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thingsgoboom (thingsgoboom) wrote in reesyn_nm_rpg,
@ 2008-08-14 18:36:00

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[status] incomplete, macha culann, zac finch

Who: Zac Finch, Macha Culann
When: August 15, 7:20pm
Where: The Twilight Moon
Rating/Warning: TBA

If there was one thing in the world Zac loved as much as his bike, it was annoying Macha Culann. He took every opportunity he could to irritate her, especially when he'd had a boring week so far. There was nothing like an irate Macha to liven the place up, after all.

If he was honest, he'd admit there was probably something twisted about their entire relationship, but he'd never been that interested in thinking too hard about things. So instead he grabbed a shower and got dressed for a evening of pissing off the she-wolf.

With a smirk on his face he climbed onto his bike, then rode the short distance to the Twilight Moon. He'd parked and climbed off the bike, heading to the bars entrance. His smirk still firmly in place when he pushed through the doors and headed toward the bar to grab a beer.

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moonlit_skies
2008-08-14 09:24 pm UTC (link)

At the precise moment that Zac strode into the place, Macha emerged from her office that was hidden away from the public's eye in the back of the bar. She'd been there for just little over an hour going over paperwork of the day, and placing an order of needed supplies to one of the bar's suppliers, after have met her cousin, Jackson, for an early dinner. It was early yet, the place not normally going into full swing til about 8pm, which would allot the blonde time to catch a drink in one of the empty back booths and survey all that was going on inside the bar.

Macha slipped behind the bar to pull a beer from the cooler, popping the cap as she moved out from behind it only to have her steps stop abruptly when those twin set of dark eyes of hers settled on the familiar form making an approach toward the bar. A sight that had a scowl tugging at the corners of her mouth. Of all the bars scattered around Reesyn why did he find the need to make hers the stopping point of the night. She should just outright ban the man from her place of business.

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thingsgoboom
2008-08-14 09:56 pm UTC (link)

If there was one thing Zac wasn't worried about in this game of theirs, it was her banning him from the bar. To actually ban him, that would be admitting defeat, saying she couldn't put up with his occasional visit to her place of business. And while it wasn't much of a victory, it was one he'd take, and then gloat about endlessly. He knew enough about the blonde to know she'd never let him think he'd won.

When he caught sight of her, and her scowl, he just smirked harder and made his way closer to her and the bar she'd just slipped out from behind. He walked the couple steps past here, turning to lean against the bar a little as he watched and spoke to her, before he said anything. "Well, well, if it isn't my very favorite furball." Nodding his head a little toward her beer, "you gonna get me one of those?"

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moonlit_skies
2008-08-14 10:39 pm UTC (link)

"One beer." Macha said with a light smirk, totally choosing to ignore his little furball comment, as she set the open one she had in her hand on the counter, sliding it the short distance toward Zac. It was a beer, freshly opened and it wasn't like she had taken even the smallest of sips from it.

"Make sure you pay the tender, wouldn't want you arrested for theft." Macha rounded out from behind the bar with that smirk settled smugly on her lips. Again the blonde tried to make her way to one of the back booths, though with this attempt it was minus a beer.

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thingsgoboom
2008-08-15 01:57 am UTC (link)

Zac quirked a brow at that, but accepted the beer anyways.

"Doubt anyones gonna arrest me for forgetting to buy one beer," he pointed out. But all the same, he pulled a few bills from his wallet and dropped them on the counter. He was there to bother her personally, not actually mess with her business.

Being a man who was not easily thwarted, he followed behind her, intending to sit close enough to pester her still but not actually be sitting with her.

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moonlit_skies
2008-08-15 07:06 pm UTC (link)

"You really need to find yourself a new hobby." Macha hadn't needed to make a glance over her shoulder to know she was being stalked from the bar to one of the booths in the back, Zac's scent was giveaway enough for the she-wolf to know the man trailed her through the bar.

He'd been doing that for years now, not that she was all that innocent in causing friction between them whenever she found herself crossing paths with him, showing up at random places that she just happened to be at(the Twilight Moon being the most frequent of them all)just to get under her skin. And it all seemed to have started after HIS bike crossed in front of her jeep. Some people just needed to be more careful. Be more aware of their surroundings.

After a waitress was snagged to bring her a beer, Macha settled in at one of the back booths. She could totally try ignoring the irritating Zac. Hope that he would plain just go away, but Macha had a feeling that little scenario wouldn't work all that well. Zac was too persistent a little bug for him to give up so easily in his quest to irritate the hell out of her.

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thingsgoboom
2008-08-17 02:45 am UTC (link)

Zac didn't even bother to hide his amusement at that. Wasn't like it was the first time he'd been told so, and it likely wouldn't be the last either. But the day he actually did anything the pesky, speed-crazed furball said was the day folk were ice skating in hell.

It really all started when HER jeep just came barreling through the stop sign, smashing into his bike, and it was damn lucky he had demon blood in him otherwise who knew how the night would have been different. As it was, his precious bike needed some serious repairs, and so his personal favorite hobby, Piss off Macha, had begun. Though along the way it had twisted a little, becoming more of an actual game to him then it had started. He was less likely to try blowing up her toes now, anyways then he had been in those first few months.

Settling himself in the booth closest to her, sitting so he was facing her, he sipped at his own beer. Then announced, loud enough that her freaky wolf hearing would pick it up, "I don't think you really want me to find a new hobby furball. Who would talk to you then?"

[ooc: If anything I say about the accident, or anything really, doesn't mesh right with you, please just let me know. I'm more then happy to change it to something else! :) Oh, also, you don't suppose there's peanuts or pretzels or something on the tables? Sometimes there is, sometimes there's not and I'm trying to get a feel for what he could be doing to bug her. lol]

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moonlit_skies
2008-08-17 12:44 pm UTC (link)

"Hmmm. Let me think a bit on that." Macha pausing with her words only long enough to take a drink of her beer. "Maybe someone who could hold an interesting conversation? Someone whose intelligence ran higher then that of an irritating slug. The list is endless. And just think you sit there way at the bottom of it." Macha said in quite the calm and casual manner as she settled further back into the booth.

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thingsgoboom
2008-08-18 10:27 pm UTC (link)

He ignored Macha for a moment, having flagged down a waitress of his own to order up some grub, though it was clear he'd heard her by the way his smirk twitched and seemed to tighten just around the edges.

When the waitress had walked away, he turned his attention back to Macha. Pretending to raise his eyebrow in confusion when he asked, "you know how to hold an interesting conversation? And here I was, thinking all you knew how to talk about was chasing rabbits in the woods." Insincerely apologetic, "my bad."

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moonlit_skies
2008-08-19 07:41 pm UTC (link)

"Wow. You come up with that bit all on your own, Zac? Have to say I'm a bit impressed." Macha shot back with words that dripped with sarcasm.

"And as much as I've been enjoying our friendly little bantering session here," Macha started as she slid out from the booth to stand, "I do have slightly more important things to see to. I'm sure you can find some desperately lonely woman, who's in dire need of a mans company, to help you pass the night away." Grabbing her beer from the table Macha started her walk away. A walk that would take her right past the booth Zac had settled down in.

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thingsgoboom
2008-08-26 02:50 am UTC (link)

With just as much sarcasm back, "really? Is it hard to do that, Macha? I always figured just waving a big bone in your face was enough to impress ya."

When she spoke of a desperately lonely woman, he raised a brow at her. He didn't even have to look around the room to know in his opinion she was his best bet for entertainment for the night. Her walking past his booth was a little perfect in his opinion. He had to admit, the thought of just sticking his foot out and tripping her was appealing.

But not nearly as appealing as the route he went with, which was using his aggravation and a little focus (to send them where he wanted) to blow the bowl of peanuts on his table up, sending most of them flying her way. Though he looked as innocent as he ever did afterwards, drinking his beer casually.

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