Aerith, Ezio, Tifa & Sparkles

[Elario Luminus]

Irvine sat in his chair, black cowboy hat over his eyes in an attempt to go to sleep. He wore black jeans with three straps across his thighs, a black leather belt with one brown one crossing his waist in an angle that sat there loosely. His torso was covered with a plain white shirt, hidden behind a trench coat that started as a jacket, then spread out at his waist. The inside of the coat was a dark grey. His dog-tag with a tribal design of a lion slid down the chain, waking him further. He groaned, and slowly sat up.
'Right, that's it; I give up. If you don't want me to sleep, I won't. Happy?'
He swung his legs off his desk, grabbing his custom-made rifle as he went. It was a cross between a sawn-off shotgun and a rifle; long-ish in length, but had side-by-side barrels, giving it the double kick. Irvine stood next to the window, weapon resting on his shoulder. He turned around, sighing.
'Better get started, then.....
He walked over to his fax machine and whipped out a slip of paper, examining it's contents. He began reading.
'........Vincent William..........ruler of............blah blah blah.........right-o. Let's do this.'
He walked out of his room, stopping shortly to grab some different types of ammo. He left, directing himself towards the garage.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Tifa was in fact, out in the garage punching up a battered, aging punch bag that hug in the corner, her gloved fists pounding into the stuffed leather with only the smallest of sounds.
She stopped and turned however when she heard the door.
"Irvine?" She queried, peering over to see who it was, discovering she was right.
"New job?" She now added, reaching up to brush a lock of her long black hair away from her crimson eyes with a casual air.

[Elario Luminus]

Irvine grinned, tipping his hat and bowing slightly.
'Mornin' to ya, Tifa! We got a job in a city called...uuh.....hang on one sec.....'
He rubbed the back of his neck, chuckling, then reached inside his coat and pulled out the sheet.
'Ah.....Target Name: Vincent William. Target Location: Acanthios, or, in English, 'City of Acan'. You been there before?'
Irvine had......in fact, he was born there. It was gonna be awkward, going somewhere, so long ago, he had left because he hated it. He shrugged slightly to himself, then smiled again at Tifa, slipping the fax back into his coat.
'It's a week's drive, so we better get started. It says on the sheet that William's been scared that someone will send a merc after him, and he's set up all sorts of traps and the like, so it should a wild ride.'[/b]
Irvine grinned, and stepped quickly towards his bike. he sat down on it, and pressed his hand against the tank, igniting the engine. He sat still for a second, listening to the roar of the exhaust. He looked Tifa.
'How are ya gonna get there, Tif? Ride with me, or ride your own iron horse in?'
He brushed the tank on the other side lightly, opening up a slot for his shotgun. He slipped it in, and slammed the case shut.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Tifa listened intently as he read the details, shaking her head slightly. She didn't recall a city named that at all, so it would seem she'd never been there.
"Acanthios huh? Hmm.." She wracked her brains, but still nothing.
She tugged on her gloves casually as Irvine mounted his bike, but at his question she grinned.
She'd been waiting for a chance to unveil what she had been working on for the past few months. She walked to a cluttered part of the garage and pushed aside some junk, revealing a large object covered in a brown cloth. With another grin she pulled back the cover and it rippled smoothly over the surface of a glimmering black bike, slick and streamlined with purple white and blue lightning flashing up its sides. She then reached up onto a shelf and pulled down a helmet with a similar paint-job and tint so black it could hardly be legal, so dark not even her face showed beneath, just the reflection in the visor.
She pulled it on and mounted the bike, revving the bike to life .
"I'm set..." She replied smugly.

[Elario Luminus]

Irvine clicked his fingers loudly, and the garage door opened to show the city of Maxarix in all it's technological glory. He rode out onto the highway, turning right to the road that leads to Acanthios. His coat whipped through the wind as he rode, and he kept his head on a down ward slant to avoid getting his hat blown off.

As they went, hours seemed to fly past. Before he knew it, Irvine was cloaked in the blackness of night. He signaled towards a pit stop, hoping Tifa would follow. As he parked, he read a sign that sat next to the door.

GIRL'S NIGHT OUT! STRIPPERS AND FOOD SUPPLIED!
Irvine got off his bike, frowning. He looked down at himself.
'Mate, you look like a stripper. Girl's are gonna have fun with you tonight......'
He slumped, sighing, then opened the door.......

((Tifa, post once after this, and Rinoa and/or Aerith can post after that.))

[Sparkles]

Taz pulled on Aerith's arm for her to follow. Still pulling, she sat them down in a booth; yanking Aerith into the seat. She smiled innocently at her friend, "See" she gestured at the buffet, "I said there'd be food" she winked. On the word 'food' she'd pointed toward the 'stage'... Which was where there was a little.... dancing, going on.

[The Painted Lady]

Aerith was giggling madly as Taz pulled her into a booth. She pretended to resist against her friend's tugging, but once she was seated, she didn't try to escape. She looked to where Taz pointed, and immediately covered her eyes with her hand.
"I can't believe you took me here," she laughed... although, she did peek out from between her fingers... >.> xD

[Tifa Lockhart]

Tifa entered the roadhouse without hesitation, the idea of strippers wasn't.... too bad
She entered easily and brushed a lock of hair from her face with a casual grin.
"You have fun with the hoards of rabid females Irvine... i'm going to find myself some fun." She grinned and waved as she walked into the crowd.

[Elario Luminus]

Irvine glared jokingly at Tifa as she walked in, then followed. He gingerly opened the door, his eyes tight shut. Not hearing any screams of any kind directed at him, he opened his eyes. Tifa was nowhere to be found, but he did notice a couple of girls, one hiding behind her hands, but he could tell she was watching. Her friend was enjoying this alot. Irvine grinned, and made his way towards the bar. He almost bumped into a few girls, but managed to keep a low profile all the way to the bar, near the girls he had seen before. He saw the bartender look at him suspiciously, and Irvine shot him a look.
'This ain't what ya think it is. I'm 'ere for the truck stop part. Just get me a scotch. Quickly now.'
He grabbed the drink as soon as it was there, and leaned back against the bar, taking a swig. He observed the large room, still unable to spot Tifa. His attention eventually found itself at the couple of girls nearby. He almost made a move, but thought better of it and took another drink.
'Of all the stops I could've chosen......'

[Sparkles]

Taz looked up as she heard the door open up close by. She saw two people walk in. A girl and guy; but the guy was ditched pretty quickly. She smiled; guessing by that that they weren't partners in the 'lovers' sense of the word. He looked over at the table, and she quickly looked down. When she looked back up; he was over at the bar. She grinned and nudged Aerith, "Watch this" she whispered. "Hey Cowboy!" she yelled out over the noise, "Are you here for the show or are you gonna give us a show?"

[Elario Luminus]

Irvine paid better attention to the girl as she called out to him, frowning just slightly. He knew that at least some of the crowd near them had heard, because more and more girls were turning and seeing him. Then they started a chant.

'DANCE! DANCE! DANCE! DANCE! DANCE!'

Irvine glared at the girl. He reluctantly stood up fully and pushed his way through to the stage. He walked up the steps, and the bloke on there now pushed his palm out.
'Wait your turn, bitch!
Irvine grabbed the guy's collar and pushed him down the stairs. The girls cheered loudly as he stood in the center of stage. His eyes scanned the room. Then he span around, holding onto his hat...........and danced. He walked quickly down the stage, then sprinted back, skidding down the length of the walk. He went into a kneel, taking off his hat and throwing it to the girl who called him out first. He got up, slowly taking off his coat. He twirled above his head.
'WHO WANTS IT!?'
The entire room went nuts, and he grinned.

[The Painted Lady]

Aerith had gotten quickly into the whole thing and was actually starting to enjoy herself... A lot. She wolf-whistled as Taz called out to the cowboy, laughing as he got up on stage and shoved the current 'dancer' off. He wasn't bad-looking either. xD She shook her head, grinning at Taz as the cowboy threw his hat to her; that girl had had a little too much to drink...

[Tifa Lockhart]

Tifa cringed as Irvine went up on stage, the thought of seeing her buisness partner stripping in front of her wasn't one she'd ever desired having... however once he'd started she found herself relaxing a little.
Enough in fact, to approach the girl who'd called him up.
"Hey, nice work with Irvine." She said friendlily to the girl who'd spoken, giving a smile to the other. "I'm Tifa."

[Sparkles]

Taz barely lifted her hand to grab the hat out of the air. She had to tear her eyes away from the stage to look at Tifa. "Nice to meet you.... Irvine, hey?... ha - suits his name. They're both sexy" she tilted her head toward the stage. She giggled a little when she did this; a pure point that she wasn't completely sober.

[Elario Luminus]

Irvine looked around at the pool of females at his feet, then dropped his coat. He might give it to the girl who called him up before. None of these girls were worthy. He turned back around and clicked his fingers towards the DJ, and he turned off the music. He held a hand to his head, putting it down. He began to dance again. Or rather, tap dance. He tapped around the stage, silence filling the room as the girls watched. He spun about and hit his boot hard on the stage, and the room erupted with cheers. Irvine started again, spinning around and pointing at someone in the stage.

Turns out it was the girl who called him up. He stood straighter and stuck his fingers in his mouth, wolf whistling to her.
'Hey lass! Get up 'ere, darlin'!'