Los Angeles: Blood Moon - ❌🎃ch7-i-was-out-for-one-day

Chapter 7 Location: Ash & Daniels Cigar Bar, LA Hills Outskirts Players: @Andante [Volg] @Billy O’Riley (Ash) ST: Probably not Necessary Previous scenes: ch7-i-see-trouble (edited)

10:56

Upon arriving to her workplace after her break day, Billy likely finds it a mess, with the bar stand having a huge hole in it and signs of gunfire slowly being mended by Volg and some workers he hired for this

10:57

@Billy O’Riley (Ash) (ready when you are)

A small 5’ nothing woman, dressed in dark blue sweats with a backpack over her shoulders stopped outside the bar, her teal eyes flitting about the place. She was a smidge early, her change of clothes for work in her bag. The woman gawked at the scene, ambling closer to Volg as she exasperatedly remarked, “I knew ya got punchy but this is a bit excessive, ol’ man! Who’s cereal did ya piss in this time? “

11:12

@Andante [Volg]

The man who is a solid 2 foot taller than her, and generally does not take shit from anyone for any reason chuckles at the comment and looks down at his employee "Some people fucked around, some people found out. With a shotgun. Gangs seldom respect boundaries before you beat it into the little shits" He offers Billy one of the better cigars "You have a coworker now, by the way." (edited)

Billy scoffs with a half smile and chuckled, “What kind of charity is this, takin’ in a stray already? Or do you suddenly want more muscle for the shelling?” Before taking the cigar with a little nod of thanks and pulling a lighter from her backpack. Tucking the cigar between her teeth, she held a hand over the end and lit the cigar before placing the lighter away. With a drag from the of the blunt, she squinted at the different bullet holes and ambled to a spot in the bar. She staggered her stance and pulled her hands up to hold an invisible shotgun, taking two steps back before puffing a plume from her mouth with a silent ”pow”

11:33

There was a strange familiarity in her eyes as she repeated the process, step by step before letting her hands drop to her side, pulling the cigar away with a grumble

"Come now, kid, you should know better than anyone I don't do charity. I expect her to pull her weight and then some. But yes, I do need some more muscle, I can only be in one place at a time, and if a gang's starting shit, well. I imagine you can guess." He then walks away for a moment, as the workers are bringing in the new bar stand, as the current one has been crushed into pieces, annoyed with their struggilng he easily hoists it under his arm and brings it over and continues speaking "Besides, I'm certain you'd like some company. Though I think she'll mostly be doing external work, she's out on an errand as we speak."

11:38

As he sets down the stand in the new location, he walks back over to Billy "Actually I did just have a thought, you packing heat, kid? Cuz you might need to, just in case."

Billy walked back over to her boss and grumbled, “Yeah, I can’t blame ya… Right nasty bit o’ damage.” Before continuing to smoke the cigar. At the mention of fire arms a sly grin hit her face as she shrugged and whipped out a throwing knife from her waist band area, swapping which hand held the cigar as she spoke, “Too loud ‘n messy fer my likein’” before placing the cigar in her mouth again. In a flash she moved, whipping the knife with uncanny precision at the broken bar and quickly followed up by drawing and hucking a different blade with the other hand with the same degree of finesse. Both blade landed on either side of one of the bullet holes (5suxx). She takes the cigar in her other hand as she spoke, “Plus Kevlar isn’t as effective against knives… but aye, I can use a gun if you wanna palm one off.” She walked over and plucked her knives and placed them away.

Volg sarcastically claps at the display of knife throwing ability "Could be working a circus, instead you're rotting away at a cigar bar." With a chuckle he will pull out a Colt Magnum Heavy Revolver from his belt and pass it off, it doesn't look like it's ever been used "Carry this fucker with me for show, but more of a fist guy"

12:03

He starts doing measurements to make sure everything fits where it's meant to "By the way if you feel it's too dangerous around here now, not gonna blame you if you quit."

Billy grinned and quipped back, “Aye, we could go together, strongman!” Before furrowing her brow and nodding to the cigar she was still enjoying, “Can’t ever hold a job, most folk can’t handle a good sassin’.” She turned to him and cocked her head, “Quit now? Right when I finally got things good just ‘cause it’s a wee bit more excitin’? Ya wound me, Volg. Nay, I don’t think I’m done tormentin’ ya quite yet.”

Volg chortles at the response and the fresh quip "You know, generally I don't let people sass me, as you've seen on numerous nights. But somehow you tickle the right funny notes. I respect your decision, see you don't come to regret it." satisfied with the fix-up job he wipes his hands "Should be able to take in customers now, the bullet holes will have to wait till tomorrow."

Billy shrugged, “Guess that means I still need to change.” She sighed before chuckling under her breath, “I was out for one day…” ===End===

Billy comes in to see the carnage of Volg's altrecation, banter ensued and she was made aware of her new coworker while Volg fixed up the bar and gave her a heavy revolver