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Daessee
See it, Want it, Tantrum, Get It :)
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Caprica City
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by ChinaSorrows
Description
Daessee is a 6'2 slender woman, in her mid twenties. She has dirty blonde hair and startling yellow eyes. She has a rough voice. Looks like your typical bonde cheerleader who's barely out of high school, yet is aged 21
Personality
Sly, cunning and incredibly intelligent. She hides it well, coming across as immensely shallow. She uses her figure to die for and seductive smile that could stop traffic to get her own way, which is most of the time
Equipment
A curious ability to talk her way into or out of any situation.
So begins...
Daessee's Story
Daessee "You lost me when you started speaking" she confessed, after spending the time he spent speaking with a bemused look on her face. She shook her head, jumping slightly as the bar door was kicked open. Her head flicked around, and she blinked. Nodding to the new arrival, she turned back to Rodger, taking a deep breath. "What were you on about?" she asked
Daessee "Rodger?" she tried, startled at the suddenly rather large number of strangers in the bar. It was too quiet, so she shook him slightly, raising her voice. "Rodger? Hey, shut up" she said, rather loudly. If that didn't stop him, she didn't know what to do. She sat down anyway, near Senji and the beast.
Daessee had meant to keep her eye on the nifty Rodger, but a blink was all it took. "Rodger?" he seemed to have simply gone. Literally in the blink of an eye. She sighed, shaking her head. He was strange anyway. Not someone she wanted to be around too much. She was lying, he had grown on her just a little
Daessee strolled into the bar, her high heels making little noise on the floor. The sign of an expensive shoe, she wore Christian Dior shoes. With a small smile on her lips, she found an empty booth and settled down, adjusting her floral print and well-fitting playsuit. She removed her pale denim jacket and ran her fingers through her hair before ordering a vodka
Daessee pushed the bar door open, stepping into the warmer atmosphere of the room. Her emerald green eyes flick around the room curiously, opting for an empty booth near the door. She slid in, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she did so. Choosing a Bacardi and coke from the menu, she settled back to observe the fight unfolding in the bar with mild interest
Daessee tucked her feet up on the seat beside her, looking right at home as she hedged bets on the two competitors. Sipping her drink that had just arrived, she scanned the other patrons for a few moments, catching the eye of more than one person. She gave the slightest of smiles to both Jiang and Seth respectively
Daessee watched Seth approach, not taking her emerald green eyes off him for a moment, even as the fight crashed through the bar. She stared intensely as he spoke, her gaze most likely unnerving. "Sure, take a seat" she nodded, finally breaking the gaze to watch the truce. It had just started to entertain her, and she spent a few moments trying to decide whether Outcross' or Matt's injuries were worse
Daessee was again sat alone, as the brief company she'd had vanished. She turned around in time to spot the cops. Biting down on her bottom lip, she flicked her eyes back to her drink. She had no reason to be nervous, but she had such an aversion to authority due to her past, she had no idea how to look innocent
Daessee barely even looked at the police officer, planning on denying ever seeing a thing. She lifted her glass to her lips as the officer walked away as quickly as he'd approached. Sipping her drink, she swallowed the liquid without a sound
Daessee watched Matt pass her, licking her lips before she spoke. "Nice fight" she spoke as he passed, loud enough to be heard. She had no intention of stopping him, and she returned to her drink as he disappeared through the doors. She swallowed another mouthful, looking around once again
Daessee finished her first drink, and glanced around. Seeing as she hadn't found anyone to buy her her second drink, she considered leaving. She chewed her lip for a second, her eyes sparkling as she looked at each person in the bar. She heaved a sigh, bored out of her mind
Daessee stood from her seat, approaching the people laying about the floor. Supposedly cops, it took a lot of her will to walk over. She hated cops. Hated them. She swallowed before speaking, "I think there's been a misunderstanding" she spoke confidently, deciding to speak directly to the female officer. "This man here, he has some... problems" she bit her lip, deciding to run with the crap she was making up. "He isn't always totally aware of his actions, right..." she turned to Benito for support, struggling since she knew neither person
Daessee had returned to her booth in a quiet corner, and was on her third drink. She'd opted for a straight gin, and she sighed as she stared at her drink
The setting changes from Gambit's Bar to Taylor's Bar
Daessee pulled up outside Taylor's Bar. She'd passed a few times before, but never had the courage to explore it. Parking her Porsche rather ineptly, she climbed out and locked it, dropping the keys in her handbag. She was dressed in torn jeans and a cropped top, with a short black blazer over the top. She pushed the bar door open, emanating confidence despite her inner nervousness. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she glanced around the quiet bar, vaguely recognizing the man from Gambits, the one who had been fighting
Daessee looked around curiously as she took a seat at the bar. She ordered a large gin, looking at the girl gathered in a small area that was roped off. She should have been like them, dressed in beautiful dresses and with perfect hair. It wasn't like she was short of money. Her family was rich, but she didn't want to part of 'that' crowd. She sighed as she sipped her drink, watching as the bar started to get busier
Daessee had heard the shots ring out, but had been no where near as unsettled as the rest of the people in the bar. She listened carefully, wanting to know vaguely where the shots were coming from. Being too busy listening to the bangs, she'd missed escaping by moments. She sighed, rolling her eyes. Her Porsche was out there, jeez. Dropping onto a seat as she waited for things to play out, unnervingly calm
Daessee had been in her own world, completely unaware of what was happening until she heard something about towels. Was someone taking a shower? She cocked her eyebrow as she glanced around. Oh shit, that was a lot of blood. She grimaced, standing up and looking slightly confused. "Where are towels?" she asked, aware the bar was locked down
The setting changes from Taylor's Bar to Gambit's Bar
Daessee strolled casually into the almost empty bar. Her bedhead hair was roughly pinned out of her eyes, her lips ruby red as usual. She was dressed in fishnet stockings, ripped denim shorts, a grey baggy torn tee which barely covered her fluorescent pink bra. The outfit was topped off with a cropped black blazer and ridiculously high heels.
She looked around, deciding on a booth near the back of the bar, out of sight of the door. She pulled the screen at her table towards her, choosing a large gin. She pulled her phone from her pocket, and began tapping away on the buttons
She looked around, deciding on a booth near the back of the bar, out of sight of the door. She pulled the screen at her table towards her, choosing a large gin. She pulled her phone from her pocket, and began tapping away on the buttons
Daessee heard the bar doors swing open, listening to the brief cut of rain before the door swung shut again. She sighed, glad she'd drove and stayed dry. God knows how she'd get home. Sipping her drink, she debated whether she was feeling social or not. Downing her gin rather quickly, she stood, taking her glass to the bar and taking a seat there. No point hiding away, it was selfish to hide away her beauty