Rock'n'Bowl - Lanes
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What's really kicking about the bowling alley is that every weekend they have this cool rock'n'glow bowl thing going on. Everything is lit with black lights, they play really cool rock music. The pins are painted in bright day-glo colors, and the lanes are usually full.
The bad thing? No bunnies.
Ronnie doesn't seem to mind the lack of furry little evil running around. Tonight, she's even got a hang of things. No roller skates. Instead she's sporting a pair of white bowling shoes that totally glow! Her outfit? Black spandex pants with a white belt, white lace gloves and a white mesh top tied over a neon pink tube-top.
"I LOVE ROCK'N'ROLL! PUT ANOTHER DIME IN THE JUKEBOX BABY~! I LOVE ROCK'N'ROLL! SO COME'N TAKE YOUR TIME AND DANCE WITH ME!"
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Even though Ella is just as bad at bowling as she is at skating, what better way is there to spend a Saturday evening before going to the bars? Her white tank top glows because of the lighting, but that's as exciting as her clothing gets. Unfortunately, she does not own bowling shoes so she slides on up to the counter to rent a pair. It must be done. As she wanders toward the lanes to find a seat to sit in and swap shoes, she spies Ronnie and waves in a friendly manner. "Hey, Ronnie. Love your outfit!"
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"CINDY!" There is a distinct shriek of the name as she drops a bowling ball on her foot.
Never mind that she doesn't even notice that she's done so, and the ball is drifting into the gutter. *katunkthunk*
"Dude! So like, what're you doing here?" Talking as though they're old friends rather than 10 minute acquaintances.
Running over to Ella, she grabs the poor girl's arm and drags her over to lane 10 where she happens to be bowling. "You can like, totally join me. Everyone else ran off. I'm just like, that super awesome!"
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"Whoa, is your foot alright?" Ella asks at first, blue eyes going horribly wide as Ronnie drops the ball. But she doesn't have too long to worry about it before she's dragged along! She grabs a bright green ball off a rack on the way to the lane, a huge grin at her lips. "I come here every so often to make a spectacle of myself. What are you doing here?" Although she looks surprised, she doesn't look bothered in the slightest - she's rather upbeat and cheery herself. "Why thank you! Bowling alone is not nearly as fun."
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"My foo— Oh!"
Ronnie looks down at her shoes, and since her feet aren't flat, she shrugs. "Totally. Just a five pounder, right?" She could handle the ten pound balls, but the five pounders have all the funky colors in them that glow under the lights and are therefore more fun for her.
"Dude! It's like… ROCK'n'ROLL bowling! Like, they're playing the best tunes!" Spinning around, though not as proficiently as she could manage on her skates she does a tiny pirouette.
"It like, totally isn't. I mean, it gets kind'a boring, y'know? Like hellaciously so. It'd be so much better if Corey Hart were here again, but I don't think he'll like, be back for a while, y'know?"
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"Ah." Ella - satisfied Ronnie's feet are not like, forever broken - cracks a smile. "Ohh! I've never been here on a Saturday. That's pretty great." Her head tilts, and at first she has a definite 'who is Corey Hart?' expression on her face. But it fades quickly into a more awkward smile. "You never know," she shrugs! Leaning over toward the computers, she taps in her name to set up the game. "I've never been able to crack 100. Fingers crossed!"
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Broken, not broken, would a vampire notice or care? Ronnie doesn't seem to mind even if one of her toes inside the shoe is likely a gross purple color. One of the bottles of beige will take care of that!
"Saturday is like the best! It's like… Wednesday, skating, Saturday bowling!" If they keep up the 80's nights, Ronnie might even be able to keep out of trouble for once in her unlife.
"Dude, you'll like do really well. Y'know the secret?" Picking up another ball, she twirls around once and shoots the ball as though she were doing shotput. "The score doesn't matter, just how much fun you like, totally have!"
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"Clearly. I wish I had known sooner. Next time I'll bring glow paint so we can stripe under our eyes like football players. Except we're bowling." Ella beams as she has what /she/ considers a totally bright idea. "Do you come bowling here a lot? Are the other nights as good? They should probably just have lit up glow bowling every night." With a laugh, she watches as Ronnie's ball skids down the lane. "You're so right."
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"Dude! You like, have glow paint?" Ronnie ignores where the ball goes aaaaaaannnnnd… STTEEEEEERIIIIIKE!
"That's like, totally wicked awesome! Where do you get it?" She sounds thoroughly intrigued by the thought that there is paint that will glow. "Well like, just Fridays and Saturdays, y'know? Like when they have the wicked awesome right music. I dunno what they play normally but it's like, not the 80's and like, it's only '85." Or so she so totally believes!
"I know, right? I usually am but most people like, don't wanna listen."
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"Well, I know how to get it! It's just, you know, neon paint that glows under this lighting. Pretty awesome. I'll bring it next time. You can buy it at any craft store or any store that sells paint, really." As Ronnie strikes, Ella looks very impressed! "Here goes nothing," she says with a small smile before tossing the ball down the lane. She knocks a couple pins out. A couple. As for it just being '85, she smiles and nods very slowly, but does not confirm or deny that statement. No no.
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Craft stores. Paint stores. These are not things that Ronnie concerns herself with normally! She's more concerned with MTV and bunnies.
"You can do it, Cindy! Go on!" Jumping and cheering, the vamp-girl laughs. "Try again!" There's two balls (or is that three?) per frame.
While Ella is busy bowling and trying to get a spare, Ronnie scoots — by scoot she means runs at vamp speed — to the concessions booth. She gets herself a bottle of beige stuff (i.e. True Blood) and then zooooooms~ back to her seat to mark the score.
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"Awwww." Ella throws the ball one more time and is mildly successful - two pins are left standing. "Next time," she sighs dramatically! Once Ronnie returns, she shoves a hand into her pocket to dig around for cash. "I'm gonna go get a drink too, just a sec." And her 'sec' takes longer than Ronnie's zooming, naturally. She returns from the concession stand with a bottle of water, then reclines in her seat to watch the vampire bowl.
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"Dude, no way! That was like totally wicked awesome for a first frame!" Ronnie might be on the seventh frame, or the fourth. Who knows? She's not keeping score, and no one is brave enough to tell the crazy vampire to shove off.
"I'll totally be right here!" She grabs a ball, rolls it down the lanes.
Another strike.
Then she grabs a second, since Cindy's not yet returned, and rolls it. A split.
Staring at the conundrum with her tongue sticking out, she pouts. "Totally bodacious! Not even in a wicked cool awesome way. Like a big sucky way!" The third ball is grabbed and she's preparing to shoot it like shot put again.
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Abbey can be found sitting off to the side, soda can in hand while she merely watches the games. As for why she is here? She was suppose to meet someone, for a date, and there a no-show of course. Really she needs to just stop trying to go on dates as they often end like this. She takes a sip from her soda with a faint sigh escapes her before a glance is sent to her watch pondering if she should just leave. The voice of Ronnie finally reaches her and she lifts her head to glance around and thwn towards where the vampire happens to be and she watches from her spot while lifting her head.
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"It was?" Ella shrugs either way, content with both her lot in life and score in bowling. The half-chugged water bottle is set aside so she can take her turn after Ronnie finishes up. Leaning over to peer down the lane, she winces in sympathey. "Ugggh. Maybe you can like, make it bounce off the edge to swing back and hit the other one," says she who flunked out of Physics 101. Recognizing Abbey from the roller skating rink after glancing around, she smiles and waves - but she's too far away to notice any sadness.
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Gnawing on her tongue, Ronnie nods. It sounds like sound logic, so who's she to refute it?
So she bounces the ball off the edge of the gutter. Instead of it bouncing up to hit the left pin toward the right, it flies backward. This causes the vampire to duck down and yell, "EIGHT!" since this is much more dangerous than golfing.
Unfortunately, the ball is flying RIGHT toward Abbey.
ZOOOOOOOOOOM!
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Abbey glances to the side as she hears someone coming near by hey maybe its!.. No.. not so much luck. She mutters and takes another sip from her drink just in time to hear someone yell 'flying ball' and turns back in time to catch sight of the bowling balling heading right at her. Her eyes widen and she scrambles backwards only to get caught on the seat in the process and thus hit by said ball hitting right into her side in the process and thus she and the ball goes falling back over the chair onto the carpeted floor with a faint oof escaping the redhead in the process. The bowling ball rolling right off after hitting her. This is NOT how she wanted her night to go..
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Ella is never going to give advice ever again. "WHOA!" she cries and promptly drops into the cobra pose like she's teaching class to save her life. Watching the ball fly through the air, her eyes go huge and she watches helplessly. "Oh my goodness," she breathes, jumping to her feet as soon as the ball is out of her head space.
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"Dude!"
Ronnie stands there, still as a board for a minute or two.
With alarming speed, she runs to the side of the puppy doggie. Her hands move to the ribs and she grabs the ball. "Phew! That like, could've totally been worse. You'll heal though, right? Broken rib?"
Could be a lot worse. Ronnie's trying to down play things so they all don't get tossed out of here on their rear ends. She's having fun.
And wouldn't you know it, just as she thinks that, Cyndi Lauper's Girl's Just Wanna Have Fun comes blaring out the speakers.
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Abbey is quiet for a moment, the breath got knocked right out of her before she is coughing and sputtering for a moment. She can't recall ever being attacked with a bowling ball before! She eyes Ronnie a moment. "Busted rib?.. Try ribs.." She mutters out. Wouldn't you know it Ronnie had perfect aim and she was hit in her right side where Abs has had busted ribs before. Yes she's a wolf but even past injuries bother them, at one tender place for Abs would be her side. She slowly sits up, coughing in the process, her soda as least didn't spill all over her and just got the carpet all wet. "Gee.. Thanks Ronnie.."
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"Times like these make me wish I hadn't dropped out of nursing school," Ella murmurs, cringing as she follows Ronnie over toward where Abbey is. "Are you alright? Want me to call a paramedic or something? The ask a nurse hotline? Um.." The fun is, for now, temporarily knocked right outta' her. Despite the jammin' song on the radio.
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"Awww, ribs? You don't sound like you're bleeding too much under there, Red." Granted, Ronnie's not sniffing. Nor is she leaning down and feeling the pulse or anything. Just her general assessment. "You'll live, puppy doggie."
A hand is offered out to Abbey to help pull her to her feet. "I'll like, buy you a new soda or something. Get that blood pumping ri— hey! You wouldn't want some'a that beige crap would you? I mean, it's totally gross and bland, but like, maybe it'll help you heal faster?"
Rubbing the back of her neck she looks between Ella and Abbey, then grins. "Eight-six-seven-five-three-oh-nine?"
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Abbey smirks at Ronnie and soon takes hold of the offered hand and gets up, grunting at the feeling of moving around, thanks to the pain now in her side. At the talk of calling someone she shakes her head. "No.. I'll live." She thinks she will at least. "Ronnie I'm not a vampire." She points out when the other brings up the healing part. She doesn't need her spilling the beans about being a wolf either! Especially around the humans. "No.. I just need to sit down.." She grumbles out softly as Ronnie offers to buy her something to drink. An maybe a few shots of whiskey when she gets home.
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"Jenny I've got your number.." Ella trails off, more talk-singing than singing. It doesn't last long, anyway. "Well, ah, feel better," she calls out hopefully, but shrinking away, sensing some awkwardness. Just then, the phone in her back pocket starts ringing and vibrating. She jumps. "Aie aie aie, seriously?" With a looong sigh, she flips the phone shut. "I gotta run to go run the front desk. Steph can't do it because she's home sick, go figure. Take care," the blonde waves, quickly removing her shoes to trade back for her much more comfortable ones.
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Cindy gets it in one! Ronnie would hug her if she weren't so concerned for the puppy doggie. "Y'sure? I know you're not a vampire. You're a puppy doggie. Still, never know what might work, right?"
Once Abbey is on her feet, Ronnie runs to the counter to get her another soda. Then she runs back. Not a second or two has passed. "Here you go, Red! Drink that up! You'll like, totally feel much better. Not really rockin' but you won't feel like coughing up a lung or nothin'."
"Awww, see you Cindy! I'll grab you for bowling next week!" If she remembers to show up. Ronnie, that is. Not Ella.
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Abbey ehs softly while taking hold of the drink while she leans against a seat. "I don't think it'll help." She points out while smirking at Ronnie.. Puppy doggie?.. Geezs she is a wolf thank you! "You.. do this often.. trying to kill people with bowling balls Ronnie?" She looks over to Ella and nods to her. "Have a good night."
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"Sounds good, Ronnie," Ella flashes both of the other two a quick smile as she tugs on her shoes and brushes herself off. "See ya both later," she calls out before ducking out to manage the night shift. Super fun!
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"Dude? Killing people? Totally not my style. Besides, you're like, not a bunny." Abbey most definitely isn't. She's one of those puppy-doggie types that Ronnie likes to catch to keep track of her bunnies with.
"I come bowling every week. You wanna avoid me, Red? You totally don't come on Friday or Saturday. Otherwise, you'll likely wind up with the bruise-o-rama. You sure you don't wanna go see one'a them doctor types 'bout this? I feel bad. I'll carry you there if I need to!"
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Abbey chuckles faintly and soon coughs out once more. She sets the cup down and presses a hand to her side. "I don't know.. I think I'm just going to go home and sleep it off.." She grumbles out faintly at the thought pondering if she has any pain medicaiton left from the last time.
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Ronnie still has at least three frames to bowl. She glances to the alley, then back to Abbey. Then to the alley again. Rushing off to press the reset button she rubs the back of her neck.
"Dude, I'll like totally carry you." Backing up toward Red, she grins. "Hop on. It'll be like, totally the fastest piggy back you've ever had!"
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Abbey smirks at Ronnie and shakes her head. "No.. I'm fine really." Is offered with a soft tone. "The thought of that sounds well.. Very painful." She points out while turning to leave.
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Still, Ronnie goes to try to grab Red. If only to help her outside of the building.
When Red manages to leave without her help, Ronnie figures she's off scott-free.
Then she's being tapped on the shoulder.
"'cuse me miss, but you should go."
Ronnie turns to glare at the chittery man, then laughs. "Sure, whatever. See you Friday!"
Off she goes, out the door. Not far behind Abbey. Still in her white bowling shoes, having forgotten to take them off.
C'est la vie!
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Abbey shakes her head and is moving out of the bowling alley with people whsipering all the while, wondering how she is able to walk after something like that. "Later.. Ronnie.." Maybe she should go to the hospital, her mind a bit fuzzled at the moment.
