She didn't try and take her hand away from where he held onto her now, she knew, from past experiences, that when blood rose like it had, that it took some time to calm, so for now, she let Danny take care of the drinks that the Old Man got out from behind the worn bar top as she let him over to a small booth that tucked in behind the bar area. It was usually where she took her meals, and where she rested in the evening time when she wasn't needed out on the main floor. Here was her little haven, here was where she'd tuck him in to calm down. It was a good spot. Even though it was a corner, there was a window there, and the door right into the kitchen, so multiple means of exit, and it allowed a full view of the bar's main room, and the staircase. There was a reason it was her little place and no one got to sit there -- well, Ruth got to sit there, but that was Ruth.
"[color=#2ecc40]Oh? I rather think I like the idea of you taking retribution by bending some asshole over and showing them why no means no[/color]." That was perhaps the most violent thing she had ever said, and even her cheek colored a bit after she spouted it off. No one deserved to have that done to them. "[color=#2ecc40]Please though, I would have figured a way out, you know I could have..[/color]"
She backed into one side of the booth, pulling him into that same side with her, so she could sit side ways with him, the way she sat means he could see everything, and so could she, but that she wouldn't have to leave his side yet, nor come out from being tucked under his arm. She was comfortable there, it felt safe.
"[color=#2ecc40]Day's been good. Gonna have some of the food fixed tonight left over for the morning breakfast for your boys, I'm assumin you're gonna want to leave around dawn, so I'll make sure it's warmed over the fire and ready to go in bowls when you all start off.[/color]" She picked up a pitcher off her table, and then turned over the two mugs that sat there, pouring in some of the private reserve that she had been working on, that the old man was teaching her. It was a might bit stronger than should be tasty, but it was something she made with her own hands -- honey and sweet fruits, with a lot of fizz. It didn't taste like anything a strong as it was, but it would pack a punch. "[color=#2ecc40]Sip that, it's stronger than what I should probably be letting ya have tonight[/color]."
She slipped one bare leg over his lap, as she sipped her mug, the other making it's way over his legs a moment after. "[color=#2ecc40]No one's got the big room tonight, at least, not yet, so ya know you're free to sleep up in there if no one takes it for the night.[/color]" Her voice lowered so that only he could hear her. She made sure those regulars, and especially him and some others, were well taken care of. They brought the money in after all. "[color=#2ecc40]I can even bring ya some hot water up too if you want to have a long soak before you have to get back out on the road.[/color]"
"[color=#2ecc40]Oh? I rather think I like the idea of you taking retribution by bending some asshole over and showing them why no means no[/color]." That was perhaps the most violent thing she had ever said, and even her cheek colored a bit after she spouted it off. No one deserved to have that done to them. "[color=#2ecc40]Please though, I would have figured a way out, you know I could have..[/color]"
She backed into one side of the booth, pulling him into that same side with her, so she could sit side ways with him, the way she sat means he could see everything, and so could she, but that she wouldn't have to leave his side yet, nor come out from being tucked under his arm. She was comfortable there, it felt safe.
"[color=#2ecc40]Day's been good. Gonna have some of the food fixed tonight left over for the morning breakfast for your boys, I'm assumin you're gonna want to leave around dawn, so I'll make sure it's warmed over the fire and ready to go in bowls when you all start off.[/color]" She picked up a pitcher off her table, and then turned over the two mugs that sat there, pouring in some of the private reserve that she had been working on, that the old man was teaching her. It was a might bit stronger than should be tasty, but it was something she made with her own hands -- honey and sweet fruits, with a lot of fizz. It didn't taste like anything a strong as it was, but it would pack a punch. "[color=#2ecc40]Sip that, it's stronger than what I should probably be letting ya have tonight[/color]."
She slipped one bare leg over his lap, as she sipped her mug, the other making it's way over his legs a moment after. "[color=#2ecc40]No one's got the big room tonight, at least, not yet, so ya know you're free to sleep up in there if no one takes it for the night.[/color]" Her voice lowered so that only he could hear her. She made sure those regulars, and especially him and some others, were well taken care of. They brought the money in after all. "[color=#2ecc40]I can even bring ya some hot water up too if you want to have a long soak before you have to get back out on the road.[/color]"
02-01-2024, 08:16 PM
