Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2013 12:33:36 GMT -5
Friday night and the place was rocking. Stepping inside the rough and rowdy biker bar called THE PIT, Jessica Coulter was glad she'd decided to wear her black leather pants, a blood red chemise under a black vest and her ass kicking boots. She had a feeling in this crowd, she might need the freedom they gave her if things got out of hand. The short leather mini's some of the girls wore would have put her at a decided disadvantage and that was something she made a point never to be at.
Observing the crowd for a moment, the young woman went through her game strategy and then pasted on a smile. Rumor had it that a certain hunter with knowledge of the case she was working on liked to lurk here on his down time. She was here to find out just what it was he seemed to think he knew and figure out if it actually had any bearing on the search she was attempting to pull off.
With her chocolate colored locks pulled up on the side but left to fall down her back in a waterfall of lush curls, Jessie hoped she'd be able to charm the information she needed out of her prey. Looks always seemed to have the power to weaken a mans resolve and she wasn't above taking advantage of that fact if it got her what she wanted. However, if that didn't work, she was always willing to take a shot at the other too.
Looking around the crowded place, the huntress arched a brow and then headed for the bar. Not seeing the object of her search, she cozied up to the counter and ordered a double shot of Jack. Bless the Heavenly father for at least getting one thing right. Jim, Jack, and Jose were a girls best friends after a week from hell like she'd had. Between running into Ryder at the other bar, getting in the tussle with the were's in the park and having Caleb need stitchs, her life was one cluster fuck after another.
When the man behind the bar slid a shot glass in front of her, she tossed it back and ordered another along with a beer chaser. The guy beside her turned to give her a leer but the look on her face must have given him second thoughts as he paled and turned back to the makeup plastered wench on his other side.
Grinning a bit wickedly, she took another double and then headed back through the joint towards the pool tables. Even though she was here on business, that didn't mean she couldn't have a little fun now did it? A bit of extra cash in her pocket wouldn't hurt her feelings any and the poor saps at the far table looked like they were just itching to lose some pocket change.
Approaching the corner, she made a show of sliding on to an empty chair by a small table. The stools were tall enough that her feet were off the ground and she crossed her legs and took up an age old feminine pose. As the dudes eyes shot over to her, she took her drink and then sipped from her beer. From there the rest was childs play as the leader seemed to make a decision and approached her with an arrogant smirk.
"Hey little lady... Whats a fine looking woman like yourself doing sitting here all alone?"
Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Jessie instead widened her eyes and gave him a dazzling smile that seemed to be all innocence.
"OH.. I'm sorry.... I was just having a drink... Am I disturbing you? I've found myself fascinated with the game of pool but I've never really learned to play much."
Laughing, the man stepped closer.
"Thats no problem, sweet thing. I'd be happy to show you whatever it is you want to know."
"OH yeah, you big dumb ox, I just bet you would" Jess thought to herself even as she giggled and batted her eyelashes at him. Raising her voice to a coo she said aloud. "Oh REALLY?? WOULD YOU?? I would ADORE THAT!"
Puffing up like a big stupid rooster, the man cast a grin over his shoulder at his companion and Jess supressed the urge to snort. These sorts were always to easy. As he turned back to her, the waitress approached and after asking her what she was drinking, the man ordered them all new drinks and then helped her off the stool so that she could "have a closer look" at the game table. e
