Peaceful Meeting Under Karaoke Assault

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Cheyenne looked equally amused as she saw Alizeh so tickled by her joke, a big smile on her face. Her drinking partner would then lean forward, asking her if she'd like her to ask her anything else, batting her eyelashes in a flirty manner. Looking more amused than anything, Cheyenne hummed quietly, leaning back slightly. "Well, I think--"

"CHEEEEEEEEEEEY! Oh my god did you hear me!?" said Deanna Duncan, throwing her arms around her friend as she stood there. "Of course you heard me! I saw you cheer me on! That was soooo nice of you! And I was great, right? I might not be the best singer--just a really good one, but it's all about the energy!"

Black Rock paused, giving Alizeh a knowing grin before leaning back. "I did hear you, Deanna," she said plainly.

"Thank yooooou! I thought it was great too!" exclaimed Deanna, squeezing her friend hard, before suddenly taking a look at Alizeh, grinning. "Oh! Hello! Did you hear me too!?" Then, she didn't wait to let her hear before going wide-eyed. "Shots!? Girls!? Are we doing shots!? Shots!? Shots!?" Then, she raced between the two and started to drum on the bar. "HIIII! We need three shots!"

Fighting back a laugh, Cheyenne looked around Duncan to Alizeh and shrugged at her, knowing full well this is how Drunken Duncan would be.

[Bare]

So far things had gone well between Alizeh and Cheyenne. The two had hit it off fairly well and were even relating on a few things which was even more of a pleasant surprise for Alizeh than before. Especially since it appeared the dark haired beauty was the type that needed to connect with someone before dong... other stuff with them.

Just as she asked if Cheyenne had any other questions for her though they were once again joined by Deanna Duncan fresh off her set of karaoke. Blinking at the erratic and loud nature of the woman Alizeh wasn't altogether too surprised given the song the woman had just sang.

"I di-" Before she could properly answer the woman's question on if she heard her though Alizeh was promptly cut off by the woman's energetic burst of questions on if they wanted shots. A question that had a self answer by the one who asked it.

Looking over and meeting Cheyenne's eyes she chuckled a bit seeing the shrug from the woman.

"Shots sounds good to me." Alizeh said with a shrug. But even as she did so she would scoot just a bit closer to Cheyenne. As she did so Alizeh would lean up near her ear. "Don't think our conversation is done just yet though." Alizeh said in a breather, flirtatious tone before winking again and leaning back in the seat for their shots courtesy of Deanna.

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Cheyenne simply grinned at Alizeh, shaking her head and rolling her eyes as she sat back up just in time for Deanna to turn, to face them as she met her with a polite smile. "What are we taking shots for, Deanna?" asked the Native America, taking the shot glass as she was presented it.

Deanna handed another one to Alizeh and then took one of her own, looking at it. "Uhhhh... we are... cheeeeeersing... to..."

Black Rock glanced at Alizeh, shrugging a shoulder with a smile. "Fun times."

"YES!" screamed Duncan, swinging to look at Cheyenne and nearly spilling her shot right there. "Foooor fun times! Here and forevermooooooore!" She then held her shot glass out. "WHOOP WHOOP! DOWN 'EM GIRLS!" And with that, Deanna downed her shot, and Cheyenne followed a moment after, swallowing the shot of Jack without issue.

Deanna stuck out her tongue. "Bleeeech... shots be like that..." she muttered before turning to face Alizeh, squinting. "Waitasecond... Who are you?" asked the platinum-haired girl, looking her over, looking like she was thinking intensely hard through her stupor. Cheyenne simply looked right at her drinking buddy and gestured to Deanna, seemingly having no words that could add to the situation that wasn't readily apparent by the Drunken Duncan.

[Bare]

Alizeh merely winked back in response to Cheyenne's grin. Their talk definitely wasn't over and both girls knew it. It was just a matter of when they would continue it, not if. As it stood however there was still the very drunk and very hyperactive Deanna now roping both girls into shots.

"Fun times it is." Alizeh said knowingly while raising her own glass up after it was handed to her, with their cheers to each other made Alizeh would instantly down the shot offered to her with no sign of issue whatsoever.

Chuckling a bit as she saw the reaction Deanna had to her own shot it appeared as if that was just enough to draw the blonde's attention towards Alizeh as she finally asked who the green haired girl was. 'About time.' Alizeh thought to herself with another chuckle as she leaned back while looking Deanna in the eyes.

"Name's Alizeh, though I'll save more detailed info for when you'er sober. Something tells me you won't remember by the morning either way."/color] She said playfully with another wink towards Cheyenne as she scooted a smidge closer to the Native American girl. "Alllll you need to know is that I've been... getting to know you're tag partner a bit." She said while sticking her tongue out at the blonde, curious as to what her reaction would be.

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Deanna Duncan was trying her best to focus on Alizeh as she spoke, squinting at her eyes at the green-haired babe. "Oh... Chey? My Wawa!? I looooove Chey Wawa!" said Deanna, hugging her hands to her chest in drunken adoration. Any subtlety was clearly being lost on her entirely.

Cheyenne shrugged, looking at Alizeh with a smirk. "She does love her Chey Wawa, Alizeh," spoke Black Rock plainly. "My last name is Wawetseka. Hence..." She made a gesture towards Deanna with a small laugh.

"Isn't Chey the beeeeeest? She's just so smart and beautiful and intelligent and gorgeous and she's always so waaaaarm!" shouted the platinum-haired girl as she hugged Cheyenne's body, arms wrapping around her by the side until one hand curled up over her face.

"We do not always need to hug Deanna," said the Native America, simply allowing her friend to snake around her.

In a soft, high-pitched voice Deanna said, "I know but I want to anyway. Alizer, you can come in here too. Come. Come." Drunken Duncan would then reach over towards Alizeh, trying to draw her into a now apparent group hug.

[Bare]

Alizeh had to suppress the snicker as she heard the nickname Deanna used for Cheyenne and internally Alizeh had to wonder if may there wasn't some one sided thing going on here. Or at the very least a whole lot of adoration from one to the other. 'Then again she's plastered. Cheyenne here could be similar if she had more to drink.' Alizeh though to herself before nodding at the explanation for Cheyenne's nickname.

"Haha I see. Well its better than being named after a gas station." Alizeh joked with a chuckle before raising an eyebrow when she saw Deanna snake her way around Cheyenne as if she were a teddy bear or body pillow. "Awww that's just adorableee." Alizeh said teasingly at the sight of the tag partners.

Though the affection wouldn't be contained to the two cause very soon Deanna was offering Alizeh a spot in the group hug. "Welllllll if you insist." She said coyly, scooting the rest of the distance towards Cheyenne's unoccupied side.

As she did so Alizeh would lean against Cheyenne, very deliberately making sure her chest press pressing against the Native American woman's side, while also wrapping her arms around the woman till her hands came to rest on Deanna's other side. FInally her chin propped up against Cheyenne's chin as Alizeh looked up very deliberately into Cheyenne's eyes. "Well isn't this cozy?" Alizeh all but purred flirily towards the dark haired beauty with a playful grin.

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Deanna hummed contently as she engaged in the three person hug. Or perhaps 2.5 person hug as Cheyenne wasn't sharing the same enthusiasm as the other two appeared to have. Not that she had complaints about it. They were both having fun--and so Black Rock was content to let them. Alizeh, however, was far more comfortable with it as she got very close to Cheyenne, making her look back with a short laugh. Reaching around both women's waists and giving them a brief squeeze, Cheyenne would then break from it with a smile and said, "I need to use the ladies' room. You two can get acquainted in the mean time." She raised her eyebrows once at Alizeh before heading towards the restrooms.

Duncan waved at Cheyenne and then said, "Okay, have fun!" She then blew a kiss to her bestie, then made a face. "I don't know why I told her to have fun." Then, Deanna turned to face Alizeh and went to lean her elbow on the bar, missing and then nearly falling before finding the bar again and resting her elbow on it this time, then propped up her head. "Hi Alizer. What's up? What's going on? What are you doing? What's... what's up with Alizer?" said Duncan, trying to start conversation with the woman she barely knew.

[Bare]

'Thank you Deanna.' Alizeh thought to herself with a outward chuckle as she looked up playfully at Cheyenne from her position cuddled up against her after being invited to do so by the blonde. Still though Cheyenne kept her composure rather well, hell Alizeh would be hard pressed to say whether or not she even saw a reaction cross the woman's face. 'Then again she doesn't seem to be the cuddly type.' Alizeh thought to herself and true enough the woman soon excused herself for the moment to go to the bathroom leaving Alizeh and Deanna to themselves for the moment.

'All well. Least Deanna is in a... entertaining mood right now.' The green haired girl thought to herself as she turned to face the blonde haired woman. Hearing the woman's repeated question the tanned girl would chuckle playfully. "Hehe I'm fine. How about yourself? Holding up ok with all the alcohol circularing in you're systems?"/color] She asked with a playful grin, though there was also a hint of genuine concern. Alizeh was sure Deanna knew her limits but it was clear the girl was wasted, and it wouldn't hurt to keep tabs on how she was feeling internally to insure there was no.. unnecessary drama if things went into a tail spin.

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Deanna put a hand on her chest, gasping loudly. "Oh my gooooood that's so nice of you to be worried about me! I'm holding up great though! I'm barely even drunk! If I'm even drunk! I dunno!" said Duncan, holding out her arms and briefly flailing them to accent her point. "I'm just... trying to have fun, you know? I work really, really, really hard and now I'm just trying to relax and if I relax then I feel good about working really, really, really hard and you know about working really really really hard because lookit those muscles! Girl you got muscles! I'm gonna touch them. Hold on."

Then, Deanna reached over, grabbing hold of one of Alizeh's biceps with another gasp! "Those are muscles! They're not like Chey's muscles but they're still really really really good muscles congratulations on your muscles!" Duncan would then pause, putting both of her hands on Alizeh's shoulders, eyes wider. "What are you like, all about Alizer? Like what is your deal? Like can you tell me everything? Because you're like, fascinating. You got green hair! Your hair is green!" rambled Drunken Duncan, jostling Alizeh's shoulders briefly as she watched her, enamored with her hair in particular.

[Bare]

As she leaned back Alizeh would chuckle again as Deanna began to start up again, the motor on her mouth really getting revved up from that shot as the girl began going in depth, or at least, as in depth as she could manage about her current state and why she was like this right now. "Hehe no worries I gotcha. Its nice to cut loose sometimes." Alizeh said understandably before blinking as the topic of conversation turned to her.

Grinning proudly as Deanna talked about her muscles Alizeh would hold her arm out and flexed it so as to make it easier for her new drinking buddy to grab on and squeeze. "Thanks I worked pretty hard on them." Alizeh said before humming in thought at what Deanna said, or rather asked about herself. "Honestly I'm nothing special. Just a kid trying to live a dream and some fun while doing it ya know?" She stated simply, partially true, but also a super abridged version of Deanna's question since Alizeh didn't want to get too deep when the blonde probably wouldn't be remembering this conversation tomorrow.