The Polecat Dive - Free-form Strip Club RP

[Osiriscot]

"Ahh... c'maaan! Two hunnerd! Don't make me... hic... beg!" The drunk slapped two hundred dollar bills down on the bartop and, taking this as a done deal, grabbed her ass roughly with one hand, an evil grin on his face.

"Yeah... that's what I'm talkin' about! Why don'tcha come over to one of the booths with me? Get a bit more.. hic.. private!"

[BlueLight]

Whincing she replied.
"I'm not... that type... of girl. Let go you...r touching m...y tail."

Even though she was modest compared to most kitusams this was making her kinda hot getting doltted over by two men.

[Osiriscot]

Ignoring her protests, the drunkard continued fondling her ass, apparently the drink hadn't had much effect on his downstairs area since he was pitching quite the tent in his trousers as he leaned over and began sucking on her face, slobbering on her like an excited puppy.

[BlueLight]

She tried shaking him off with her hand. This was quite annoying having some not only grab her ass but randomly touch her tail.

[Osiriscot]

The man showed no signs of letting up. As far as he was concerned, he'd paid her like any other girl and could do what he wanted.. including attempting to slip his hand inside her pants and feel for her intimate area, still drooling and slobbering lecherously.

[BlueLight]

She tries to turn around and slap him.

(you know i sorta feel sorry for any GM that has me. I seem to be anti sex in any RP i'm in even if i portray my character as sexual. )

[Osiriscot]

OOC: No worries, this guy's not supposed to be getting any.. in fact, I kind-of imagined you'd have slapped him off already.

Taking the slap in a less than heroic fashion, the man gets angry.

"Fuckin' mistake, bitch!" He growled angrily, then reached out and slapped her hard across her face then attempted to pick her up and put her over his shoulder, assumedly intending to carry her to one of the back rooms.

[BlueLight]

"let me go or i'll tell your mother you were in a strip club!" Lina hope that this would work in his drunken state. In fact she would be amazed if this worked.
If not she was going to forward and pull his clothing up and hopefully that would pull her down.

[thedude9351]

Dan a bouncer/security saw the drunken hauling off the protesting women so he stepped right in his way "sir i'm going to have to ask you to put the girl down and come with me" he is wearing a hat with security written on it.

[Osiriscot]

The distinctive 'chickchick' sound of a shotgun being cocked came from behind Dan, the sight of Michael standing with his trousers around his ankles, a shotgun in his hands and a small wet spot on his boxers probably a common one to the people of the Polecat Dive by now.

"Get out the way, Dan, I'ma blow this sumbitch a new orifice.. maybe then he'll be able ta' take three dicks at once like he's always wanted?" Mike grunted, his cigarette hanging limply out of the corner of his mouth and bouncing up and down as he spoke, flicking ash onto the floor. The drunk man paused for a moment, seeing both Dan and Michael glaring at him angrily.

"Yeah.. okay.. sure.. was just leavin'.. hic.. anyway!" He said, dropping Lina to the floor indignantly.

[thedude9351]

Dan steps out of the way "sure thing boss"

[BlueLight]

Getting up she looks at both her rescuers and does a deep head bow and says "thank you for helping me and sorry to cause you trouble." then standing back up straight and realizing that her long hair is cover her face she quickly brushes it to the back of her head again.

[Osiriscot]

"No trouble.. just sorry we get assholes like that in here from time ta' time. I'm.. uh.. I'm about done in my office, if you'd prefer to go wait in there." Michael chuckled slightly as he pulled up his jeans and re-buckled them. He slung his shotgun over his shoulder as he spied the drunkard stumbling out through the front door and turned to Dan.

"Who the fuck's meant to be mannin' the bar? I told Bill to get someone over here... if that assclown is blowin' his load in Clarabelle again instead'a doin' his work I'ma shove his next paycheck so far up his ass he's gonna' be coughin' out dollar bills for a month!" He grumbled.

[thedude9351]

"I should look into geting a bartenders licences so this crap doesn't happen again. i'll put pepper spray in bill's next drink for that."

[BlueLight]

"Id perfer waiting out here" she replied after he and dan were done conversing.

(going to go to bed now. I might stay on for a little while just don't be surprised if i drop off all of a sudden.)

[thedude9351]

he looked at the girl "sorry i took so long to stop him can i buy you a drink to make it up to you?" he asks with a nervous grin

[Osiriscot]

"Well, ya' handled yerself well, Dan. Sit down, I'll make ya' both a drink.." Michael gave Dan a pat on the shoulder, then went around behind the bar and stashed his shotgun on one of the lower shelves before grabbing two glasses and putting them down on the bartop. He then noticed the two hundred dollar bills the guy had left behind and picked them up.

"Well.. looky at that. He was nice enough to leave a tip." Michael grinned and placed one of them down in front of Lina, put her glass down on top of it and poured out a double shot of whisky for her and another for Dan.

"Compensation.. fer bein' fondled." He nodded with a smile as he shoved the other hundred dollars in the cash register. "An' that's fer makin' me come out here with my trousers 'round my ankles."

[BlueLight]

Thank you she said as she grabbed the glass with one hand and started drinking the liquid. She normally drinks Sake but she needed a drink after the attack and this would work just fine.
With her other hand she grabbed the bill. No point in being rude.

[thedude9351]

Dan drinks his drink quickly and slams the glass down"I'll take another"

[Osiriscot]

"Don't push yer luck, ya' cheeky git." Michael eyed Dan sideways, but poured him another anyway. He then poured himself a shot and looked up at Lina.

"So.. what's yer name, lass? An' how'd ya' come ta' find yerself broken down at this time've night with a strip club as yer only choice of telephone?" He asked as he took a sip of the whisky and pulled a face. It wasn't the worst stuff in the world, but he'd had much better.

"An' by the way.. ya' handled that bloke pretty well. Ya' sure I couldn't offer ya' a job? Cus I need more girls that don't lose their heads when guys get handsy."