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She nods and slides him another Bloody Mary. (She's just a super super tough character, gotta get under her skin. Flirt anyways, what the hell)
She nods and slides him another Bloody Mary. (She's just a super super tough character, gotta get under her skin. Flirt anyways, what the hell)
(Oh yeah, expect the flirt.)
"A lot of men must try to get you into bed," Storm noted, "For you to have to say that. Then again, with the way you look, I wouldn't blame them."
She rolled her eyes. "I'm just scary as hell. Haven't been loved in years, and I don't plan on being loved ever again. Most men are scared of me and I LIKE it that way." She growled out as she cleaned up the bar, putting away glasses and such. "But yes. Most men do try to fuck me. I've kicked a lot of ass that way. Flirty idiotic grabby bastards the lot of em." She shakes her head.
"Indeed. Men nowadays just don't understand how to treat a lady." He smirked.
"Oh? And you do?" She sassed. "I'm no dainty lady. I'm a women, and a killer queen at that." She sassed,giving you a look.
Storm was unfazed.
"Of course, your majesty," he said, giving her a small bow.
She looked at you, and laughed just a little bit. "Oh really? And your not just some fuck boy here to make cheap shots?"
He shrugged.
"Like I said, I've been looking for the right relationship. Not just a one-nighter."
"You did? When?" She shrugged. "Oh well. Ya said it now. So then are you asking me out, or are ya here for someone else?" She asked. "I've gotta tell ya, I don't much like the looks of ya anyways." She shrugs.
"Yeah, I'm asking. But if you don't, then I won't." He shrugged as well. He himself didn't care about his looks.
"You look like trouble, and Satan knows I need trouble." She rolls her eyes. "Just finally got my life somewhat stable. But. Fine. I'll take your offer. But better not be a waste of my time."
Storm smiled.
"It won't be."
She rolled her eyes as she continued working. "Tell me a little bit about yourself then,other then you're a cheap shot masochist who thinks hitting on a girl who can kill you and get away with it is a good idea."
"I've only been in a few real relationships, mostly with men, I have to deal with my mundane job of being a white-hat hacker, and I'm a switch." he listed the items off.
"Oh, and I pretty much ignore the news because it's all politics."
"I like you more and more with every word. So then never been with a girl huh? Then why go after me?" She asks while cleaning off some shot glasses.
"Honestly? Because you can hold your own. The only reason I haven't dated any girls is that they're always wanting me to deal with their stuff for them."
(hi)
She shakes her head. "It doesn't bother you that I don't need you,not really?"
"Nope." Storm smiles.
"Not at all."
"Why's that?" She asks, as a few drunks stumble up to her. She quickly pushes them off towards the door, and looks at you as the two stumble out into the street.
Storm shrugged.
"Like I said well before, I'm more used to men. Men don't really rely on each other like that. At least, not in any of the relationships I was in."
"Hm. Guess so. Most guys end up relying on me, and I'm gone in a flash. Girls? Girls now they, they know how to stand on their own. The few that I've been with anyways. Mostly." She sighs and looks at the time. "ALRIGHT YA DIRTY FUCKS! CLOSING TIME! CMON OUTTA HERE!" She starts shooing people out and putting away stuff. "You can stay, handsome." She said, winking at you as Evelyn and her band packs up.
Storm smiles, laughing quietly. He liked the way she handled people; she obviously didn't put up with any shit.
"Thanks," he said.
She nodded once as slowly the place cleaned out and she began to put up chairs and then sweep. "No problem hot stuff."
"Want some help? Things would get done faster." Storm stood from his stool.
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