around; [ Johnny loves parties. He loves the ambience, the people, the attention -- he loves moving through them, flirting and chatting up a storm, creating connections and finding out about people; and even though this particular setup leaves much to be desired, a party's a party, right?
He's happily mingling, telling stories and flirting with the prettiest faces he can find, making use of the spooky atmosphere -- right now, however, he's providing light of his own to the people he's currently chatting up, having concluded a spooky story about a hotel room and a red eye in the keyhole. ]
But hey, if you need someone to keep those spooky shadows at bay -- [ He snaps his fingers, flames coming to life in his palm, controlled but burning bright. Johnny grins. ] I'm always around.
drinks;
See, this is what we call a fire and ice shooter.
[ Johnny's at the bar, and it doesn't take long before he's coming up with potent liquor mixes in shotglasses, catching blue and yellow flame when Johnny slicks his finger delicately over the rim of those glasses. It's something to behold especially in the darkened shadows; a flair of showmanship that is entirely Johnny's own.
He leans over like he's sharing a secret, pushing the shotglass over as he extinguishes the flame, blue eyes bright with wicked mischief. ] Here, try it. Tell me what you think.
johnny storm | ota
[ Johnny loves parties. He loves the ambience, the people, the attention -- he loves moving through them, flirting and chatting up a storm, creating connections and finding out about people; and even though this particular setup leaves much to be desired, a party's a party, right?
He's happily mingling, telling stories and flirting with the prettiest faces he can find, making use of the spooky atmosphere -- right now, however, he's providing light of his own to the people he's currently chatting up, having concluded a spooky story about a hotel room and a red eye in the keyhole. ]
But hey, if you need someone to keep those spooky shadows at bay -- [ He snaps his fingers, flames coming to life in his palm, controlled but burning bright. Johnny grins. ] I'm always around.
drinks;
See, this is what we call a fire and ice shooter.
[ Johnny's at the bar, and it doesn't take long before he's coming up with potent liquor mixes in shotglasses, catching blue and yellow flame when Johnny slicks his finger delicately over the rim of those glasses. It's something to behold especially in the darkened shadows; a flair of showmanship that is entirely Johnny's own.
He leans over like he's sharing a secret, pushing the shotglass over as he extinguishes the flame, blue eyes bright with wicked mischief. ] Here, try it. Tell me what you think.