No time for tomorrow [lysander]

[elizabeth katherine reynolds]

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It had been a long day of photo shoots in the City and Elizabeth was fed up and wanted nothing more than to unwind in the only way she knew how. She had already texted a few people asking if anyone was free for some fun later that evening. Hitting the bar to bitch and whine the night away with some hard alcohol and good company sounded perfect. Nobody had been polite enough to respond so she decided instead to head to Sparkles on her own.

As she pulled into her drive way in her old convertible muscle car, she turned off the radio and turned off the engine. She just stopped for a moment and sighed heavily as she tried to compose herself after the long drive. She had never liked sitting still for so long, she was even worse on planes. She would end up pacing up and down the aisle for hours and as much as the staff might have complained, they couldn’t deny that Elizabeth was giving the passengers a good show with her strut. She got out of the car and grabbed her bags quickly as she made her way inside her house. She dumped them at the base of the stairs and had no intention of sorting them out until tomorrow.

She quickly headed upstairs as she noticed the time, she didn’t have long before the night club would start filling up. She stripped and showered and was back in her bedroom in record time. She didn’t bother with her hair because it was still in check from the photo shoot. Her makeup needed a touchup which she accomplished in a flash. Unlike some of the others she had been in recently, her bedroom was spotless, thus it didn’t take her long to dig out her outfit for the evening and threw it on. Elizabeth loved dressing up for a night on the town, she always went overboard – who could blame her with a look this good? She checked her phone in the interlude, no new messages from her friends but the usual spam of requests for attention from guys, the usual crowd who probably couldn’t get Liz out of their minds. She smirked at their misfortune, such a shame she didn’t have more time this evening, she could use some more fun than the nightclub is going to provide. Although there was no knowing how her evening could turn out, so she maintained her optimism that tonight would be just what the doctor ordered.

She made it to the night club in record time and managed to jump the relatively small queue with her tried and tested ‘feminine charm’, the bouncer seemed overly eager to let her in but she wasn’t that interested in continuing with him for longer than he had to. Elizabeth made her way to the bar and got herself a vodka martini, extra olives, extra dirty - her favorite concoction for working off her stress. She found a table just off to the side and sat down, already attracting attention from some of the club goers. Liz sent a few thankful winks back but made sure to break eye contact shortly after. She pulled out her phone and texted everyone again: ’Hey, don’t leave me here on my own for too long! So much Jail Bait, so little time!’ She chuckled as she sent the text, taking a deep swig from her drink as she continued to scan the crowd, picking out a few possible candidates incase nobody turned up.

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Outfit: HERE
Notes: first post on site! for lysander! You can either have been texted by Liz earlier or just turn up and say hi (the second is more likely i guess)!

[lysander dante lynch]

Staring at a computer screen for two hours straight, while on photoshop and itunes, Lysander finally looked away and shook his head. It took him a moment for his eyes to adjust to the light again. He pulled his headphones off and layed them on the desk, rubbing his eyes with his hands. He had been editing pictures for the past two hours. It was time for a break. Leaning back in his chair, he looked around and yawn. Night had just fallen and he was tired of editing. After a moment, he got up and got his jacket, walking out of his office. A beer suddenly sounded good and he hadn't been out of his apartment all day. Time to get some fresh air. Grabbing his keys on the way, he walked out the door and locked it behind him. Walking down a flight of stairs, he started down the sidewalk towards the store to grab a beer. On the way, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw people standing outside a building.

Sparkles was the name of the bar and nightclub. Lysander had yet to be inside of it. Back home, he went to bars with his friends. But that was a month ago, and he wasn't going back there anytime soon. With a quick glance around, he sighed and headed for the club. Might as well try to meet some people in this town.. He thought to hiself and followed a small crowd into the club. For a small town, they had a good club. Lights flashing everywhere and good music, plus some already drunk people. Shoving his hands in his pockets, Lysander made his way over to the bar, ordering a Guinness. Irish beer was his favorite. Well, anything Irish that is. He came from Irish bloodlines, oh wait.. At least he thought he did. Being kidnapped and all, he had no idea who he really was. He wasn't even sure his name was even Lysander. It was a very unusual name, but it seemed to fit him fine.

Getting his beer, Lysander sat at the bar and took a few sips. Glancing around, he watched the people on the dance floor and some at the bar. They all looked normal to him. Shaking his head, he looked back ahead and noticed a mirror behind the bar. He looked at his reflection and saw a man he didn't know. Who was he really? He had always thought, but tried not to think to much on it. To much thinking would drive him mad. Looking more closely, he saw something red over his shoulder. Raising his brow, he turned around and saw some women sitting at a table by herself. Wow.. I've never seen such red hair before.. He thought to hiself and glanced around to see if some guy was going to go up to here. Maybe she was here with her boyfriend. He didn't feel like getting in a fight with some random guy and make enemies here. Lysander had only been here a month and knew very few people.

After waiting a minute to see if anyone would go over to her, Lysander got up with his beer and wondered over. He didn't want to seem like some drunk guy looking for some one night stand. Lysander wasn't that type of guy. His so called "parents" taught him better then that. But he had to say something to her, she was beautiful. He noticed that the more he got closer to her. "Hi" Plain and simple, he said as he finally reached her table. "Mind if I sit?" He asked, glancing at the chair then back at her with a warm smile. Lysander stood around six foot two inches, well built like he should belong in the army. Which was his second plan if his photography didn't take off. He wouldn't mind fighting for his country, and he could probably take some pictures over there. Show the world what the war really looked like. "I must say, some people can't pull off red hair. But you, you can. With your complexion and all." He said, smiling again. Being a photographer, you noticed these things. Small and big details were everything. She has to do some kinda modeling. She's picture perfect.. He thought to hiself.

TAGGED ; Elizabeth
NOTES ; rawr! is all i have to say
CLOTHES ; faded jeans, biker boots, black short sleeve shirt with a black leather jacket
TUNES ; Spazz Out by Arion

[elizabeth katherine reynolds]

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Sparkles was the towns nightclub, and although Elizabeth truly despised the name - it sounded too cutesy and happy go lucky for what actually happened in it. Although that hardly stopped her from turning it into her home away from home! She wouldn't be surprised if the bartenders knew her name or that other customers counted her as a regular customer. Elizabeth was hard to miss, given her fiery red hair, so she found it easy to attract the attention of guys and girls alike since they would have started paying attention to her the moment she walked in.

She loved the attention, but business seemed slow tonight. Not the bars business, the place was relatively full, she was referring to her own process of being approached by guys who were feeling particularly lucky or drunk to chat her up. She sighed testily as she tapped her fingernails on the table, taking a small sip from her martini. Her day had been rather stressful and she had pictured a more interesting time at the bar to try to salvage it as a day from hell. She still had time to give some more specific people a call, go get drunk or hang out at their place, it would be a shame to waste her outfit by heading out of the public eye but she considered the situation to being somewhat desperate.

It was then that her trail of thought was broken by an attractive young man approaching her table. About time she thought to herself, as she leaned back in her chair slightly as he asked if he could sit down/ "By all means." she said with a coy grin, indicating to the chair opposite. Maybe this night was salvageable after all, but she didn't recognize the new face infront of her. She had been coming to the bar for long enough to know pretty much all the faces who come to drown their sorrows or pick up someone for the night and this guys seemed to have done neither in his time. Elizabeth didn't blush at the compliments, she got them all the time so she knew how attractive she was, but that's not to say she didn't appreciate receiving them! "So many compliments, from such a good looking young man." She chuckled as she took a sip of her drink, keeping eye contact with the guy. She switched which leg she had crossed over as she put her drink back down on the table, pondering if the praise would continue.

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Outfit: HERE
Notes: Rawr to you too!

[lysander dante lynch]

"By all means." Lysander smiled and sat down in the chair across from her. "So many compliments, from such a good looking young man." He raised his eyebrow at the complement, but smiled anyways. "Thank you." He said then took a sip of his beer, leaning back in the chair. "The names Lysander." He said while putting his beer down on the table, took a quick glance around then back at the girl in front of him. "I'm new around here.." He shrugged one shoulder. Why did that sound so.. mysterious? A new guy comes into town, could be a murder.. Or just some normal guy. But Lysander was like that, he kept people in the dark. Not wanting them to know who he really was. Not that he had much to hide. He came from outside of a big city, had a normal life until a month ago. Why did everything have to change?!

Lysander was pulled from this thoughts when he heard some girls squealing. He looked over, seeing a group of girls taking shots. He chuckled and shook his head. "Looks like someone just turned twenty one." He said, looking back at the girl. He leaned forward to put his elbows on the table. Yes, bad manners, but this was a club after all. Who cared! "What do people do around here for fun? Besides going to this club.." Lysander liked clubs and bars, but there had to be other things around town to do. Maybe there was a lake near by and you could go boating.

TAGGED ; Elizabeth
NOTES ; oh goodness.. is so.. not good. lol i'm just playing by ear!
CLOTHES ; faded jeans, biker boots, black short sleeve shirt with a black leather jacket
TUNES ; Cloak and Dagger by Varien

[elizabeth katherine reynolds]

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The guy had defiantly nailed the mysterious stranger routine, even his name had an alluring quality to it. Some might say it sounded pompous and overly self-important but in Elizabeth's current mood, it seemed to have the desired effect of attracting her further towards him. A new guy in town, who knows what he could be up to? But Elizabeth wanted to know, she hated not knowing things, it was one of her many, many flaws. "Elizabeth." She said simply, attempting but most likely failing to recreate Lysanders mysterious aura. "Ah, a new boy eh?" She said with a chuckle, as you might do in high school to a new transfer student. Elizabeth had lived here for a few years now, so she knew how it felt to be new, with no friends. "Been around town much?" she asked, raising a curious eyebrow.

Elizabeth had seen the group of girls upon their arrival and had listed them as a possible conclusion to her evening. She was almost a natural at gatecrashing parties, she only needed to find a guy interested in her cleavage to tag along with and nobody is the wiser. Naturally, the chance of finding a girl with the same mindset but she was sure she could blend in. "My twenty first was far more crazy than that..." Elizabeth mused with a grin, still attempting to remember the blur that was her party. As for things to do around town, Elizabeth wasn't too well informed. "Well i know the country side rather well, i keep in shape a lot. But besides that I'm indoors most of the time. Its more interesting than it sounds..." She added, to attempt to salvage some of her credibility. Naturally, what she got up to behind closed doors was often speculated upon with rumors that were usually correct!

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Outfit: HERE
Notes: braindead...

[lysander dante lynch]

"My twenty first was far more crazy than that..." Lysander raised his brow and smiled a little. "Did you go to Las Vegas?" He asked, just being curious. He had been there number of times with his friends. Though he didn't enjoy it all that much. Getting wasted and losing your money wasn't the way to go for him. For his twenty first birthday, he went to Ireland by hiself. If he could of moved there, he would of a long time ago. "Well i know the country side rather well, i keep in shape a lot. But besides that I'm indoors most of the time. Its more interesting than it sounds..." Lysander smiled again and took a sip of his beer. "You'd be surprised what you could do indoors." He chuckled and glanced around the bar then back at Elizabeth. "If you don't mind me asking. What do you do for work?" He asked, being polite. "Please tell me it's something to do with a camera. I'm a photography. Hence why I'm asking." He chuckled, hoping he didn't offend her in any way.

TAGGED ; Elizabeth
NOTES ; boo! my post sucks! =,[
CLOTHES ; faded jeans, biker boots, black short sleeve shirt with a black leather jacket
TUNES ; Cloak and Dagger by Varien

[elizabeth katherine reynolds]

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Elizabeth was rather enjoying her drink, it was a shame such cocktails were only meant for their taste rather than their quantity. She didn't want to finish it off just yet as Lysander still had a way to go with his. Las Vegas? A bit stereotypical to assume she celebrated in the same way as many other shallow girls she knew. She had been there many times before for photo shoots, but naturally nobody around here would know this, nor did she want them to. Their was the accusation of someone calling you a slut but then theirs actually being one for a job! She would rather that stay on the down-lo for as long as possible. "My twenty first is mostly a blur, which in itself is a sign of a good night, but waking up in some cute girls bed was a bit of a cherry on the cake!" She said, very openly with a small giggle, this was probably common knowledge to everyone in the town but she forgot momentarily that Lysander was a self proclaimed new boy. Well there goes her reputation straight out the window...

She gave a shallow cough at his comment about what could be done indoors, as she had just demonstrated she was no stranger to possible activities. She ran a hand through her hair as she sat up, having being asked what she did for a living. "Nothing special, just a background extra in TV shows. My fault for not studying in high school..." She lied, or at least about her job. It was true she hadn't exactly paid attention in class but rather to other students in many years. "What do you point your camera at then?" she asked with a coy smile as she took another sip of her drink.

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Outfit: HERE
Notes: No worries, mine two :3

[lysander dante lynch]

"My twenty first is mostly a blur, which in itself is a sign of a good night, but waking up in some cute girls bed was a bit of a cherry on the cake!" Lysander leaned back in his chair, putting his foot up on his knee, getting more relaxed now. He raised his brow, but smiled and nodded. "Sounds like you had an amazing night." He wasn't one to judge, so he wasn't going too. Leaning back over, he picked up his beer again, taking another few sips from it as she spoke. "Nothing special, just a background extra in TV shows. My fault for not studying in high school..." Lysander licked his lips as he lowered the glass. An extra in a TV show? He thought, and it didn't sound right to him. Such a pretty girl just as an extra? Lysander didn't work over it, it wasn't his part. Besides, he barely knew the girl. Just her name and what she did. What do you point your camera at then? Glancing back at Elizabeth, Lysander put his beer back down on the table. "A little bit of everything. Models, weddings.." He rolled his eyes at that. Weddings were the worst! You had to make sure everything was just right, or the bride would be P.O'd! "Nature, and even underwater." He said, sounding a little proud of hiself. "I've done a few weird ones too.. But I'm not going to tell you those ones. A little to embarrassing." He chuckled, shaking his head.

From the right of them, something broke. Sounding like glass, or even a bottle. After that, there was swearing from some drunken idiot. Even over the music you could hear it. Lysander shifted his eyes over to see what was going on. Sure enough, some drunk guy was throwing a fit cause the bartender said he had enough. "Some people can hold their liquor, they know who they are.. Some people can't, they've had no clue. This guy... has no clue." Lysander chuckled, watching a bouncer come by to get the guy. But in the guy's rage, he ends up punching the bouncer. "Oh.. this isn't going to be good.." He muttered, standing up from his seat. The bouncer, furious now, grabs for the guy and gets kicked this time. "Excuse me for a moment." He told Elizabeth before making his way through the crowd. Most everyone had stopped dancing and looked over at the fight, cheering on and even booing. Lysander finally made it to the guy and had to lean back before getting knocked in the face hiself. "Whoa there buddy." He said and when the guy was turning around, he quickly grabbed the guy's arm and twisted it around. It was painful to him, but it didn't look like it to anyone else. "Who do you think you are?!" The drunk man said, trying to twist out of Lysander's hold. Lysander jerked on the guy's arm making him yelp a little. "I think it's time for you to go.." He hissed in the guy's ear before shoving him towards the bouncer. The bouncer gave him a silent thank you before leading the guy out.

Lysander nodded back and turned around to head back to the table. He got dirty looks along the way, but come on. Someone was going to get really hurt if that guy kept this up. "Sorry 'bout that, where were we?" He asked as he sat back down at the table with Elizabeth, smiling like nothing had even happened. Everyone else went back to what they were doing as well.

TAGGED ; Elizabeth
NOTES ; has a new secret! and i just had to put in that fight thing xP
CLOTHES ; faded jeans, biker boots, black short sleeve shirt with a black leather jacket
TUNES ; Bring 'Em Down by Lostprophets