Joel Miller

“Yea. I know how to shoot a gun. I got you’re back.”

“Let’s clear this area out quietly” Ducked beneath  the backside counter, as he pressed his ear close towards the dry wall. It was a bit quiet, only a few maybe two or three still unfavorable if one were to underestimate them. Eyeing her movements he shook his head motioning her to stop and pull out her knife and the brick beside her foot.

 “Not here kiddo, shooting that right now would be bad. 

           ❝  You sure like drowning          yourself with that, don’t you? ❞

 The neon-lights of the bar would graze her skin. Her gaze would set upon the sullen look on the bartender’s face, brows furrowing while a frown was gradually building up on her face. She did not like any of these sights– the bar did not smell of the usual vintage nor did it give any other vibe, it said close outside although the front door was completely open, and the one inside was trying to kill themselves by intoxicating themselves. 

     She chooses to take a few pace near the counter but never sat on one of the bar stools, not until she gets what she wants.

          ❝ Are you sure you should be doing that? ❞     An icy-like gaze ; something very befitting for the ‘Heartless Woman’ he had coined. The words that was said, however, was very soft-spoken that it had betrayed her cold demeanor. Pausing slightly, she opens her mouth to speak once again. 

He listened to her soft yet cold tone echoing loudly within his ears, why did it matter his little princess was still scared of him, and here he stood drinking the finest liquor money could purchase.

He was starting to sober up at the icy cold atmosphere the lieutenant  was giving off--she always came here to RELAX yet he was making her uncomfortable and cold as if she was at her work place.

So he spoke slightly slurred but still able to comprehend the air around him.

“I can handle it Seri-tan don’t fret over me it isn’t like you.”

Tilting his head to the side a bit his hand rose slowly to the frames that sat on his face fixing them before bringing them back down to his chest to bow  a bit.

she said, letting out a small sigh.  Don’t let him get to you. No emotion was better.

Leaning against the bar she shrugged a little, letting That topic go away. 

  “–Hm?” He’s going With all different kinds Of names with her. almost made her laugh.  Keeping her eyes on him, while he mad her drink. Couldn’t help but let out another small sigh. 

   “–Why thank you, Izumo.          Beside a friendly chat          is why i’m here as well.”

A haste small breath dragged out. As he finally caught whiff of her perfume. She was being adorable as ever but letting his guard down would only allow such a strong lioness to strike--he couldn’t allow that now could he? Straitening himself up fixing his scarf comfortably He set the glass down pouring himself a cup of whiskey, placing the bottle down He gently clanged the glass against hers and spoke out

She was trying to be a little happier? No, that’s not it. She was never good at flirting. Then again– he was. Though, he was always like this with her. She was rather used to it.

Charming as ever, she would never understand why he would have such a smile on his face– every time he saw her. 

keeping her eyes on him, she couldn’t help but let herself relax around the other. Never really doing that, but it was nice once in a while.

Izumo knew when to speak and when he should, this was one of the moments which he would dance on that fine line~ listening to the patron It was always just a drink.

He noticed her shoulders draping down a bit from their upright position, the air relaxing greatly around the two as a small cast smile tugged again. He was being a professional after all Not just her friend but her bartender as well. Even though the drink she would soon order

Was a abomination a bartender was doing his signed occupation. He wondered why Seri traveled here “So Seri” He coaxed a bit Mixing a drink for the blue and dropping two small scoops of anko for the lovely No need for the ice-- It was frozen like her heart after all.

“On the house so how about a friendly chat...“

It was red territory.  Though, not looking like her Normal self, she could get away from it. With her hair down, a nice girly outfit.  It beats wearing That blue outfit sometimes.

The moment she walked into the bar. It was Quite. Which was normal. Peaceful as always. She knew that the male like to  keep it that way. 

Taking a step inside and walked right up to the bar. Placing her bag next to her, she gave him a small smile. 

Teasing or not if her sword was strapped to her waist right now he’d be dead where he stood relaxing a bit he nodded as a apology as a light chuckle escaped his pursed lips.

His smile faded away watching the queen he should say her features as lovely as ever, with her hair styled from a favored hair stylist Just before she came here

It wasn’t work as this place was for hm to serve her. A place for the two informants to forget who they served a and enjoy...a drink Small chatter often sparked If you got pass the horrid nightmare hell Seri ordered.

So he turned away for a bit heading to his cooler as he spoke out Knowing what stomach churning drink The ice queen was about to place.

;whisky and cigars- serious thread ;whisky - crack/one liner threads/

;cuba libre - cross overs ;soda - one liner ;cut off - angst