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Post by Lilith on Feb 16, 2015 5:43:05 GMT -6
She sat down, more to humor him than to discuss him getting in her pants.
"I can fix the bitch seat, however you're not getting in my pants."
A test.
"I'm a married woman after all." She made eye contact with the waitress, flashing two more fingers and tapping her empty glass.
And In no Time 3 Drinks Where Sitting there. She grabbed the burbon and started drinking, drunk wasn't an issue for her.
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Post by Southern Soldier on Feb 16, 2015 20:16:29 GMT -6
Watching Lilith s reaction as she sits down makes you chuckle. As if she's doing YOU a favor. But you won't worry about that at the moment. After all she STILL hadn't let you know why you've been chosen to go on this crusade. Yet another subject you'll have to get back to
For now though you laugh out loud.... really loud. Just the thought of marriage makes you wanna puke. After all its just a piece of paper. Not that it's a huge deal your name isn't Anton, the boy thought he hated women just as much as you... but still....yet he always had one around. The same broad your supposed to go on this venture on and rescue was the downfall of Anton. Everybody saw it... but him. His favorite saying was women should be barefoot pregnant and in the kitchen. That statement couldn't be any further from a dumb ass idea as far as your concerned... marriage HA you laugh again if that isn't bad enough you unfortunately know of the dumb basted she gave it all for. A Raine. .. fucken Hayden raine no matter. Once she is on the back of your bike the thoughts of her husband will be all but gone. With your beer in hand you nod to her with much thanks. Your able to take a quick swig before your burner phone rings... without hesitation you answer it no longer Is your full attention to the beautiful beast sitting across from you. You have to know though... she's really good at this. You look at her and ask. Why me again. Why am I the chosen one for this quest
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Post by Lilith on Feb 16, 2015 20:34:36 GMT -6
"Because your name was the one given, and if memory serves me right you were close to Anton.
I'm sure you don't give a flying fuck about Brooklyn but you did give a fuck about him... and he did see something in the Ice Bitch." She finished her drinking, motioning for another one.
He had failed the test, that made her smile as a new glass showed up.
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Post by Southern Soldier on Feb 16, 2015 20:53:44 GMT -6
As she began her statement you were only sorta listening half hearted anyways but by the end, your attention was fully hers. This set of events has you wondering. You've been with hundreds of women yet NONE of them has been able to make you sit up and listen. You take another swig of beer before sit up from your slouched position. Listen and listen good, your right I don't give two shits about the ice bitch or Anton for that mater. He was a brother. Part of one of the most powerful Brotherhood ever to grace this planet but don't confuse me for someone else. I'm not a good person but I'm guessing you've already figured that out, you seem to be a smart cookie... for a woman anyways
Frustration is beginning to build so you figure the smart move is to light a joint. You've already been intrigued enough to ignore your burner phone and leave the person waiting. You take a drag and pass it Lilths way Your only half right concerning Anton darlin. The gut was solid... a brother, but brothers come and brothers die. That's part of the lifestyle. Everyone has to meet the reaper eventually. If you get that attached to your brothers and they die the sorrow following will consume you plain n simple......
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Post by Lilith on Feb 16, 2015 21:09:52 GMT -6
"It's different to be killed in action verses bring murdered."
She took the joint, taking a drag and passing it back.
"I have some of your attention, you're still listening Axle. Despite me just being a woman."
Yea she could only let that attitude slip by so many times before she had to comment on it.
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Post by Southern Soldier on Feb 16, 2015 21:39:18 GMT -6
What started as glaring at your attitude has changed currently your almost gazing... almost. Maybe it's the beer and or weed. Can't answer that at the moment.... you hope. You take the joint and puts it to your lips. You tug at your cut shifting your body about before grabbing the joint. Look at her, you being a complete ass hole towards women is eating her up inside. She is about to snap. You don't mind at after all you dig crazy chick's unpredictability is fun as shit. You take another drag of the joint and continues to almost stare into the blackened soul of hers. So much pain. So much hurt and loss. She's lost important people in her life.
Axle she doesn't get it. Its not her fault. How many people actually understand your lifestyle once you become a member of Hells Fire.She doesn't know. She can't know. How would she?
Alright darlin this is how it works you say as you grab a handful of your cut. Once you become a member of Hells Fire your on duty 24 HOURS A DAY 7 DAYS A WEEK 365 DAYS A YEAR. There isn't any off days. Matt Jackson also known as The Massicrist was the one who killed him. Everyone who should know this does. Matt has ties to Dark Forces shit like that happens more times then I'd like to admit
You put the joint out with your thumb before tossing it to the table
You brush the hair away from your face showing numerous scars just some of the trophies you gathered over the years of battle
I never said anything about not helping you out. Not for the Ice Bitch as you refer to her. Not for the memory of Anton. But for you. Please though don't get all wet between the legs thinking about the possibilities. You tracked me down. You did your research and your concerned about the ice bitch enough to do the lag work to rescue her. I commend that.
Your a crazy ass broad. I commend that as well. I commend you looking good all dirty. You pull the biker chicken meets country girl off good. There.... you happy I complemented you
Women like that shit. You know it. You've got her line n sinker. Didn't take long or much to convince her she's getting on the back of your bike. And she's still sitting across from you. Yes that's positive thinking.....
..... Keep going
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Post by Lilith on Feb 16, 2015 21:52:22 GMT -6
Does she mention how much she actually hates Brooklyn? That may be showing your cards a bit too soon.
So instead he's pushing out compliments... "Let's get back to Brooklyn later."
She took another drink as she leaned back in her seat, crossing her legs, she stared at him.
"You are used to getting your way. That's easy enough to see, you also don't think very highly of my gender. So let me ask YOU the question.
Why for me? I'm sure crazy is common for you, and after all.. I'm hated in a lot places."
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Post by Southern Soldier on Feb 16, 2015 22:12:21 GMT -6
Well what are you going to do now tough guy. She truly thinks she's crafty. She's decided to play fast ball take a chance and turn the table on you. She's asking the question and your listening that much is obvious. But I know you better then you know yourself. You can't answer the question honestly because you don't know. What a situation you've been put in. Well her goes nothing
You want a smoke. Your having an intense craving and this situation isn't helping
You just thought of it. The perfect answer
You want my answer? Here you go. You sit there all high and mighty coming up to me all smoking hot like and figure because you flash a good look I'll bend over backwards for you. That takes a certain kind of respect... well as much as a female deserves anyways
Well that started out good and then you got carried away... didn't you.oh well you've already had a case of verbal diarrhea and it's not llike your going to apologize. So what are you gonna do? Only thing you can.... run with it. She's going to give you shit look at her SHE MAD
And to think your usually good at the. You've been thrown off your game
Now what?
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Post by Lilith on Feb 16, 2015 22:26:04 GMT -6
Pretty sure the thought crossed her mind... what he would look like with her drink in his face... but that wouldn't be fair to the drink.
She has to decide if it's worth it, the risk. She finishes the drink, not even remembering the waitress bringing her the new one.
Oh well, that wasn't the point. The point is her getting to her feet, putting the words out there.
"If I wanted a bitch who would bend over backwards I'd pay for one. As for respect, I'll save myself from having to repeat the words every woman has ever told you." Can anyone say the phrase...
'Go fuck yourself?'
"And I'll replace them with something new... See ya."
Yes he wasn't about to take shit, especially from a female, but Lilith was taking the risk. They had managed to sit with each other without drawing blood or exchanging a few improper words... would he have to get the last word?
Would he tell her to sit her ass back down? Or was she going back to Vegas empty handed...
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Post by Southern Soldier on Feb 16, 2015 22:42:12 GMT -6
Look at that she is officially pissed right off. She's flustered that's for damn sure and your loving it! So much wasted emotion put into her rage. Knowing who she is and what the Raine clan is all about your surprised she hasn't mastered the art of keeping her emotions in check. Oh no! Don't do it. Be smart keep quiet shit you've started
Lilth you wanna know the REAL reason you caught my attention well here it is. You were different something I thought I hadn't met before but then you prove all my comments to be accurate. Women think and verbally fight with emotion. That's weak. Your no different then any or female I've ever met disappointing really. But I did say I'd do this errand with you so you my as well turn that hot tight ass around and sit back down. I'm not chasing ya. Not in my nature. You want that broad back you'll sit. You don't. Keep walking
You stupid sonnava bitch now look what you've done. You blasted her. Don't you remember listing all over her mear minutes ago? What changed? To late either way. You'll just have to see what her reaction to that lambasting is going to be....
Look she's a ahhhh not sure. Hard to tell. Cute either way though
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Post by Lilith on Feb 16, 2015 22:56:40 GMT -6
Lilith stopped, grabbing the fresh glass from the waitress as she walked past. A new beer was sat down at the table before the innocent girl quickly walked away from the two.
Lilith smirked as she turned back to Axle, moving back to the table she stood next to him, taking her first drink.
"I'm not ruled by my emotions, nor am I like any of your other conquests. You're just assuming and kicking yourself in the ass for it."
She wasn't walking away, but she wasn't quite sitting either... There is what stubbornness gets you...
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Post by Southern Soldier on Feb 16, 2015 23:17:55 GMT -6
Fuck no!! You dumb bas tars your going to do it aren't you. It's not her she's different remember. To late you go Into your jeans pocket and grab 200 dollars. That should cover the booze and give that cute young thing an amazing tip. See you respect woman. With a huge smirk of your own you down your beer get up walking past Lilth and towards the enterance. Before leaving and lighting that cigarette you already have in your hand you turn around and unfortunately this comes out
And so the games begin I see darlin. Remember because it's factual. You came to me. You won't fuck me and your excuse behind it is as sad. You make assumptions about me and believing them even though deep down your talking outta your ass and then in a sad attempt you try and damage my ego. You didn't but it was a nice try.
So here is this is going to work. I'm heading out to my bike. I will a lot 10 more minutes to this thing... whatever it is. That'll give me time to smoke a joint and a smoke. After that I'm out. You'll be a foot ten footnote in this thing they call life
Well that was abrupt but you really don't care. You make your way outside and to your bike. You climb on but don't start it. You light the last joint you have handy and say to yourself
10 Minutes
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Post by Lilith on Feb 16, 2015 23:29:39 GMT -6
It was never a voice of reason... or a voice at all. Not like the others she had come across. Lilith's was just an instinct, an instinct that said this was a horrible idea.
But when did she ever listen to herself?
She downed her nearly full drink, waiting a couple of minutes before walking out of the joint.
There he was, sitting on his bike, smoking up a storm. She pulled a stick from her pocket and used HIS zippo to light it before walking over to him.
"Obviously I lied to you, wanted to see if you were still as well informed."
She took a drag, putting his Zippo back in her pocket, making sure to use her left hand that was absent a ring.
She was married, not anymore.
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Post by Southern Soldier on Feb 16, 2015 23:45:44 GMT -6
Don't think I didn't see that. My zippo but by you being here and with time to spare your getting comfy behind me here and we're off to Vegas. Bet pride is eating you alive. You fucken hate me and it's killing you knowing I'm the only one crazy enough to tag along to go rescue someone you ducking hate. I know you do. Southern Soldiers anybody. You along with the Raines battled them for months. During that time again Miss Winters as Anton used to say was again in a sticky situation. Hells Fire knew all about it. It was us who kept Anton in line. Not Brooklyn.
Well you got what you want and you spouted off again. Hey at least this time you didn't bash females
As far as her being oh so ever sneaky... you saw her. She's good. You gotta give her credit but she isn't that good. Don't say anything. Let her play her game. Women enjoy it and if your patient enough you'll nail her. Patience is a virtue with women it's time you try attaining it
Time will only tell. My guess EPIC fail
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Post by Lilith on Feb 17, 2015 0:02:43 GMT -6
She tossed the smoke to the side as she took the seat he wanted her to.
The bitch seat.
And of course she had to wrap her arms around him.
This was going to be one interesting ride, if they didn't kill each other first.
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