Post by Leon Silverblood on Mar 5, 2007 21:09:59 GMT -5
Leon returns to the bar slowly, leaning over to get a glimpse of the backs of Melody's thighs. He shivers, then sits down slowly and puts a pistol on the bartop.
"Bacardi! Gold, please." He glances up at the blank, only cracked, television screen. Well, when they're never on, there's no reason to throw anything at them, huh? He taks a shot, orders another, takes a shot, orders another, takes a shot, and looks around at a bar that seems frozen in time. "Wow.....Is that cat suspended in midair between the bartop and the stripper? Hey! Bitch, let go of my puss!!!"
He leaps to his feet, staggers over, and grabs her by her half head of hair, smashing her forehead into the bars until she let's his puss go. She takes a few slow swings of her mouth, but he pulls his arm back, resisting the urge to press his luck by slapping her.
"Bacardi! Gold, please." He glances up at the blank, only cracked, television screen. Well, when they're never on, there's no reason to throw anything at them, huh? He taks a shot, orders another, takes a shot, orders another, takes a shot, and looks around at a bar that seems frozen in time. "Wow.....Is that cat suspended in midair between the bartop and the stripper? Hey! Bitch, let go of my puss!!!"
He leaps to his feet, staggers over, and grabs her by her half head of hair, smashing her forehead into the bars until she let's his puss go. She takes a few slow swings of her mouth, but he pulls his arm back, resisting the urge to press his luck by slapping her.
