Post by Jasper Rain Vásquez on Jul 5, 2013 17:29:48 GMT -5
The sun was setting as Jasper drove, she was headed to work. She always dreaded going to work, dealing with drunks trying to hit on her. But she needed the money and a bartender made good tips. As she made the last turn into the parking lot, she could see all the bikes and vintage cars parked, awaiting to enter the bar. As she put her car in park, she rested her head against the leather seat. With a sigh escaping her lips she took the keys from the ignition, she opened the door and let her conversed covered feet hit the gravel. With a swift movement she slammed the door shut and made her way to the entrance. With the turn of her key she opened the bar. "Alright, come on in." She said making her way behind the bar, flipping on lights along the way. She set her purse under the counter and pulled her teal locks into a tight ponytail and tying her apron around her waist.
Post by Alekzander Faustine on Jul 7, 2013 16:21:24 GMT -5
The male walked in to the bar, siting down alone and watching everybody. The girl behind the bar was doing her best to keep up with the drinks. Many of the males where getting exceptionally drunk by now, and several had made passes at the female. This was an a common occurrence at a bar, something Alekzander had seen time and time again. There was however a minor difference.
Five of the males moving about the bar had the same tattoo, all on the same place. A gang, that's what they where. They where also no where near as drunk as they should have been for the way they where acting and the amount they drank, and they all where obedient to a single male who had been flirting with the bartender hardest. The third thing; they where weres. This was a pack, and they where hunting...for a toy. The way the Alpha was behaving, they had made their choice and it was the cute little bar tender.
Post by Sarah Madelynn Webster on Jul 7, 2013 17:29:18 GMT -5
Cursing silently to herself, Sarah pushed through the small crowd of people surrounding the door of the bar. She was late, again, and needed to get in there and get to work. Jasper would be mad. Again. Rolling her gaze skyward, she pulled open the door and stepped into the dimly lit room. "I know, I know. I'm late, again," she said to the bartender, jumping over the bar to stand behind it. Pulling an apron on over the pale blue dress that clung so well to her curves, the young woman knotted the mass of red curls at the base of her neck. "I'm so sorry, I slept late," she said apologetically, smiling at the other woman. Bringing a bottle of Jack Daniels to her lips, she took a swig. She needed to be at least slightly drunk to be able to be mean enough to bar-tend. She took another swig before settling the bottle into its normal place behind the bar.
Post by Jasper Rain Vásquez on Jul 7, 2013 17:51:13 GMT -5
She was filling mason jars with beer, when the other bartender hopped behind the bar. " Its fine, just please just try to be on time tomorrow." She said handing the mason jars to three bearded biker dudes. She looked to the man who had just came in, rolling her eyes at the guy who had been flirting with her all night. "Can I get you something?" She asked him, wiping her hands on the towel over her shoulder. With a smile she started to dry glasses as she waited for the mans response. Looking to Sarah, She asked " Can you take care of those guys at the end of the bar. They've been drinking Bud light all night." She said shaking her head. Every time they asked her to have a shot with her she refused. She was about to cut them off after two more beers. With a sigh she continued to stock the glasses.
Post by Alekzander Faustine on Jul 7, 2013 18:10:14 GMT -5
The male was looking around wondering what he was going to do, looking around takin in to note exits and entrances as well as possible weapons for both the enemy and himself despite the fact he had one of his pistols. That was until he was asked what he wanted. He looked at the brilliant haired girl, noticing the other girl enter who was clearly very late. He took this in wondering if the other female could be counted as a friend or ally. This was not going to end well. Not at all. He nodded leaned close to be heard. "A glass of ice please. That's all." He leaned back watching as the gang became rowdier and almost all other patrons left.
The elemental slowly dropped his right hand to his side, gripping his pistol tightly. One of the weres disappeared in to the back, and an extremely loud noise came from the direction. Alekzander swallowed hard as he gripped the ice glass in his left hand slowly standing up as if he was about to leave. He tipped the glass back as if drinking the last of something that wasn't ever there, his grip slipping to the back or the glass and gripping it that way instead of a normal manner.
Post by Sarah Madelynn Webster on Jul 7, 2013 18:25:04 GMT -5
Smiling softly towards the customers, she continued to take orders and give out drinks. It looked pretty packed, a busy night in the bar. She jumped, though, and spilled Jack all over the bartop when a loud noise sounded from the back of the bar. "Shit!" she cursed, wiping up the large puddle of liquid. Her eyes widened, and she glanced up at Jasper, raising a brow. "What the hell was that?" she asked, tossing the dirty towel into a hamper stored behind the bar. She seriously wanted to know what that noise was. It sounded like it was coming from the back. Was it a raccoon again? She thought she had boarded up the hole the coons had bit into the wall. A movement caught her eye, and she glanced over in time to see a man getting up to leave. Nostrils flared, taking in the scents of the air around her. She smelled were. And something else, something she couldn't quite figure out.
Post by Vrases Claudt on Jul 7, 2013 23:14:30 GMT -5
sitting quietly, Vrases sat at the bar as he continued to watch as the group of weres began to get rowdier and rowdier. "theyre a disgrace to my kind, all of those fuckers, causing such a loud ruckus." Vrases was in a bad mood to say the least; he had run into an old orphan from his earlier days in germany somehow and they had argued, like he always did with people from his past. on top of that, he simply was having a shit day; he had also gotten a message from a friend saying someone he knew had passed away from suicide, sadly. deciding to drown his sorrows in weed and alcohol, he had come to the bar for a peaceful night out, when these assholes decided to ruin it. "you know what, fuck this, ive had enough." draining the last of his contents of his beer, he tapped one of the bikers on the shoulder and brought him in the back, saying that he had a proposition for him and his crew. "how about you guys get out of here, and leave quietly? otherwise, im going to kill every single last one of you here in this damn bar." feeling his eyes change into slits looking at the biker, he watched as the were felt his eyes shift as well; looks like a fight was imminent. grabbing a bottle from nearby, he smashed it into the mans face, and continued to beat the man senseless. Normally, he would never have done something so stupid, but he was fueled by alcohol and pushed over the edge with rage and grief.
as he continued to beat the man, he stood up and let himself be fully taken over by insanity and primal instincts.walking out of the back, he looked around at the people left; all that was there was the barmaids, a man who stared at him who seemed to know what he was, and the bikers;perfect. feeling his teeth grow as he continued his actions, he summoned up water and grabbed the two men, hurling them out of the bar without damaging the bar luckily. jumping on top of the first one, he continued to beat him and turned to the other, grabbing him by the head and continued to bash it against the wall. grabbing the other, he grabbed him by the throat and squeezed until he felt the man stop thrashing, feeling the bloodlust control him, howling for continuation of it all. letting the man go, he felt himself grab his face and hold it in his hands, and yelled up at the heavens in a shout of pure anguish. reacting to the overflowing amounts of emotions coming from the were, he felt himself conjure up a massive storm, containing only a torrential downpour, no lightening or anything;that was beyond his power. completely exhausted, he sat down and crumpled in the rain, sitting down with his back against the bar. staring off into nothing, he grabbed a cigarette and lite up, puffing thoughtfully somehow as the rain continued to pour, and looked p with dead eyes at the person from the bar who came to see what happened. "i really shouldn't have done that.....that was so stupid..." he said, saying somewhat quietly.
Last Edit: Jul 7, 2013 23:15:03 GMT -5 by Vrases Claudt
Post by Sarah Madelynn Webster on Jul 7, 2013 23:33:55 GMT -5
Sarah followed the man out the back door and into the downpour, raising a hand instinctively over her head, as if that would keep the rain off of her. There he sat, against the back wall of the bar, smoking a cigarette in the pouring rain. Rolling her gaze skyward, she dropped gently to her knees in front of the man, raising a slim red brow. What was wrong with him? She could smell it, he was a were as well. Tilting her head, she leaned towards him and frowned. "Are you okay, sir?" She listened to him speak before a smile twitched at the corner of her mouth. "Yea, it was pretty stupid. I could have handled the situation," she said, brow furrowing. Why he had beaten the living daylights out of those men, she didn't know. But she sincerely wanted to. So, she came out to ask him what the hell had happened. And, that, she would find out.
