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Post by Jackson Reed on Jun 27, 2017 9:25:35 GMT -6
People were often saying that whoever went to the Devil's Eye should be careful not to go alone, be it because of the darker environment, the less than recommendable company or the general feeling that bad things tended to happen down there. The big exception came in the form of Jackson Reed. Starting out poor and growing up in the slums, he had surely risen from his initial status, making it big in his own way. Jack was never the most bright guy in the world, nor the most eloquent, but he was perseverant and incredibly tough. Adding those things up, he had become feared in his own right, which was why he could afford going to a place like this on his own.
Leaning back on his chair, the boxing phenomenon from Gatsberry felt himself relaxed and amused at the sight around him, enjoying the shadier environment and the promiscuous looking women parading around. In a way, it made him feel at home, even if he enjoyed his power and wealth. Part of him wished his good old manager could be sticking around with him for the evening, seeing how much fun the two had when they hung out, but in all honesty, it was probably for the best that he could be enjoying himself in this little space, all for himself.
Raising a couple of dollar bills, Jack grinned at the waitress as she brought him yet another round of his favorite beverage. Truth be told, he could not help himself to ask her to have a little chat with him. Sparing little time, the boxer was quick to find himself with the lady sitting on his knee while he bragged about his marvelous feats.
His focus ended up being broken when he noticed a new person entering the bar area, seemingly very disconnected from the sleazy people that hung around this place. Finishing his drink, he playfully tapped the bottom of his all too friendly waitress. "I'll take to ya later, babe." he simply said, wanting her to leave as he decided to take a good look at the new girl.
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Post by Elizabeth Blythe on Jun 27, 2017 10:07:32 GMT -6
After a long day of work and "not really work" at John Diveros office, Elizabeth quickly came to the decision that she needed a a drink. Just anything that would try to calm her down and loosen herself up after all that typing, paperwork and being way too nice to both clients as well as her boss who really enjoyed playing her hard. Therefore the current secretary got to spend quite some days either at the office or at home where she only slept, ate and bathed. Poor Constantine sure would deserve some more attention of her though since he was helping her with so much stuff so often and she barely get to cook something proper in return even.
It was already evening if not night when Eliza had left her workplace but decided not to go home yet and therefore unfortunately ended up at "the devil´s eye". After all it seemed to be pretty much the perfect place for her current needs and after all in Gatsberry just any place was dangerouns anyways so why not go for it? Since she just had a little "extra session" with her boss the female only had put on a bra due which her breasts showed of most of their actual size which caught a bit of attention when she walked in the place. However she tried to shake the glares off and went directly to the bar. It was surely time to drink, and indeed to drink a lot even.
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Post by Jackson Reed on Jun 27, 2017 10:41:44 GMT -6
Jack could not help but whistle softly to himself, pressing his hands on the sides of his chair before getting up, taking the girl's shape in for himself. She was surely nice looking, even if she felt a bit disconnected. Something told him that she did not really belong in a place such as the Devil's Eye, yet here she was, prowling around the infamous bar with whatever she had to show. Not exactly the most adequate thing, for sure, but Jack did not play based on what was adequate or acceptable. If anything, he gambled in on fun times, and this young one could possibly give him exactly that.
Walking closer to her with his hands behind his back, the boxer raised his eyebrow while taking her in, amused by the lovely sight before he rested his elbows on the counter next to her, whistling softly with mild amusement, now looking forward. "Didn't anyone ever tell you pretty ladies get in trouble over here, babe?" he shot at her, a mischievous smile on the corner of his lip as he raised his hand and gestured for two glasses of his favorite liquor.
From the corner of his eye, he glared at a few other patrons which were taking a good look at them. Something about Jack's stare was intense and aggressive, which probaly explained why they backed down as quickly as they had when the boxer stared at them.
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Post by Elizabeth Blythe on Jun 27, 2017 11:00:22 GMT -6
Elizabeth had went straight to the bar and took a free seat so she could take a rest on the counter while thinking what she would order. However yet as well once she get to actually sit down, she started to wonder if it had been a wise decision to get there in the first place. So far it still wasn´t too late to just go home and fall into bed. Yet on the other hand tomorrow was a day off from work for her anyways so why not try to enjoy the night some more? Yet before she could make a decision for herself, a handsome stranger approached her and already went on to order something for them before she could even only think about protesting. However after all drinking was what she was at this kind of place for in the first place.
"They actually may have. Along with the many ways to die stepping outside of your home as well as the many terrifying ways how to die at your home just as well. Didn´t anyone tell you that you should be carefull with nicknaming women that easily hot stuff?" Actually Eliza felt way too tired to deal with the fella but yet somehow she found it quite amusing how easily he got to stop people from glaring at the two of them. Not knowing if that was a good or a bad thing she chuckled a little. "Not to mention that is not very polite to scare people of by bare starring no matter how impressive that is."
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Post by Jackson Reed on Jun 27, 2017 11:39:12 GMT -6
He turned around, pressing his back and elbows on the bar's counter, his eyebrows raised as he shrugged at the woman, eyeing her up and down, clearly amused with what he saw. She was attractive alright. Two big reasons to keep his eyes focused on her for sure. Whistling softly to himself, he looked back at her with full focus and nodded. "I don't really care what I call people, babe. If they can back it up, I might change my opinion, but fuck me, that never happens." he snorted out with a laugh, rolling his eyes before picking up a glass and downing it instantly before shrugging once again. "Look, people know me 'round here. It's not my fault they're scared shitless, you know?" he asked in the form of a reply to her latest remark, some amusement in his tone as he asked for one more glass. "I don't come here to be polite anyway. Fuck that."
Fixing his hair with a soft grin, he stretched his back straight for a few seconds, until he felt comfortable enough to keep talking and interacting. Truly, this place was his element, and sometimes he felt like the king of the jungle in the middle of the Devil's Eye. He could say he was the Devil's Eye itself, sometimes, depending on his modd. For that evening, he was incredibly playful, more than usual even so.
Poiting his finger at her, he grinned a bit, clearly not caring much about what she thought of him, as he barely ever did. "And your name is? I like knowing who the hell I'm paying a drink for. Not to mention driving these cunts away for." he said, staring back at a small crowd before chuckling a bit, tilting his head back. "Make those two more glasses for me and the lady!"
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Post by Elizabeth Blythe on Jun 27, 2017 12:59:29 GMT -6
Elizabeth raised a brow at the behavior of the male. Quite a suspecious being it appeared to her. Yet as well he was quite interesting. Maybe he was even possible material for her book or any following one? However what part he would play surely still let her wonder. The way he talked though got her to smirk. Obviously he seemed brave but yet she as well get to think about how tough he actually was and how much of that was played. "My my what a roaring lion you are."
As the stranger reminded her that indeed there was already a drink right in front of her and paid, the female didn´t hesitate any longer and drank as much as possible out of the glass in one sip. She surely has been dried out and sober for way too long. Turning her attention back to the male she somehow noticed yet another thing as well. The stranger may as very well be kind of stupid, inviting her to a drink and ordering even more without not even knowing her name. On the other hand though she as well felt a bit flattered. However maybe she just as well just had spent too much time at the wrong places and hiding her features. Offering the male her hand she eventually introduced herself with a sassy smirk. "Elizabeth Blythe but given our surrounding I think we can easily get rid of formalities like last names. So, tell me how I may call me oh so kind benefactor for the night? If you treat me right I may even consider taking your offer from earlier." With a wink at him she referred to the repetition of his assumingly loved word to use, "fuck".
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Post by Jackson Reed on Jun 27, 2017 13:10:50 GMT -6
Jack could not help but frown ever so slightly upon hearing her ask what his name. Part of him was certain he was more known and famed than that. After all, he had fought through out the entire country, if one was to really think things through. Punching and knocking down people from New York all the way to Nevada, and boy, was he good at what he did. If anything, he had the time of his life doing what he did for a living, so one could say he was as close as one could be to genuine happiness. Jack Reed was not a particularly complicated fellow, even if he saw life in a very simple light. He was not dumb at all, he just chose never to think things through to the long term. Why bother? What did bother him, though, was how this Elizabeth seemingly didn't know the man who had shaken so many men. She was probably not that into sports, but it still bothered him ever so slightly.
"Ya don't me? I'm almost hurt, babe." he said to her, finishing his other drink incredibly fast, his stare being oddly mischievous and almost hungry as it was directed towards her. She seemed as intrigued about him as he was about her, so things could not hurt that much. If anything, she was in his element, and he'd have his fair share of fun in it, judging by how things were going with the current status quo. "You can call me Jack." he continued, shrugging and taking his sweet time stretching himself out. "The guys here don't talk to me that much because, well...let's just say they thought they'd win all fights."
Tilting his head back, he took one good look at the figure of the young lady, before starting to chuckle. "You really don't take shit from people, do ya, Lizzie?" he said, a pet name already being thrown out upon hearing her offer and invitation. "Well, I'm a generous kind of guy..."
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Post by Elizabeth Blythe on Jun 27, 2017 13:39:45 GMT -6
"Awh I´m so sorry hot stuff." Giving him a playfull pout Eliza had to really fight not to chuckle at his reaction to not being aware who he was. Observing his stretching however quickly the pout faded and her saphire eyes got to sparkle in fascination about the males fine body. Reluctant to say that at the sight she had the first honest intentions to spend the night with Jack. Yet so far it definitely wasn´t enough though to actually her her inside any part of her body. "I see. So lemme guess. You are everything but the guy to fool and get away with it unharmed yes?" Getting to think more about the fighting part again the females mood changed and the author came out again. "How many fights have you been involved with so far and for what reasons? Anyone seriously injured or even died yet?"
While she let Jack reply to her questionaire which surely was more than questionable to do at a first meeting, she eventually noticed his intense focusing on her body. "Well it depends. I sure know how to speak my mind to people and can be quite direct too but as well i sure as hell know how to shut up as well."
Focusing on the males gorgeous eyes Eliza put her hands on her second drink and took a smaller sip than before, wondering how dirty his intensions were with her in the first place. "Interesting. So, how generous would you be exactly?"
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Post by Jackson Reed on Jun 27, 2017 13:54:42 GMT -6
Jack was now holding his own glass, passing his index finger in a circular motion around the surface's edges, before placing it on his lips and giving a teasing suckle at it. Shooting a glance at Eliza's eyes, he could not help but let his lips curve up into a playful grin. She sure was acting cheeky and asking for a big load of details, now wasn't she? If anything, she could come off as a journalist or maybe an investigator, though he did not assume women could actually do that with supervision, considering the way the system worked. Whistling for a bit, he ended up replying to her. "I fight for a living, dool. I'm a boxer. The best there is, at that." he said simply, not holding back at praising himself, as he rarely ever did. Raising his hand with his fist clenched, he playfully tapped on his wrist, gripping it a bit. "This right hand hook has a nearly perfect knock out street. I'd say, what? Thirty five matches? Yeah, that'd be it."
Shaking his head, he got a bit more serious as she asked him if he had ever possibly been involved in any sort of death or serious harm. Questions like that really made him suspect exactly what she wanted, though it was likely not a problem of any sort for him, seeing how he had gotten away with the riskiest things he had ever done in his life. "Ah, you know how this is..." he said with a shrug, looking straight at her, intent plastered in his eyes. "...this is a rough sport, boxing. People get hurt when they take it too easy. As I said...I go hard, no matter what or who against." he admitted with another shrug, laying down his glass.
As luck would have it, his latest statement felt rather adequate when placed next to her question. Was she trying to see where he was hoping to get at? He had assumed it was painfully obvious by this stage, but apparently he was incredibly wrong. Such a shame really. Shaking his head, he grinned yet again. "Depends on how much you'd like to take from me." he retorted, staring at her.
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Post by Elizabeth Blythe on Jun 27, 2017 14:09:35 GMT -6
A boxer? Now that made sense why Jack had felt sort of hurt about her not knowing him, yet. Indeed that job of his only made the male more attractive, both for Eliza as an author as well as for her as a woman. As long as he knows how to behave, who would kick such a sexy eye catch out of the bed, especially with all of that muscles showing as well as hiding and not to mention his surely nice condition? "Interesting. Strange I haven´t heard of you yet but who knows, maybe fortuna pranked us both so we would end up her meeting in person. Where do you fight though? I sure would love to see you in action once now that I know who the best boxer is." Elizabeth had to admit that even with the little bit of silence, the boxer actually had answered all of her questions even if more or less vague.
Drinking from her glass she thought about his last remark. How much did she want to take from him? Or rather how much more would she like to take from him after already getting a free night of drinks so far? Eventually though she would try to get to know where or if there were any limits. "Well how about all of you?" She started of their negotiation with a with a whicked smirk.
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Post by Jackson Reed on Jun 27, 2017 14:18:36 GMT -6
Tapping his fingers on the counter, the boxer found her incredibly curious in more ways than one. Taking a slow and deep breath, he looked up at the ceiling, thinking about her question. "Well, I fight around enough. Just keep your eyes on the billboards, babe." he said rather simply, shrugging and focusing his stare on Eliza once again, now. "If you want to see me knocking some sense into an idiot, though, I can definitely ask my main guy to find you some front row seats."
Rubbing the back of his head, he could not help but grin slightly at her, some mischief planted on his facial expression. His darker toned eyes locked in Eliza's frame, Jack chuckled slightly, looking away for a split second before being unable to resist talking back at her and smirking as he said so. "Sounds like a plan. Care to follow me around?" he asked, his eyebrow raised as he really did not worry about losing too much more time with chit chat. She knew what he wanted and he definitely knew what she was looking for, so why not engage in some nice sessions of fun?
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Post by Elizabeth Blythe on Jun 27, 2017 14:37:46 GMT -6
"Oh yes I would love to see that." Actually not really being able to believe what she just had said herself, saphire eyes were sparkling in excitement as she immagined all the things she possibly would get to witness at such a fight. Surely it would do her crime novel big good. Yet since it would be her first sight of actual violance surely at the day of the event she would have quite the rollercoaster of feelings. Definitely she would have to remind herself not to eat that day.
Right now however in face Eliza sensed how the feeling of hunger was growing inside her, yet it was not for food but another kind of meat. "Alright then mister big bad wolf. If you can promise me I get out of your fangs later on in one piece I will follow you everywhere."
The End ;D?
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