Through words we understand each other, through emotions we bond

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WHO || Brantley River, Andrew Gatewood and open to possible victims all.
WHAT || Brantley teaches Andrew how to flirt.
WHERE ||Bar
WHEN || Night, Sept 7th
HOW || actionspam or prose

At his mentor's request, Brantley immediately takes off to the bar. Dressed in a smart casual attire, he sits at the counter waiting for the arrival of his mentor. Though, in this case, he is the one who does the teaching.

The bar is already filled with a few number of patrons, chatting and sharing one's life memories with each other, but Brantley just sits there, lost in his thought. A bar was never a strange place for Brantley, but when someone goes through the same career path as his, the only friend you could share enjoyable drinks and exciting stories with is yourself.

He waits patiently as he enjoy the moment of peace in the dimly lit bar.

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[badexample]

Andrew doesn't actually... drink much. He's not especially social and drinking alone just sounds depressing.

"I'll have a... beer." It's boring but safe. Even if he doesn't really like beer much.

[succubestie]

"Bottle or tap?"

She asks with a smile, leaning casually forward with her hands on the bar. Nevermind that this gives the boys a good view of the goods. Low cut shirts will do that no matter what you do when a girl has curves like she does.

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"Yeah, that's..." Before Brantley could finish his sentence, a couple of bombs drop down in front of them. The impact dazes him, making him unable to continue his sentence and forcing his vision to be directed to the impact zone.

But, with years' worth of life experience, he manages to regain his thought and makes a save without any further delay.(will 24)

"... a good choice." He smiles casually as if nothing has happened.

[badexample]

Andrew isn't so experienced to know not to stare, or rather, he's rarely given the opportunity to be face to face with such a beautiful woman to know any better. He's looking. Oh boy is he looking (will 8).

"Uh...b-bottle's fine." He says, addressing her chest.

[succubestie]

One corner of her mouth twitches up in amusement, because as much faith as she has in how she looks, it's always nice to have physical evidence that she's still got it.

She stands straight, grabs a bottle from the cooler, and flicks the cap off the bottle before she sets it in front of him.

"Here you go," she says, before she looks to the other. "So, diplomatic lessons in a bar-like setting. I bet I can guess where this is going." It is her specialty after all. "Anything I can do to help?"

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"Of course." His smile widens. "You could help us practice. Maybe give us a few tips. A lovely lady like you surely must have gone through numerous diplomatic encounter in a place like this." In other words, lots of men must have hit on Bo.

"Well, Master Andrew, why don't we see what you can do? Try a few lines at our lovely bartender here, maybe." Still smiling, he sips his drink.

[badexample]

Wow, he did not sign up for THIS. He thought they were going to talk about things, maybe he could watch Brantley work? Putting him on the spot like this? Super not cool.

"Uh.. I mean... You want me to just..? Erm." He looks back over at Bo and smiles nervously. "...Come here often?" And his staggering charisma check of 5 reflects just how incredibly sad and awkward he is every damn day of his life.

[succubestie]

She gives Brantley an amused look. "They're kind of my specialty."

Plenty of men, and women for that matter, had hit on Bo, though in most cases she was much better at it than they were.

She barely stifles a laugh at Andrew's terrible performance. Poor guy. "A couple nights a week. I guess you could say I like the ambiance."

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That was a bit... crude. At least, it was not that bad. Maybe. "Well, I do admit the ambiance is nice, but I'm pretty sure, on those days, people's attention is directed toward something else." Brantley cuts in to give his mentor some help. "Right, master?" He taps Andrew's leg with his foot, sending an implied message.

[badexample]

"What?" Andrew jumps as Brantley taps him with his foot. "I mean...yeah." He turns back to Bo. She was gorgeous and didn't mind him fumbling through this, which meant she was nice...or pitied him. Either way, he realized he was lucky.

"I didn't, uh- catch your name." He was trying to remember every slick hero from movies and tv shows. That's how he was supposed to act, right? "Unless I should just..." Nerves hit him in a hurry and he rushed the last if it under his breath. "callyoubeautiful."

[succubestie]

He's not the first, nor the last, guy to fumble through his words at her. Though, generally, it was her fault after hitting him with the succubus touch. It was kind of cute in the guys she didn't have to force it on for info...but that was only for mission purposes.

She smiles. "I'm Bo. It's nice to meet you, Andrew was it?" No masters or titles for her. "And that's sweet of you, thanks."

And she proceeds to pour a nice tall shot of tequila for each of them, pulling out some limes. "You need to loosen up if you're going to actually practice, I think." Too stiff, too awkward. A little booze should make the words come a little easier, especially for a flirting newbie.

[fixyourproblem]

That was actually quite smooth. Not an exceptional one but not a shabby one either. "And I'm Brantley." He introduces himself to Bo with a smile caused by Andrew's marvelous effort.

Before continuing, Brantley finishes his first drink. "Let's start with the basic. Compliments. You know what they say. Flattery will get you everywhere." And it's true for most cases. "You don't need to use rhyming lines or poetic metaphors. Just try to praise that person. Miss Bo, could you give us some tips? Maybe some examples, as well."

[badexample]

Andrew doesn't really do shots often, so as Bo starts getting out limes and pouring shots, he just fidgets with his hands. He knows that he's too tense, and that he doesn't really know what to say, so tossing it back to Bo for some tips is completely okay with him.

Y'know... except for the burning embarrassment and anxiety that he's feeling.

[succubestie]

Bo nods in agreement.

"Compliments are good, and definitely the best place to start. It doesn't really work in this instance, but offering to buy the girl a drink is also a good move."

She smiles, leaning forward again. "But really, the most important thing is confidence, and that can't necessarily be taught. That's where the practice comes in."

[fixyourproblem]

"Yeah, confidence. I know it's not an easy thing to do. But everyone can do it if they try enough times." He looks Andrew in the eye and gives him a few words of advice.

"Even for me, it didn't come naturally. It took years to build up. But the most important thing is to start and to commit." He then gives Andrew a strong slap in the back. "You can do it, okay?"

[badexample]

"Guess it's hard to be confident when I haven't really had much luck." He's dated, sure, but it's usually more of tripping into a long term thing with someone that he's spent a lot of time with. His last girlfriend was in University, which was... many years ago. And she left him right before they graduated because they 'just weren't in the same place.' His love life is a series of comical errors, really. He looks at Bo and suddenly isn't so nervous, but mostly because he's not trying to be smooth.

"I mean... be honest. What are the chances that someone like you would actually let someone like me take you out?"

[succubestie]

"You don't have to be confident to seem that way. We all get nervous sometimes."

Herself included, though she has a lot of help in the seduction department, though she leaves the succubus tricks at home on people she actually likes. That would be cheating...and it wouldn't be real.

She smiles and tilts her head. "Why don't you ask me properly and find out?"

[fixyourproblem]

Brantley just smiles cheerfully when these two seems to hit it off. He rests both of his hand on the table while tilting his body a bit towards them, trying to get a better view of the event.

If Andrew turns to him for any reason, he will just give him a head shake signaling 'go for it', without even saying a single word.

Other than that, he sits there attentively with the excited look of a soap opera fan who is waiting in front of a tv for the premiere episode of his favorite tv show.

[badexample]

Andrew was... not expecting that. He blinks at her, like he's trying to tell if she's fucking with him. He glances quickly to his squire, as if the man could hold the answers here. A stunning moment of clarity gives him... nothing (sense motive nat 20) so he takes a deep breath and goes for it.

"Would you like to have dinner with me sometime?" His smile is still a little crooked, because it's still nerve wracking as hell for him. But his tone is more even and he even manages to seem a bit more confident and charming (cha 15).

[succubestie]

Just as he's taking that breath and speaking, she's passing out those shots to each of them, finishing up just as she finishes asking.

See, that was much better.

"I'd love to," she replies with a winning smile (cha/charm 28).

She lifts up her shot as if in toast, smiling between the both of them. "See, that wasn't so hard." She winks at Brantley. "You've got a quick learner on your hands. Or he has good teachers."

[fixyourproblem]

Brantley smiles proudly for Andrew, "Yeah, great job!" He is sincerely happy for him, maybe a little bit jealous since Andrew has scored one of the hottest women in the bar, but yeah, he is happy for him.

He follows Bo, raising his shot. "He is the smart one after all. But I guess I am a good teacher, aren't I?" Sensing the celebratory mood, he chuckles a joke.

[badexample]

Andrew doesn't smile at first. He just stares, mouth hanging half open while Brantley congratulates the both of them. There are several long beats of pause before he finally sputters out a response.

"You're sure? Dinner. And you know it's with me, right?" He is absolutely floored by the notion, but his first instinct is to think its a joke. "Did he put you up to this?" He jerks a thumb in Brantley's direction.

[succubestie]

Bo is an equal opportunity dater. If it doesn't work out, she'd go out with you too, Brantley.

"It's dinner, not marriage," she replies, chuckling. "Besides, it'll be fun." But she shakes her head. "Nope, we just met today too, right?" Besides, she doesn't need to be put up to something just to go out for one night. She's a girl who makes her own decisions, thank-you-very-much.

[fixyourproblem]

"Yeah, today's the first time we met. And trust me, rather than setting up someone else for a date, I would set one for myself." He throws a small laughs.

As charming as he is, Brantley never had much luck in a relationship. In fact, he have never been in a romantic relationship before. There were lots of casual ones, but never a romantic one.

"Be confidence in yourself, won't you? Don't take this wrong, but given the right conditions, even I would date you." Brantley tries to convinces him with a soft smile. (diplomacy 23)

[badexample]

Despite how diplomatic Brantley might be, Andrew will still give him a hard look because why are you always talking about dating him? He tries to shake that off and looks to Bo instead. He's just scored a date with someone way out of his league. That's the part he needs to focus on, right?

"Fun, yeah. So... when are you free?" Because he literally does nothing with his life so his schedule is wide open.