[fuckyeahdamose]

Did I, uh–did I say something wrong? I’m getting a vibe like I just made a really bad first impression.

[bianflynn]

fuckyeahdamose: Did I, uh–did I say something wrong? I’m getting a vibe like I just made a really bad first impression.

[themanukamel]

location: lucky’s open: everyone @vengeancearchives​

Still rather new in town, having been here only for three months, Rosalyn already found herself with certain habits. When not working, either as her cover as a stripper or pouring over case files in her apartment, Rosalyn often went to Lucky’s for a drink and some profiling. Observing the people of Clayton was part of her assignment and she was always on, absorbing as much as she could. Even with a drink in front of herself, an easy smile on her lips, it was all work, or so she kept telling herself. They warned her, how easy it could be to slip, to forget the goal ahead and start to feel like she belonged. And there was some sense of such a thing, people that welcomed her like she hadn’t truly felt before, mixed feelings creeping on her. “One more,” Rosalyn told the bartender as she turned her attention to a heated argument not far from her. “How long before one of them throw a punch and who will do it?”

[bianflynn]

She had been minding her business before she heard the other woman’s question. “All the fun comes from waiting to find out. They’re both pretty drunk so I could see either one throwing a punch. If we’re lucky someone will get knocked out. I do love a drunken brawl. Just a bunch of idiots unable to control themselves.” When Bian fought, she liked to be sure she was in complete control of her emotions. If she was too drunk to remember or fully immerse herself in it then what was the fun in that? She enjoyed fighting. “Have you ever found yourself in a drunken argument?”

[sovcrcigns]

where. any bar that works. when. some time after 10pm. with. anyone !  (  @vengeancearchives​.  )

THREE VODKAS IN AND STILL, sahira had yet to feel the effects she desired. the man to her left who had insisted on buying her drinks all night was wittering on endlessly; bending her ear about some honest to god bullshit she could do without right now. if you asked her what exactly it was that he continued to prattle on about, she would come up blank. couldn’t he tell she wasn’t even the slightest bit interested? if only it were socially acceptable to smash his face into the bar. instead of sticking around a moment longer and allowing her exasperation to boil over, she plastered an overly exaggerated polite smile onto her lips, excusing herself from his company. what a blessed relief, she thought as self-assured footfalls led her toward the exit leading to the balcony.

stepping outside, sahira shuts the door after her—an audible click easily discernible in the tranquil atmosphere. though the brunette had hoped to steal a few moments of silence for herself, it seemed lady luck had other plans in mind. never the type to apologise for an intrusion, red-bottomed heels carry sahira forward, drawing nearer to the other. “ hiding from someone, are we? ” she teases, footsteps reaching a standstill next to her newest companion. the question rolls off her tongue with ease as she brings her lower arms to rest against the cool surface of the marble ledge. leaning forward ever so slightly, silken strands of brown scatter across the narrow plane of her shoulders; the night breeze blowing loose tendrils across her face. observing the city lights that glowed below, sahira allows a momentary silence to fall into the air she shares with the other. then, after a beat, her chocolate hues flick back to meet their gaze. “ or are you all by your lonesome? ” there’s a playful lilt to her tone and the edges of her crimson lips slide into the signature smirk that normally decorates her countenance.

[bianflynn]

Bian had been loving the quiet of the night she drank her second glass of bourbon. She liked this particular bar due to the balcony. It felt relaxing being able to look out and see into the night. She could see who came and went as well. The sound of the door shutting caused her to look over her shoulder and she saw Sahira coming outside to stand with her. The other woman was the secretary for the Blazing Phoenixes so they’ve worked closely together for awhile now. “Now you should know I don’t hide from anyone....well except my mother when I’m ducking her calls.” She winked, chuckling before she took another sip of her drink. She went from leaning on the rail to standing up a little straighter. “How could I be alone when you’re here? You been enjoying your night?”

[kieraknightley]