[hr][hr][center][h1][color=b00000]Svetlana Volkov[/color][/h1]
[img]http://i1082.photobucket.com/albums/j370/Jezey/Lost%20Girl%20Gif%20Images/tumblr_mb9o7j9ZZM1qd32pho1_500-kenzi-pleasesirmayIhavesomebeverage_zpsc38428e8.gif[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Boston Heights: Courtyard – The Block Party
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Tank, Lorna, Jeremy, Roy, JD[hr][b]Interaction Tags:[/b] [@POOHEAD189] [@Pundii] [@Lady Amalthea] [@Xtreme][/center][hr]	Lana wrinkled her nose at the sight of hot rod playing with his toothpick and raised an eyebrow at the look on his face. She hated when guys looked at her like she was a precious little doll and she had to stop herself from beating the look off of his face. She scoffed at his words, rolled her eyes and wandered past him, her shoulder hitting into his side a little as she walked back over to her table of drinks. She saw the crate of beers on the table with the food and looked around for the security chicks that had brought them out.

	She spotted the one that wasn’t dealing with hot rod heading back to the smoker where she looked like she was just as ready to hit the guy in the face as she was and she smirked. She whistled over to her and waved when Lorna looked up. Lana pointed at the beers and then pointed to her table and gave a thumbs up with a questioning look at Lorna. Lorna nodded and gave a small thumb up as she realised what this strange little creature was meaning by her motions. 

	Taking the agreement, Lana grabbed the crate and brought it over to her table where all the drinks seemed to have accumulated. That worked fine by her as she loved being able to see who had been drinking most so that she could slip some things out of pockets when they weren’t expecting it. Although she didn’t plan to do that tonight due to it being her neighbours, but it was always nice to know everyone’s habits that lived around her. She noticed a new guy, one she didn’t recognise and was very attractive, standing nearby with a drink but she didn’t know if he was a crasher or a tenant so she kept quiet for now.

	Lana sat around with a cup of pure vodka in her left hand and sipped at it as she watched a rather angry fella wander over to her table. She raised her eyebrows in surprise as he downed a shot without a second thought and she couldn’t help but smiling appreciatively. She heard him muttering and then looked over to the media circus that he’d just escaped from. [color=B00000]“Bothersome lot, aren’t they?”[/color] She nodded her head in the direction that he had come from and filled his shot cup with vodka again.

	Lana’s head shot up and over to one of the young women standing by the food tables and smoker as she screamed at something. Lana wondered if shit had hit the fan already and awaited the response from the media circus before she realised that it was just one neighbour scaring another and she laughed, rolling her eyes. [color=B00000]“At least that was a harmless scream…”[/color] She saw the handsome man talking to the angry man. Had he just called him detective? Seemed she was filling up a cop’s cup, oh well. So long as she kept herself clean she’d be fine.

	She noticed one of the women from the yellow building looking over to the detective and the hot guy and she smiled and waved over to her. [color=B00000]“Fancy a drink? We’ve got beer, vodka and more vodka. Come have a cup, I’ve got mixers!”[/color] Lana began to organise the cups and set the mixer bottles against rows of cups with pre-poured vodka and listened in to the conversation that the two men were now having until something else took her attention away.[hr][hr][center][h1][color=olive]Lorna Dunn[/color][/h1]
[img]http://images.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/Ali-Larter-ali-larter-107900_400_600.jpg[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Boston Heights: Courtyard – The Block Party
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Alicia, Lawson, Cam, Lyndsay[hr][b]Interaction Tags:[/b] [@Lady Amalthea] [@Xtreme] [@DizzyIsabella][/center][hr]	Staring out the weird little bike man, Lorna kept a deadpan look on her face. She couldn’t stop herself from snorting with laughter at the guy’s comment of how he could ‘fuck shit up’ and she could hardly breathe from the sheer comedy behind it. [color=olive]“Was I fuckin’ talkin’ to you? No, so keep your fuckin’ BS to yourself, shitbird.”[/color] Her voice was hard but her face showed no emotion. Like a little twerp like him could fuck anything up. He was a blowhard in her eyes now and she just turned away from him as he clearly wasn’t worth her time anymore. Alicia could deal with his shit; she didn’t have time for idiots.

	Going back to the smoker, Lorna took her plate back and thanked Lawson for keeping it warm for her in her absence. She then saw the married couple that had moved in a while back that were friendly with Lawson and she gave a smile and wave to them as they came over. They acted cute and it made Lorna sick to her stomach. She definitely wasn’t into the whole lovebird scene and thought it was best kept behind closed doors but she would never say anything to them about it. That would just be plain rude.

	Lorna heard the comment from Alicia and she gripped her beer bottle and spun around so fast that it would have made anyone looking at her dizzy. She tossed the bottle directly at their patio and heard it shattering on the wall above the window where the glass and beer splashed down and dropped on top of Tank’s motorcycle and she grinned. Well it may not have hit Alicia because the woman was too used to her methods but she had hoped that it might have hit Tank but oh well, dirtying up his bike was good enough in her eyes. [color=olive]"Sorry about Leash, Lawson. She's just out to get hit today it seems."[/color] She rolled her eyes and tried to hide the blush on her cheeks.

	Turning back to her other neighbours, Lorna nodded appreciatively at Mrs. White when she mentioned that Mr. White, Cam, was a former Marine as well. Three Marines in two buildings in close proximity was a rare thing when they were no longer on duty. It was a nice change of pace from being surrounded by civvies all the time. [color=olive]“Yeah, if you ever wanna grab a beer and care to exchange stories that you’re willin’ to share, I’m open for it.”[/color] She grabbed another bottle of beer and opened it on the top of the table before taking a swig and holding it in her free hand.

	Eating the concoction created by El Jefe had definitely fucked her brain up with the cold and she widened her eyes at the suggestion from Mrs. White and tried it out. Her brain hurt significantly less and she had such a look of relief on her face that she couldn’t help but give a genuine and warm smile to the woman. [color=olive]“Thank you kindly, ma’am. That definitely helped. Need to remember that trick in future.”[/color] She then realised she hadn’t properly introduced herself to them. Holding her hand out to both of them in turn, she shook their hand firmly and smiled. [color=olive]“The name is Lorna, by the by. Pleasure to meet you both properly.”[/color][hr]