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Tweak says, "valary is hot"

Sheldon Mackendrick (thegambler) wrote in nosuchplace,
@ 2009-07-16 19:52:00

Entry tags:

hera watts, sheldon mackendrick

Saturday: February 2, 2008
Who: Sheldon and Hera
When: Evening
Where: The Wine Bar
What: A confrontation eventually leads to a potential friendship

"No thanks, I've already been taken care of." Well, what the hell was there to do when someone was taking care of everybody at the bar? Sheldon wasn't much of the "table server" sort of guy. He preferred to stay behind the bar and stick around with the brooding loners and the casual chatters who were either getting to know each other or were trying to make small talk before potentially sleeping with each other. This was becoming a challenge because someone kept taking his "costumers". This led to him to just lean against a shelf of drinks until someone motioned for a bartender.

When that moment occured, he nearly bumped into a female he hadn't met before. He blocked her way and looked her dead in the face. She was kind of screaming "I could beat your ass", but Sheldon didn't give a shit. "You know, there are five fucking bartenders working tonight. Can you try to not to be four of them? I don't feel like sitting on my ass all night."

He grabbed the gentleman's glass and went to get his refill of red wine.

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Sorry about the wait. I suck D:

varulv
2009-07-22 08:16 pm UTC (link)

Hera couldn't just sit around and do nothing all day or night. While she understood and appreciated the fact that she was accompanied by other bartenders, it was in her nature to somewhat be aggressive in taking care of the people who came in. Some of the bartenders seemed to work up a chat with each other and put off the person they were serving entirely, so she happily took on their work load. It wasn't her fault they were neglecting to do their job.

This happened frequently and she supposed she got more "no negation" when it came to sweeping in and taking the reigns if bartenders slacked off. This job was close to home and she was fucking good in this genre. If she was actually going to be able to do something she enjoyed in the haven job wise, then no body better have gotten in the damn way.

When one of the bartenders, one of the very few males confronted her about her appearing to hog all of the workload she waited for him to set down the gentleman's glass and tilted her head to inspect him. He was good looking, but she could tell immediately that he was an asshole. Or at least he gave off that vibe as strong as a shot of tequila.

"Well, four of the fucking bartenders are just using this job as a social environment. So, I figured I would do a little something called serving the customers. You know, that thing that occurs when you handle the alcoholic beverages and hand them to the people here? It really isn't my fault if you're too slow to get in some customers. Don't be such a sore fucking loser."

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NO SUCK! D:

thegambler
2009-07-25 11:17 pm UTC (link)

Yeah, he should have know she was going to hand him some bitchy comment. In response he pretty much hissed back at her. "I'm not a fucking dumb ass. I went to school for this unlike you or anyone else around here. The people working here say they can "make drinks". Sure they can, read any decent manual and you're fucking set to work this area. I went to school for this, it's something to do in this shithole so yeah, I'm going to be a sore loser when someone who actually knows how to do their job is getting it taken away."

He walked away from her to move towards another customer, his head buzzing a little bit from being able to tell a woman, who was slightly frightening off. He wasn't going to be gentle against her attitude. Though he had to say she was a great addition to the good looking ladies in the work crew.

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varulv
2009-07-27 02:26 am UTC (link)

Oh, he went to school? He was one of those people. One of those people who needed to be kicked off their fucking high horse. "I went to school too for this you know. But I don't act like I'm better than everyone else around me because of it. " No, there was no way in hell that he was getting away from her. If she had to put him in a choke hold, then tackle him to the floor in order to get him to her, then so be it.

"Do you think I find this place to be a wonderland? Do you think I skip around the minute I wake up in the morning because I'm so thrilled to be here? No. But that doesn't mean I have a right to be a giant dick." She slammed down a beer on the table in front of a man had been waiting for the drink for who knows how long. "So, if I don't have a right, you don't either because we're both in the same boat sorry to tell you."

Unlike Mr. hissy fit, she didn't go anywhere. If he wanted to serve drinks and duke it out, Hera was all for it.

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thegambler
2009-07-28 12:21 am UTC (link)

Oh, Sheldon could do this all day. He had nothing better to fucking do. It wasn't like back home where he had to worry about going back to the record store. "Yeah, maybe you do think this is some wonderland. You near skip around the fucking place. Why don't you perform right next to the piano player, your radiance will go along swimmingly with her playing." He went behind her to pour a shot of whiskey and slammed the glass so hard in front of an annoying woman, he near broke the glass.

"Be a dick all you want." He gave a smug smile before he folded his arms. "Guess that means we've entered a new boat."

He poured a new customer his beer and simply glared at Hera, expecting them to be finished.

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varulv
2009-07-31 05:32 am UTC (link)

Hera spit in the beer Sheldon had poured for the customer and slid it into her own hands. "I'm sorry sir, let me get you another glass." She turned around with a grin and walked ever so casually away from him while she spoke. She actually hoped he would follow. No person argued with her for this long. It was getting fun actually. "Look. I'd rather be here than rotting away with the thousands of other corpses beyond here. See? Positivity, you lack it. I guess it's a part of your personality. I can kind of tell."

She chuckled at his earlier comment about her being a "dick". "That's fine by me. I probably have a bigger set of balls than you do, buddy." She turned to look at him and brushed a stray strand of blonde hair away from her eyes. "If we were ever in the same boat? I'd kick you the hell off of it."

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thegambler
2009-08-12 10:50 pm UTC (link)

Sheldon ran a finger across a brow when Hera spat in the beer he had set down. "Very lady like. Nice, just fucking fantastically nice." The psychic stated under an annoyed breath. "Yeah, well I'd rather work when you're not working because I doubt this place will get the proper service with us fighting and spitting in people's drinks." He stuffed his hands in his pockets. "And yes, I love being a negative person. That means I don't set my standards to high."

Not wanting to argue any longer, Sheldon decided to separate from the stranger. He could work on one side of the bar, she could have the other. He made that clear by reaching over the bar and getting a chair. He used that chair to set up a line that split the area in half. There they could serve people and not have to communicate unless he needed to pass something over to her or vise versa.

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varulv
2009-08-23 01:27 am UTC (link)

Hera suddenly became curious about the stranger. Why the hell was he so pessimistic? Maybe he was here longer and saw things she wasn't used to. Or maybe he just was an asshole who was always thinking about the negative over the positive. Maybe he just never experienced more positive situations which turned him into the asshole that he was or at least was being. "Look. Let's try to at least set a reason why you're being this way. At least tonight. I'm not trying to reign myself as some bar tending champ. I'm just trying to keep my mind off things. The rumors, the bitches here doing nothing. I had no idea you were into actually doing work here."

She followed him, determined to either continue to argue or now get to know this bartender. "Look. If I have to be the one to have the brass balls and say I am sorry, then fine. I really am sorry. I guess I get a little to competitive."

The lycanthrope made sure to block his way once again. "I'm Hera. Can we at least start there? You can tell me to fuck off at least after I get your name."

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