Kira laughed watching the male's around her in the bar. Although she didn't drink a drop the boys who got absolutely rip roaring drunk where amusing. She was looking for a man, but she wasn't sure if she was looking for a 'good time' or just...well a good time in something of a none sexual sense. She turned away from the rowdy men and tapped a finger on the bar. The bartender shook his head, grinning and slid her another glass of ice water. To an untrained eye she was drinking vodka or something else clear. To anybody NOT drunk already she was drinking heavily, to anybody sober she wasn't drinking at all. A strange way of going about it, but she simply didn't drink. End of discussion.
Turning around on her stool, she grinned and looked back out at the men, letting her gaze roam over them one at a time. She paused at some of the women as well, but most of those where drunken sloozies who she wasn't interested in. STDs where NOT on her list of things to pick up from a bar. All but two of the women here besides herself looked like they may be crawling. Especially by the sight of the two or three guys all over them even with rough male hands down their shirts and up their skirts. She rolled her eyes. Why wouldn't a guy approach HER...and not one of those skanks.
Turning back to the bar she sighed and nodded at the bartender. "Thanks Al, I'll go for the evening." As customary, she left a ten dollar tip for him even though she had not technically spent any money in the bar. Probably the only reason Al let her spend time here. Several other bars had thrown her out because she wouldn't spend some kind of money in their establishment. She simply did not act right under alcohol's influence. So she stayed dry, away from the drink completely.
Post by Adam Alexander Helviath on Aug 30, 2013 10:33:53 GMT -5
Adam pulled up in a beast of a truck as it roared into the parking spot. The road had called to Adam once more as he left Chicago. He had been working a few normal jobs here and there making money in legitimate manners. He walked out of the truck and started to head toward the bar. No keys or anything in hand as the truck turned off and locked as it's master seemed to leave it.
The man walks in clad in a leather jacket that seemed to be littered with bullet holes, scratches, and just wear and tear. His shirt was normal underneath, nothing seemingly out of the ordinary as his hood was up. His jeans had also seen better days and his boots were battle scarred as well. Removing his hood he slowly steps into the bar, his neck and face had a few scars on them but nothing to take away from his handsome features. Something under his jacket shone just momentarily before it was gone. Removing the sunglasses upon his face revealed deep blue eyes, stressed by a life time of things no man should see.
One of the bar wenches leaned over toward him as he came up to the bar and he simply got up from the first stool he sat at, lifted the whiskey on the rocks he ordered, and moved down two seats. When the wench continued he proceeded to put a hand on her face, stand up, and do the same thing once more. Thankfully the woman got the hint the second time around as Adam was now just a few seats from the woman drinking water. Adam perks a brow as the woman started to get up, unaware that she just previously told the bartender she was leaving. "Don't let me be a bother hun... I'll move somewhere else..." he starts to get up once more.
Kira watched as a pretty decent looking man who had just entered made an attempt to escape an annoying slut who was coming hard on to him already. When the stupid, rather drunken girl still didn't get the hint the man struck her across the face, then again on the other side. Kira shook her head grinning. That was EXACTLY why she didn't drink. However when the man made to move again she grabbed his arm and gently but firmly guided him back to his seat. "No, that is is quite alright. I was planning to leave before you showed up. Now...I might just stay." She grinned and moved over next to him and she put a hand on the guy's shoulder beside him.
"Move!" She hissed, and the man instantly got up and vacated the seat. She grinnned and sat beside the male, looking at the bartender who slid her another 'drink'. She took it and sipped upon it looking at the male. "So, what's your name sir and what brings you to this side of town. Your clearly not from around here. Especially with those cloths. You kinda stand out." She looked around the bar which was filled mostly with richy rich looking boys looking for a one nighter. "Of course I don't blame you...these boys are all mostly losers still living off mommy and daddy's money." She rolled her eyes and looked back at him smiling a slightly coy smile.
Post by Adam Alexander Helviath on Aug 30, 2013 18:40:17 GMT -5
Adam smiles with silver in his words. "I'd tell you some mysterious movie quote from a movie long before your young time in an attempt to woo you but I'll just smile and say I'm...." he extends his hand very smoothly to her with "a Traveler... Call me Adam..." The man seemed to have a way with words, he came in for a drink but it seemed he made a friend. What kind of friend is to be determined or at least what friend she was thinking might be the better question. "And you my dear? Who do I make the pleasure of meeting?"
Regardless Adam decided to flirt with the woman who forced a man out of their comfortable bar seat just to chat with him. Recently life had been throwing him hard ball after hard ball and this simply made him smile. One night stands were not his thing and hopefully this woman was not after such a thing. He didn't want to make the woman feel dejected of whatever if he refuses.
When the bartender comes over he smiles and simply asks for a tall jack and coke. It took far more alcohol than the people in the bar to get him tipsy and he simply enjoyed the burn to help him forget. A
Kira had had plenty of one night stands, but that was simply because she had yet to find the right one to rolls multiple times in the hay with. She sighed and and sipped her water watching the man. "Well Traveler, how long do you plan on staying around? A few hours, the night, a few days? This isn't my home after all, but I've been living her a few months. Know the people pretty well I guess, but I have a decent enough apartment. If you simply need a place to crash....well..." She left it hanging there and sipped her water again.
"You don't have to decide now. I really just wanna sit her and chat for now. So...Traveller, I like that for now till I know you well enough to call you Adam. Traveller, what do you do for a living?" She leaned closer, pressing her side against him as she whispered in his ear. "I saw that piece you have. It looks nice and one that nice isn't just for show. It's a way of life. I have several of my own, although nothing so fancy." She pulled away smiling and sipped her water again.
She was interested in the man, he seemed different and interesting. Not things she usually encountered around these parts. This town was a by the book, everyday day almost exactly the same as the last. Boring....but a good place to lay low for a while, have some fun and figure out where she was going next and what she was gonna do. Hard choices for a woman in her position.
Post by Toksyck Riot on Aug 30, 2013 21:39:39 GMT -5
Riot sat quietly in a corner contacts in her eyes to hide the brilliant pink that is her eyes. She leans back against the wall and waves off a man, her green hair is mostly tied up with her bangs hanging down but pushed out of her face. Her contacts blue that looked purple because of the pink. She sits back her pale skin cold to the touch. A soft almost purple lipstick covers her lips, though not enough to look skanky by any means. Around her neck and wrists were restraints, and she wore a tight tank top, camouflage cargo pants, miltary style combat boots. Hidden all over her person were knives, and in her bag hidden from sight was her broken down rifle, though it could be put together in a flash with how Riot knew her baby. Her clothes, hair, and eyes left many men wanting her. She seems though to be shooing them all away. Her eyes are on everything and nothing at the same time, seeing Adam she smiles takes her bag and starts to walk over but he was talking to someone.
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Post by Adam Alexander Helviath on Aug 30, 2013 21:44:35 GMT -5
Adam chuckles. "I appreciate it hun... I'm not interested in one night stands hun... I've had one too many... NOW..." he turns in his chair ever so slightly to look at her leaning on him. "If I am in the wrong and you were simply invitin' me over for conversation in a quieter atmosphere and some discussion about profession... Or some mario cart... I'm sweet at that." he muses with a loud laugh.
"Sorry... In my line of work, I've had to watch a few kids and a lil mario cart never steered me wrong." he made the pun for his own pleasure and if she chuckled was her own accord. "Now... I have not slept in a bed in a few nights, I'm just thankful that I can shower and wash my cloths frequently." he chuckles
Adam leans in as well as he finally answers her other question. "I am called many names but I hate all of them... I prefer the title well... now I prefer traveler..." he laughs. "If we hit it off in conversation and split a pizza, my treat mind you, I'll tell ya a bit more...." he leans back over as he seems to shift his gaze around the bar, always returning his gaze toward her. He seems to only look around and loud noises and behaviors obscure to normal behavior. Adam is a very distracted man as he noticed Riot walking toward him. Adam smiled "Deamons in a van... it's Riot..." He waves her over. "I know that one..." looked over to his new friend.
Post by Atalaya DeLuca on Sept 1, 2013 21:43:06 GMT -5
Atalaya was sitting by herself, nursing a bourbon, and fending off unrelenting male and female advances. None of them interested her, for all of them were humans, and humans didn't last long with her. One male was too interested and Atalaya finally had to backhand him slightly for him to get the message. Her fire was getting anxious, wanting to burn some sense into these drunk idiots, but Atalaya was holding it at bay.
What was really drawing her attention was the hunter and the other elemental. A Dark Elemental at that. She could almost see the girls dark aura, but she didn't care for it. A vampire drew her gaze as well, one that was heading for the hunter, probably to start something.
A sly grin spread across Atalaya's red lips when she noticed a concealed dagger on the vampires person. She could only assume there were more. The bag that she held probably had another weapon or more in it. Atalaya took a swing of her drink and settled back, waiting.
