Post by Kiera on Jul 18, 2010 0:01:45 GMT -5
Kiera watched as they both continued to talk to each other before Badr stalked off to the back room. "Business I s'ppose that's what ya can call it. Though I just like to think my parents wanted me outta the house. To be on my own." She paused. "Find a fit husband." She burst out laughing. "As if." Kiera laughed softly, tossing a drink to the man sitting two seats down from Harleigh.
"So you're parents are weres too?" She asked, looking back at her every so often. "That kinda thing ain't happening in a place like this...that's for sure." Kiera snickered softly. "Hey." She paused, shrugging one shoulder. "You never know."
"That sure is alot to remember in one night....with a belly full of Jack."
Kiera's eyes flicked to the door as it opened and a large man walked in. Just by glancing at him, Kiera knew he was trouble. "Fuck me." She cursed under her tongue as she realized who it was. It was Kyle, he was known for causing trouble and being a lone wolf who ran by no one's rules but his own. Brows furrowed, she looked to harleigh and smiled softly. "Well, let's hope it sticks, huh?"
As Kyle walked towards the bar, Kiera took in a deep breath. Wanting to just serve the guy and get it over with. The sooner his drank and left, the better for everyone. "Whiskey, on the rocks." Kiera nodded. "Okay... gonna have to be more specific than that." She wasn't trying to be snarky or bitchy. It was just... obvious. She wasn't a fuckin' mind reader for cryin' out loud.
"Bitch, I said whiskey."
She could feel it already. Twice in one night had customers called her a bitch. She was half glad Badr wasn't there. "Calm down. Right now." She told him, her voice firm. "Bitch, you shut up. I asked for a fucking whiskey on the rocks. Just give it to me."
Kiera's jaw set and a slow growl lifted from her throat. She knew she'd have to call him in. She didn't want to get in trouble for kicking this He-wolf's ass for being a dick. "Badr." She called, eyes still locked on Kyle.
"So you're parents are weres too?" She asked, looking back at her every so often. "That kinda thing ain't happening in a place like this...that's for sure." Kiera snickered softly. "Hey." She paused, shrugging one shoulder. "You never know."
"That sure is alot to remember in one night....with a belly full of Jack."
Kiera's eyes flicked to the door as it opened and a large man walked in. Just by glancing at him, Kiera knew he was trouble. "Fuck me." She cursed under her tongue as she realized who it was. It was Kyle, he was known for causing trouble and being a lone wolf who ran by no one's rules but his own. Brows furrowed, she looked to harleigh and smiled softly. "Well, let's hope it sticks, huh?"
As Kyle walked towards the bar, Kiera took in a deep breath. Wanting to just serve the guy and get it over with. The sooner his drank and left, the better for everyone. "Whiskey, on the rocks." Kiera nodded. "Okay... gonna have to be more specific than that." She wasn't trying to be snarky or bitchy. It was just... obvious. She wasn't a fuckin' mind reader for cryin' out loud.
"Bitch, I said whiskey."
She could feel it already. Twice in one night had customers called her a bitch. She was half glad Badr wasn't there. "Calm down. Right now." She told him, her voice firm. "Bitch, you shut up. I asked for a fucking whiskey on the rocks. Just give it to me."
Kiera's jaw set and a slow growl lifted from her throat. She knew she'd have to call him in. She didn't want to get in trouble for kicking this He-wolf's ass for being a dick. "Badr." She called, eyes still locked on Kyle.