Today was an interesting journey..
On way to meet friend at station. Ummm he appears a lot in todays account, and probably will in future..
I will call him Bob for anonymity sake ^_^
I walk past some girl on the phone outside the station, she looks shy, she looks busy, she looks at me, she puts down fone.
I light my cigarette and she looks at me one more time
Dark Jedi: Going anywhere cool tonight?
Girl from bench: I'm waiting for a friend. -Smiles- You?
I tell her how my friend is meant to meet me but in some complex confusing way. Something like, he will come up there, I will go down there. Numerous homosexually suggestive innuendo
She laughs
Her phone rings and she says sorry, please wait.
/me waits and friend calls me
She smiles at me. Someones eager..
Dark jedi: Talk neg talk neg- my negs r sweet like honey and bees-
Dark Jedi: Will I see you again? We shouldn't leave it to coincidence-I've been let down by that too much, and you look beautiful.
*Dark jedi touches or brushes her left cheek with the back of his hand extremly softly so its as if I didn't touch*- doesn't stop talking
Something about how the universe gives one chance for us to take, about how language is amazing, the way it effects the mind.
I give her my phone. She types her number in kisses my cheeks, leaves.
I continue my journey.
The second target came later, and in a bar pub like place and by now there were three of us. My wing and his younger cousin who is seemingly fearless in approach but needs a little refinement, a little modification to his game. I suppose its because he's young and eager, but he has bravery, and observing him I can see its not enough. But he's young, and I think, to really excel at pick up art you really need to have a lot of indepth relationship experience with a few women-it has the effect of making you know women are no better then men, and somewhat more twisted-
Actually, having seen what you guys study at this site. I'm impressed, if I had been taught this stuff in school I would never have made half the mistakes I made, but alas, everyone believes relationship skills and the games that people play amongst each other, should be learnt with suffering and pain and they didn't even tell me I would feel heart broken when my first girlfriend left me or the strategy's women employ be it unconsciously or whatever.
But anyway..
We saw a couple of girls at the bar. I asked my wing
Dark Jedi: How would you open a set at a bar?
Bob: Watch
So I did. One curly brunette with a cute nose leaning back with her back against the bar, another straight haired brunette beside her.
Bob: How about if I won't waste my time and get straight to the point?
*The mind of the dark jedi*: Noooooo, wtf is he doing? He's usually succesful, how is he going to get anywhere like that?
*What the dark jedi observes*: They looked shocked. Unimpressed, but with giggles starting to form on the corners of their lips.
Bob: I'm a straight forward guy. I hate those guys who talk a lot of crap when really they're only after one thing.
*The mind of the dark jedi*: Please god, no more.
Bob: So how about I get to the point. I like you and you like me.
They laugh and the smiles refuse to leave their lips
-please note, pretty much anything -can- work so long as its delivered properly, delivery is key, understanding of the target, being able to read what she will like is a key.
*Dark jedi and cousin of Bob swoop like Vultures, the two set is ours and from here on we spend a while chatting with continuous suggestions that we have to leave but these two girls keep talking and I kinda liked the one my friend isn't interested in an she seems to kinda like me so I ask for her email address I want to send her something..
Bob takes girls number.
We got outside, fool about with a few sets on the benches, then go cross the street to some other bar.
Bobs little cousin throws up
We leave and hire him a cab.
Next we go to some club, Inferno, in Clapham North.
My advice is never to go to that club and I have a number of reasons
1. It has a no readmission policy. So once you're in you have to stay there until you leave and they won't let you in a again unless you pay and no, you're not allowed out even for a cigarette.
2. Its too noisy. Its impossible to talk without shouting a few centimetres away. So all linguistic advantage is weakened.
3. Women in clubs like Inferno have more barriers up. They assume guys will be chasing them. Which is usually the case I suppose, but they assume the guys will be drunk and well, that is usually the case I suppose.
4. Its called Inferno
But I did get a couple of kisses in there. But I fail to remember what opener I used on the first one or anything I said and the second one started playing with my scarf..
-clever usage of peacock theory works, remember its a fine line between peacocking and looking stupid. Must look cool
Dark jedi: Bob, lets get out of here
*Dark jedi and Bob leave the club, talking with everyone on the way out- I assume it gave us social proof or whatever you would call it*
We found a sweet little New zealander outside, I cover her with cute negs and by now, much more importantly I can light a cigarette and as you know.. in the smoking area, closing numbers is guaranteed a large portion of the time, so we spend a few hours with her..
We go home.
Pretty wide eyed, blonde comes in the bus. She looks at me. I ignore her.
I get of the bus and she gets of after me and I ignore her cross the road and I look back and she looks at me and I turn and approach, but oh no, she's with friends.. its important to look cool and approachable- cos they just left us to talk..
Dark Jedi: I saw you in the bus and you have a beautiful gold aura, but you look a little unhappy.
*Blondes mouth beams*- they usually love new age stuff
We talk, number close, I go home.