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In Beacon Hills where all the nasties that go bump in the night live, it's no surprise that tensions run high and people fall hard.
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Post by Kellan Alexander Reynolds on Jun 25, 2013 10:50:25 GMT -5
Leave it to a woman to go bat shit psycho over some perceived insult. Was it any wonder he avoided relationships like the plague?
Those were Kell's first thoughts as he caught the sight of a descending beer bottle from the corner of his eye. Before he could react, however, the ebony haired vixen in front of him pulled a superwoman move and the glass meant to smash in his face was deflected by her arm. As the noise of the bottle shattering resounded through the air, the hunter started to his feet, ready to intercede, but soon found his efforts completely unneeded. With lightening quick actions, his "girlfriend" had the other woman by the throat and then a loud "TWACK" rang out as she headbutted the other woman into oblivion.
Dammmmmmmmmmmmn. Remind him never to piss this chick off.
As the redhead hit the ground with an inelegant grunt and "Mary" turned back to level her fierce gaze upon him, Kellan was have tempted to raise his hands in surrender. What for, he wasn't sure but something told him that his companion would have a price to be paid for the timely rescue. Not that he cared about that as long as it involved something more pleasant than the headbutt that she'd just treated Red too. Idly, he wondered if she were some sort of dominatrix or something and suddenly decided that he might just be down with it if she wore a leather corset and a sexy pair of knee high boots to kick his ass in.
Those thoughts were probably why it took a moment to compute her next words and then he was shaking his head. "I'm afraid my pockets are quite deep enough for Gucci but I'll be glad to get you drunk enough that doesn't hurt and treat you to breakfast." he told her even as the bartender approached with a scowl on his face and a first aide kit. Glancing at the man, Kell's nodded and then took it before looking back at Mary. "And since I happen to be a friend of the owner, I can pretty well garentee this little... episode won't be getting us tossed out on our asses. So...You want me to look at that while you have another drink or would you rather I see if Lexi has a doc in the place?"
As he waited for the beauty's answer, the redhead moaned and started to come too. Out of nowhere, two bouncers appeared and helped her up, leading her to the exit. Blinking rapidly, the woman tried to make heads or tails of what was going on and then ended up screeching like a wet hen. Wincing, Kell's glanced back at "Mary" and sighed.
"Have I said Thank you yet? Cause i have a feeling that was a very near miss."
Post by Memphis Gracie Fox on Jul 23, 2013 8:46:06 GMT -5
Okay yeah, yup, that shit hurt like hell. Even as Memphis glared at the male in front of her as if she was ready to bite off his head, her inner goddess was crying like a baby and running around waving the wounded appendage. How in the hell did she get herself into this kind of shit? Oh that's right. It was the good-looking mug that was shaking his head at her. The huntress had to admit the first thing that came to her mind after his offer was waking up to his whiskered face and a cup of coffee, but the reverie was transitory. Her gem-colored eyes narrowed to slits and like the ass that she was Mem got busy jumping to conclusions.
"Breakfast? I fully believe that pain can be pleasure in the right circumstances, but this ain't fucking turning me on." The feisty female waved the appendage to match her inner goddess and a pout popped across her lips. The hunter knew she gave off a good-time-girl vibe but was the guy so dense he thought this was the foreplay to a one night stand? Geez. Men!
When the tender came around with the first aid kit and Jack offered to play nurse Jackie, Memphis relaxed a little and leaned into his broad thigh. She inspected the arm again and winced, plucking a piece of glass from the deep slice. "You look at it and I'll have another ten drinks." Memphis was still pouting when she held the arm out to the male and glanced up at him from under raven eyelashes. "I don't much like docs."
Did I mention how much she loved a good distraction?
When Red started moaning Memphis refocused on the woman instead of her throbbing limb, even smirking in satisfaction at the show that went on as she was escorted out. The smirk was still in place when Jack offered his gratitude, though it softened a little,as the female shifted her gaze low so he couldn't see the sheepishness. Gratitude wasn't something the hard woman could take with ease.
"Yeah, well...I have this silly urge to save the world from monsters and she was the nastiest harpy I've EVER seen."
Memphis shrugged her slim shoulders and let her gaze drift back up. As much of a bitch as she was it was true. She had a touch of the hero complex.
[ I am so sorry for the wait sugar. Bad mem. bad girl. ]
Post by Kellan Alexander Reynolds on Aug 15, 2013 10:40:37 GMT -5
Ok, so this wasn't quiet what he was expecting for the night. In all honesty, Kellan had just come out here in order to give Colt time to deal with his situation and to avoid all the drama that he expected was brewing. If he'd had a few drinks and retired to some shabby hotel room alone, he'd have been perfectly content. With Lexi owning the club, he'd figured that he wouldn't be having to watch his back if he got shitfaced and it had seemed like a likely way to spend the night.
Little had he known that he'd meet up with a hellion who had a temperament to rival his own. Talk about Karma, right? Righttttttttttt.
Pulled from his musing by the appearance of a first aide kit and an arm thrust in his direction, Kellan shook his head inwardly even as he sighed. Giving the woman before him a wry look, he gently turned the appendage and then frowned as she pulled a sliver of glass from the wound. Closer examination of the cut showed several more slivers and he reached for the tweasers, spending the next several moments pulling out the sharp objects even as she continued to speak. Her last words though caused him to look at her sharply.
"Oh really? You hunt monsters often then?" he asked casually, trying to keep his tone light."Here I thought the general consensus was that monsters don't exist. You know.. Except in bad horror films."
Thinking his suspicions were absurd, the hunter then grabbed up a towel and peroxide before dumping it over the savage cut. As it bubbled and cleaned out the last of the dust, he sprayed antibiotic spray on it before bandaging it up. Then, and only then, did he look up at her, expression carefully blank.