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Jack ([info]jackmelendez) wrote in [info]chicagothread,
@ 2008-01-15 14:01:00

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WHO: Ryanne and Jack.
WHERE: Some sleezy bar.
WHEN: Afternoon.
WHAT: Keeping to herself.
RATING: PG-13, it's Jack and Ryanne we're talking about.



"Morning Jack." the bartender said a little too sunny. Arching a dark brow had the petite Latina seated herself at the bar. "Jay... it's fucking one o'clock." a slight smirk fell to her coral colored lips with that rasp of her voice. Jacelynn Melendez leaned in a little bit and picked up a car magazine flipping through it. Nothing of interest, slapping it down onto the wooden counter as she nodded to the bartender. "Tequila and tonic." when that was said her glass was shortly slid over to her. Normally the girl would gulp it with no problem, but today for some reason she wanted to savor the taste. Jay was really the only one who knew she was a cop, especially since she was dressed in a long sleeve black shirt with jeans and high top sneakers.

Her frame had always been small and lithe, and despite her tomboy antics, she definitely was a woman. Dark ebony strands fell around her chin, framing it so and the rest tumbled in waves around her mid-back. Keeping her coat to the side of her, sipping her drink.



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[info]ryanne
2008-01-15 07:31 pm UTC (link)
Ryanne had been up and out almost all night and when she pulled her self back to her apartment her roomie was ready to take her to the gym again. Not that Ryanne needed to go, she was tall, lanky and had the figure of a teenage boy. However, Steena believed she needed to tone up, like that would help. Slipping into the tightest black pair of pants and a large white v-neck rock and roll shirt she headed out the door again, slipping her sun glasses on. "Fuck." She muttered undear her husky voice and climbed into her new car. She hasn't slept yet but what better way to wake up than to drink yourself awake?

Finding herself at a random bar she wondered in, scanning the place before pulling a seat at the bar she ordered a beer and looked to her left, spotting the small girl and smiled a bit. The bar tender knew Ryanne as well and gave her three beers to chug down before drinking the fourth slowly. "Can I see that magazine please?" she asked Jack finally.

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[info]jackmelendez
2008-01-15 07:47 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah sure, man." the brunette eyed the other for a minute and moved the magazine over with her elbow, sliding it toward the other girl. "What are you doing for the holiday?" Jay asked, being a usual jackass. "Do you seriously want me to punch you?" Jack smirked tomboyishly, and moved some of her hair out of her face, downing some of that tequila and tonic. "Valentines day?" furrowing her eyebrows and Jay just smiled.

"Nothing..." Melendez muttered as she looked up at him. "You think you might wanna..." he began, she didn't know if he was joking or serious. "Trust me when I say you can't handle me." a sincere smile. "All right, Jack, if that's the way you want to play it." he was beaming.

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[info]ryanne
2008-01-15 07:55 pm UTC (link)
Taking the mag she flipped through it, searching for something better than what she was driving of course. It sat out front probably leaking some fluid and knowing her, she'd light a smoke and toss it in just watch it blow up. "Thanks" she muttered. The two began to talk and Ryanne couldn't help but chuckle to herself, Jay thought Ryanne was a guy therefore never bothered hitting on her. Believe me, she was happy he didn't too. "Jay, stop being a creep to the poor girl." She told him with a smirk before pounding her three beers then opened her fourth. She left the magazine open on a page she was reading and sat back a bit.

Playing with bottle around her lips she eyed the woman up next to her. Jay smirked and rolled his eyes as he knew Ryanne was thinking somehting up.

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[info]jackmelendez
2008-01-15 08:03 pm UTC (link)
The woman didn't consider this anymore than someone she saw at a bar. There were no sparks. Sure, Ryanne was hot, but Jack wasn't in the right mind frame to even think of anything less than just seeing someone at a bar. "It's fine, it's his full time job." once Jack finished her drink she got up from her stool and leaned into the bar, probably giving whomever a good view of her ass in those tight jeans and reached forward messing up Jay's hair.

"I'm gonna go play some pool. And probably either kick ass or lose." a shrug of her shoulders effortlessly and she was gone, heading towards the pool table with a bunch of guys.

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[info]ryanne
2008-01-15 08:22 pm UTC (link)
She sipped down her fourth beer as she watched the woman leave the bar and go to the pool tables. Now Ryanne could play pool and she was quite good at it so there she went, following over with her beer in her hand and searching for her pack of smokes in her shirt pocket. "I'll play you." She told her before lighting a cigarette up.

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[info]jackmelendez
2008-01-15 10:55 pm UTC (link)
"Really?" saying more of a statement than a question as she snapped her head to the side to see the oncoming stranger. All right, this was getting interesting. This woman had Jack's attention as she grabbed a cue and began to chalk it up. Some biker-type of man had used the triangle and began to place the marble balls in correct order, but... for some reason he seemed gay because he was color coding the balls.

"Uh... man?" she asked, elbowing the larger and much more stronger man.

"Yeah, sorry, babe. Go ahead." he nodded, and basically sat down to watch. "Don't call me babe." her voice rasped but held no tone of acid...yet anyway. "You played before?" she asked the stranger, meaning Ryanne.

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[info]ryanne
2008-01-17 03:30 am UTC (link)
She watched Jack for a bit before glancing at the guy fixing the balls. She arched a brow, sipping her beer down like it's water. Nothing could get her fucked up anymore it seems. It was sad too because Ryanne has been searching for something to knock her on her ass for once. Finally leaning against the wall she rubbed her face and waited. It felt like forever until Jack spoke and forced Ryanne's attention back to her. "Yeah, I have actually." She sipped her beer and looked back at Jay for another and yes she meant bring it to her. "I'd consider myself as a good player, too." She added before finally going to take a cue and chalked it up, watching Jack to watch her shot.

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[info]jackmelendez
2008-01-17 03:37 am UTC (link)
Ah cocky. Great. This outta' be fun. Jack smiled politely for the moment and made her first shot, red in the left pocket. The way she had angled it even amazed some of the onlookers. She could be just as cocky when she wanted to be. The Latina arched an eyebrow in a sexy way and pursed her lips for a moment in an effort to be snide. "Proceed." raspy voice exhaled as she set the cue by her hip, holding it with one hand and leaned her weight onto her right foot. Of course the girl did notice alcohol intake of this woman and had to say she was a little impressed to say the least.

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