor
Tell us About your Character: Rich. Political Weight. Borderline Personality with dissociative identity issues
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Post by Dylan Zelinsky-Graves on Feb 4, 2017 1:34:39 GMT -5
OCTOBER 14
If he knew the thoughts in her head, he would have just laughed. It was feeler questions, trying to find out what sort of prey the girl went with. Easy? Rich? Was she in it for the money? Or the pleasure of ruining someone? Then she seemed to answer his thoughts and he couldn't help the eyebrow quirk as he wondered if she had read her mind. It was a preposterous idea. He was too good at Occlumency.
Bringing his drink up again, he took a sip as he nonchalantly looked the direction she indicated. A happy couple, laughing and loving on each other in that cute way couples did when they were deeply in love.
A smirk crossed his lips as he looked back at the girl. "Why, I think you're gonna be my new friend." He glanced back at the couple. There were a million ways they could destroy this, each better than the last. Could use a spell for example, after luring the guy away. A dark spot with the Imperius charm. Dylan wasn't into guys, but he wouldn't say no to one getting on their knees in front of him.
Or maybe it would be better to keep it along the hetero normative lines. Nothing pissed a guy off or destroyed him more than the thought of another guy fucking his girl. And with a conveniently timed walk by it could be more than just a thought.
He finished his drink, eyes coming back to her. "Which way would you like to play?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 7, 2017 6:23:13 GMT -5
Little line of words here "How can I work with you if I don't know your name? If I did I might suggest we work together well enough to get the little girly to watch her boyfriend be gay." It sounded fun enough. Perhaps they could play as another couple. Convince the others to spend time with them and suggest a foursome, or maybe swinging. She doubted swinging would go. But she knew men loved to fantasize about two women together. She could hardly imagine this man was any different. No man had passed the test before. None were worth their weight and she was sure of it.
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Dylan Zelinsky-Graves
Other
Posts: 11
Age: 23
Sexuality: Straight
Gender: Single
Plotter: http://beauregardacademy.boards.net/thread/125/experiment-daydreaming-lor-plotter
Tracker: http://beauregardacademy.boards.net/thread/362/awake-alive-lor-tracker
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Alias: Lor
Tell us About your Character: Rich. Political Weight. Borderline Personality with dissociative identity issues
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Post by Dylan Zelinsky-Graves on Feb 9, 2017 1:20:26 GMT -5
OCTOBER 14
"Safflower it is. I'm Dylan." He raised an eyebrow as he took another sip of his drink, thinking it over before glancin back over at the couple. "Well, guys aren't normally my thing but...for the sake of a game, I can make the sacrifice." Dylan chuckled as his eyes scanned the place before turning back to her.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2017 1:38:40 GMT -5
Little line of words here "Dylan." She repeated his name, mostly to let him know she registered it. People liked to know they were being heard. And her parents had raised her to respond when someone was speaking to her. Granted there were plenty of times that she didn't bother. Most of the time, really. But with names it was habit. When she met someone it just happened.
"I think they look like they'd be willing to experiment with the right couple. An attractive couple, at that." She reached up to run her fingers softly over his cheek. He knew how he looked. And she knew how she looked. There was no need to pretend otherwise. It would just waist time and make them both look as narcissistic as they actually were on the inside. She turned to the bartender and ordered a bottle of champagne. He obliged and she looked up at Dylan for a moment, "Pay you back, sweetie. Don't forget glasses." She threw him and the bartender a wink before sauntering off through the crowd with the bottle. template by Sammy @ Adox 2.0 |
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