In need of a drink (Faith)

[Jake Hunter]

Jake just got done getting his ass kicked by a large, acid-spitting demon. He knew he was going to feel the back pain from being thrown into a tombstone and breaking it at any moment, so he might as well get some alchoholic beverages down. He could go to the loud, overcrowded night club...but that really wasn't his style. A little too loud, and little to crowded, and a little too lame. He much prefers the pub.

Jake stepped in to the warm, dimly-lit pub, the skin on his face slightly pricked from the cold wind outside. The jet black leather jacket he had on protected his arms from the harsh winds though. He glanced at the regulars, either drinking, chatting, or staring. He made his way over to the bar and sat himself down on a barstool. The joint was pretty dead tonight, not that it wasn't always.

"Just a bud will do it" he answered to the bartender. He reached for the peanuts in front of him and began cracking and munching. He took a sip of his drink and went back to staring at the bar. Before he knew it he was off in his own little world once again.

[Faith Lehane]

Faith was already in the bar. She frequented this place so many of the local patrons know her by first name. not the most low profile thing for her to do but most of the people in there had some kind of trouble with the law. She was not worried going there because of it . Se was sitting at the bar drinking and smoking a cigarette. AS she lifted her head and looked towards the door she watched the man enter. He was foxy but looked like hell threw up on him. She heard him say he wanted nothing more then a bud and shook her head.

With a smile she slid off her stool holding her glass and smoke in one hand as she walked down the stools between them taking up residence in the stool to his right. Wearing a white fitted tee with some grey dusty stains on the front and back as well as a pair of jeans and her trusty pair of steel toed boots she looked over to him and shook her head with a smirk. “Awe come on big boy you look like you need something a little stronger then a bud” she said tilting her head and taking a drag form the cigarette.

[Jake Hunter]

Jake felt slightly annoyed at the woman's approach, but wasn't the least bit suprised when she sat down next to him, making her comment about his drink of choice. Even if it was worthy of an eye-roll, she was right. He did need something stronger. But just a bud tasted pretty good to him. But still he didn't like it when other people could actually read him better than he himself could. Eh.

Jake turned to the woman and cocked his head to the side slightly, a slight grin showing on his face. "Trying to get me drunk? I know I'm easy on the eyes, but that's rushing it a little, don't you think?" he joked with a smirk, raising his brow slightly. He then took a sip of his all too weak beverage. He couldn't help but make conversation with her. The woman looked like she was the type to make the evening interesting.

[Faith Lehane]

Faith smiled as she took another drag. She didn’t respond to his comment about getting him drunk not yet anyway. She only smiled. She waved over to the bartender signaling for 2 drinks. Shifting in her seat a moment she waited for the drinks to arrive. Two small glasses with a brown colored liquid in them and a few ice cubes.

“after a good rumble in the jungle you need a good drink. Or well sometimes you need a good tumble..” she laughed and took another drag before lifting the glass to her lips. Taking a small sip before she spoke again. “ Drink up cupcake.” she said pushing the glass towards him “you’ll feel better I swear” she said with a grin and a wink. Running her fingers through her hair before taking one last drag and smashing the cigarette out in the given ashtray she grabbed the glass and turned to look at the man. “So what’s your name unless you like my nicknames. I could call you cupcake, big daddy or hot stuff all night” she said with a flirtatious grin.