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Mary Anne Bell ([personal profile] song_tra_bong) wrote2008-02-29 06:08 pm
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The door opens onto a dimly lit bar. Two men in suits sit at a table by the wall, speaking in low voices; they don't look up when Mary Anne and Ramon walk in.

Four men at the pool table in the back do look up, then go back to their game. Their rolled up sleeves show off jailhouse tattoos--tattoos that mean murderers, time served, rank in their organization. Just because they aren't staring openly doesn't mean they aren't paying attention. The fact that no one makes a fuss just yet over Ramon's machine gun is telling.

A waitress in a short skirt goes by with a tray, delivering drinks to the suits by the wall. Mary Anne heads for the bar, taking a seat that's a few stools over from the next man. She beckons the bartender over.

"Vodka for me and my friend," she says in flawless Russian. "And keep them coming. We're out on the town tonight."

The bartender shakes his head. "You picked a hell of place to come," he says, but pours the drinks all the same then wanders down to the customer at the other end of the bar.
latino_menace: (Snerk)

[personal profile] latino_menace 2008-03-08 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Ramon snorts. There's only one kind of 'friend' that people have, in his mind.

'Sure. Writes you stuff, does he?'

He finishes his drink and pours another. He's definitely getting fuzzy around the edges now, especially as the adrenlaine from the killing has more or less worn off and he's just left with the alcohol.
latino_menace: (Pissed Off)

[personal profile] latino_menace 2008-03-08 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
'If he really cared, he'd dictate it.'

Suddenly her constant philandering irritates him. He couldn't put his finger on why, it just does.

'This shit never bothers your husband?'

He already knows the answer but whatever. He just has another drink and, as the vodka is nearing its end, motions to the waitress to come over.
latino_menace: (Smirk)

[personal profile] latino_menace 2008-03-08 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
He already knows that because Ruin had taken the trouble to talk to him about it. He hasn't forgotten either - which is why he now smirks.

'Yes it has, and you know it.'

He turns to the waitress and barks 'Tequila - a bottle' before looking at Mary Anne to see whether she'll deny it.
latino_menace: (Heh)

[personal profile] latino_menace 2008-03-08 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
'Did you get in trouble over all of that?'

He knows he did.
latino_menace: (Snerk)

[personal profile] latino_menace 2008-03-09 09:55 am (UTC)(link)
'Good.'

He smirks and takes the bottle off her.

'So you should have. Kissing me like that.'

Damn woman.
latino_menace: (Smile - Blue)

[personal profile] latino_menace 2008-03-09 10:13 am (UTC)(link)
'Well, yeah.'

Sure.

'You took advantage of me.'

He pauses and then grins.

'It was pretty fun getting to hit on things again though.'

He hopes she never tells Random he said that. or will, when he#s more sober.
latino_menace: (Smile/Small Smirk)

[personal profile] latino_menace 2008-03-09 10:40 am (UTC)(link)
'You have fucked up logic.'

More drink, and he relights his cigar.

'And if there's one thing I'll never lose, it's my touch.'

Of this, he is completely sure.
latino_menace: (Black Suit)

[personal profile] latino_menace 2008-03-09 10:55 am (UTC)(link)
'Of course you weren't thinking clearly, with me being hot and everything.'

He smirks more because he likes it when hot women say things like that about it. Well, who doesn't?

'So you're saying I was only sext then? What about all the other times you've hit on me?'
latino_menace: (Attention. You have mine. For now)

[personal profile] latino_menace 2008-03-09 11:11 am (UTC)(link)
'I used to flirt back all the time,' he reminds her. He can be honest about it.

He's not sure whether this conversation counts or not. He does know he's staring at her chest every time she looks away from him.
latino_menace: (Drinking - Suspicious/Calm)

[personal profile] latino_menace 2008-03-09 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
Part of his still does too, that's part of the problem.

'So that's what it takes, is it?'

He eyes her over the rim of his glass. Fuck. He doesn't know what the hell he's doing. On one hand, he doesn't want to cheat on Random. On the other, it's been almost two months since he's had sex and he doesn't know how much longer he can take it. There's no telling when Random might have time to come home.

'I usually get what I want you know.'
latino_menace: (Unsure)

[personal profile] latino_menace 2008-03-09 11:53 am (UTC)(link)
He looks at her for a long time. A long time.

If I kiss you, we'll be fucking. And it'll destroy him.

This would be easier if he knew how Random felt about Vialle. But he doesn't and he's drunk and the music is loud and she's here and...fuck.

Eventually he just runs a hand over his face.

'Shit.'
latino_menace: (Reclining)

[personal profile] latino_menace 2008-03-09 12:14 pm (UTC)(link)
'Maybe we should go.'

Or maybe not. What does he know right now, really? On an impulse he leans into her and whispers against her neck.

'But just so you know, I really really want to fuck you right now.'

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