by Tereza Rozanov » Thu Oct 20, 2016 10:57 pm
"Alright, people, curfew's soon, so clear out!" The enforcer says, patting his rifle for emphasis. The bar begins to clear out, people used to this sort of treatment, all except one woman standing at the bar. Hair on the wild side with full-sleeve tattoos, her clothing marks her as a traveler of some sort with road-worn garments and a leather jacket resting on the bar next to her. "Hey, miss, that means you too."
"Haven't finished my drink yet," she says, not bothering to turn around.
"Well, you're finished now," the enforcer says, moving closer and hefting his rifle.
"No. I'm not." The woman says calmly, ignoring the gun being gradually aimed her way. If anything, she seems used to it. The muzzle presses against her back and she sighs, "You know the problem with those rifles they give you losers?"
The man looks surprised, not being used to back-talk. "No?"
"They suck for this sort of shit," she says, spinning and slapping the rifle out of the way so hard that the enforcer's wrist snaps. She grabs him by the throat and her eyes go from brown to golden. The man has time to think Oh shit before she slams his head into the bar.
Another enforcer runs into the bar and she frowns, "I always forget there's more than one of you. Now I'm really not going to get to finish my drink." The new enforcer's finger goes to his trigger and her body tenses.