Beeping Hole

[lelu]

Lelu freak-en hate this place however they have some great drinks. It was a F-ing clean place as when she first walked in to the doors. They stop her taking all her weapons. She felt so bare with out her weapon on her side and ready to pull out on any pin head that tries anything with her. Oh how she long to see their faces before she stabs her dagger in their chest. It was a wonderful site to her to see that blood flow out and their scream and cursing her. It made her sad life have meaning to it again. However his place did not allow that here.

It was freak-en dull with out a about people getting piss off and starting a fight or something. she sat down at a bar and started to drink the stuff that really bring hair to one chest. She call it a Man's drink and anyone who can't drink it well they are not a man. But she sat there drinking away but mostly thinking to herself as there was nothing going on. This place was dull with out some action going on. F-ing rules....

[Erik]

Erik walked into the bar, immediately leaving in weapons at the front. He took a seat at one of the tables and kicked back. Since he was the only one in at his table for two, he put his feet up on the opposite chair. He got a couple of weird looks from people who saw blood on the shoulder of his outfit. He had been hunting and skinning no a little blood spray was completely normal.

He smiled at the waitress who came up to take his order. "Ah yes, hmm, drink, hmm." He tapped his chin pondering. Typically he didn't drink, as it messed up his aim. Should he treat himself? He wasn't sure. "Nah, nothing for now. Some of the people snickered at his response. How lame that he was drinking, but it's who he was.

[lelu]

Lelu looked over at a man who came in then turn back to her drink. "Hey geezer! I need another one" she yelled at the bar tender. "Hey when your at it give the girly girl a some milk" She said pointed back to the hooded guy. She left her drink as she took a big gulp out of it and drank it all. "Ahhh~! That put some hair on a real man" She said making sure she said it loud.

The other people in the bar seem to chuckle at her statements. She got her refill as the waitress gave the guy at the table some milk. She looked at her drink as she smirk at it. She can drink a whole lot of this and not get drunk from it. Of course it does kill her brain but she does not care one bit as long she can still fight and make someone's life a living hell she doe snot care.

[Erik]

Erik couldn't help but notice that he was being mocked. Sure, he got some milk. He appreciated the gesture of free milk, shrugging off the insult. He did wonder though, was she looking for trouble, or was she just a little out of it. And should he respond with a comeback or with tact and grace. No, he had spent too much time thinking to be able to make an adequate comeback.

Instead he got up off out of his chair and walked over to where Lelu was at the bar. He didn't sit down, instead he faced her standing and smiled. "I appreciate the kind gesture, and the free milk." He took a swig of the milk. "That really does hit the spot, you know? Thank you milady."

[lelu]

Lelu looked to the side to see the man in the hood come up the the bar next to her but does not seat down. He seem to be smiling at her then took a drink of the milk saying thanks for it. Then called her a lay as she made a face at him. "So you rather drink cow piss like a baby then milk that comes from a real women" She said to him as she heard the area because quite for a moment as there was some laughter still.

"Whatever" She waved her hand as she pick up her drink and chuck it down.
"I see you can't handle this real drink. Just have to find you a new outfit" She said as she nods to herself. "Yes I see a pink dress with bows and ribbons with matching high heal. Oh we don't want to forget the make-up with the hair done and heck I bet you make a prefect girly girl. You be taken out to ballroom dancing or whatever crap it is. Just you might get your self a man then" She said as she kept on talking on how girly he is.

[Erik]

Erik leaned up on the bar, facing her, listening to her little rant about how he should be put in a dress and be off ballroom dancing. She certainly had quite the attitude. But she was easy on the eyes, so Erik didn't really complain. In a way she was right, he probably couldn't handle the drink, but her insults amused him more than anything else.

"This all coming from the "real man" with a set of nice knockers and a pair of shorts that barely covers his own ass?" He figured he might as well throw a few words around while she was. He wasn't about to get one-upped by some "real man" saying how he should be in a dress. "You a betting lady? Maybe I can handle one of your real drinks. Barkeep. You know what I want." He snapped his fingers, awaiting his drinks, removing his hood, letting his shaggy brown hair show as he waited.

[lelu]

Lelu smirk at his cockiness as he said a real man is. "I see you got some balls ok then" She said as she laughed as she nodded to the bartender for the drinks. As soon the drinks got her she slap the guy across the back as she grin. "Of course I'm a betting women. Let say who drinks it the fastest wins boy loser gets whatever they want" She said as she had lean forward a bit to show off her chest. "Alright let go" she said to him. Of course she was going to stunt him her her Beguile a bit to make him slow down. She not the type who likes to lose after all.

She said as she looked at the bartender to give the que to go. As soon he did she took the drink and went to chucking it down. She can hear the bar cheering the two on as they had their drinking contest. The drink was strong as it make a straight man silly if the person never had it before. It was called a DI and only few knows it real name.

[Erik]

Erik had his drink and was prepared to drink it down as fast as he could. However, as he received the call to go he was momentarily distracted by her showing off slightly. By the time he shrugged it off the race had already begun and he was behind as is. He quickly took to shoving the drink down his gullet.

The drink was strong, no doubt about that. He pounded it down as fast as he could, but he was never a big drinker, and especially with his slow start he had lost the race. A shiver ran through his body and he let out a manly belch. That was one powerful drink.

"Woah, 'scuse me. well, it appears I have lost." He leaned back on the bar, looking at the one who had bested him in a drinking game. Even without the beguiling, he probably would have lost, but that just made it so one-sided. He wondered what would happen now that he had lost.

[lelu]

Lelu raise he glass up high as she finished as the bar cheered. It was really no contest really but a winner is still a winner after all. She set her glass down as she laughed at the boy as he said he lost to her. "Looks like your should stick to milk still boy" She said mocking him a bit before she looked at him. She looked him over and wonder what kind of weapons and items he had on him.

"Ok boy I going to give you three choices to choose from. I keep to keep one of your weapons my choice of course, second one is the secret, and third is I get to have one of your items again my choice" She said to him waiting for him to choose. She held up three fingers waiting him to choose one so she can get her prize after all. Either way she was going to enjoy this.

[Erik]

Erik pondered his options, tapping his chin, ignoring the heckling from a couple of the patrons. The weapons option was completely out of the question, he made his own weapons, and they held too much sentimental value. The giving over of an item seemed a bit more reasonable, but he never really had much on him save for some gifts for the less fortunate.

"Well then, you've really put me in a tight spot here. But, of course, in the spirit of gamesmanship, I will choose. And my choice is..." he waited a moment, gathering people's attention, letting them sit on his words. He always had a flair for this kind of drama.

"...Option 2!" A couple of patrons arched an eyebrow. Taking a secret option was always a risky move, but the drama, the mystery, they called to him like a siren. And he just couldn't resist.

[lelu]

Lelu sighed as she waited as people looked around. Glaring at the people who gotten to close as like hell she was going to let people bug her right now. As soon he choose she put one and three down on her finger flicking him off with the middle finger. She smirk as she kind of knew he was going to choose this one. "I was going to give you this one either way but this makes it so much easier now" She said as she looked to the bartender.

The bartender slid her over some room keys as she grabs them and then grab the hooded boy. Her strenght was super strong more like a man's grip then a females. She started to pull or rather drag the guy heading upstairs. The Bar people seem to be stun as some wish they did the contest with her and other hope the boy will be ok. She took him in to a room as she closed the door and locked it as she looked at him. "Look your going to f*** me until I pass out but if you pass out before me then I'm going to make you my slave. Simple as that boy" She said as she takes off her shit. "Now show me what you got"

[Faded out]

[Erik]

Erik smirked and shook his head as she flipped him right off.

As she dragged him he felt like his wrist was being put through a vice. "Ow ow, no need to break my wrist. That's my good wrist." He was at least able to keep his footing as she dragged him up the stairs and into a solitary room. As he looked her over once she began to explain what was going to happen and he was quite taken aback. He wasn't really expecting her to be like this with him, but he lost the race and had to oblige her.

"Yes, exactly what I would expect from a real man." As he removed his armor, every part of him was telling him to leave. This could get ugly and violent. But he was a man of dignity, and he agreed to the terms. If these were the terms, then so be it.

FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADE[/i][/u]

[Nightmare Darklight]

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