Post by Administrator on Dec 29, 2011 18:10:07 GMT -5
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Hawkeye: *Comes in and sits at the bar. orders a drink* *long day, to be sure*
Birdie: *pulls her wet hair over her shoulder* Dodger passed the bronx to River...
Hawkeye: *quirks a brow at her wet hair but doesn't comment* and Prince handed Queens over to Styx.. *sips beer*
Hawkeye: *shakes head* things are changing
Birdie: *sits next to him and starts tugging her hairout of the braid so she can wring it out* I said it was...
Hawkeye: *chuckles and grins* That you did. ...little know it all *winks* *looks down at the puddle she created* Kay, what's with the wet...? Ya fall in the Hudsen?
Birdie: *frowns at him and shrugs* was raining in queens
Hawkeye: ah *now hears the thunder rolling towards Brooklyn* that would explain it. *sips beer* was only foggy when I was there... *looks over at her and grins at her soggy-ness* How'd the rest of your day go?
Birdie: Soggy.. *slights smile and tugs her braids out letting ehr hair fall damp around her shoulders* Other than.. not bad. Quiet.
Hawkeye: *chuckles, then brow furrows* Yeah, s'been too quiet for my liking... *brushes wet hair out of her face* All the change goin on and hardly a sound..
Birdie: *eyes drawn to his hand, shrugs her shoulders* could be the rain.. bar's deserted
Hawkeye: It is... *nods toward a booth* Care to get more comfortable? *the bar stool was starting to hurt his back*
Birdie: *shifts and takes her ties trailing fringser through her hair so it can dry and hops off the stool* what about you?
Hawkeye: *grabs his beer and takes her hand, leading her toward the booth as she seems distracted by her wet hair* *shrugs* bout the same as yours, 'cept less... *glances at her* ...wet. *chuckles*
Birdie: *impulsively sitcks her tongue out at him and sits down after he does-- leaning against him wet and all*
Hawkeye: *shakes his head at her getting him wet, but grins* You need somethin to warm you up, Soph? *looks around for a barmaid*
Birdie: *moves to slip off her jacket before leaning against his chest and using his jacket to wrap around her* Yeah.. you think the rain coming is like the calm before the storm, Sean?
Birdie: *smirks a bit* River taking over the bronx.... Styx in queens.. the points moving in... things'll come to a head..
Hawkeye: *shrugs off his jacket and wraps it around her then rests his arm back around her shoulders.* *nods* Could be... *motions for the barmaid to come over when he spots her* But I hate to think it's that close, ya know?
Birdie: *leans into him* Dad used to say that God doesn't deal us more than we can handle... *sets her hands over his and closes her eyes*
Hawkeye: *looks down at her and kisses her temple, one of his favorite things to do* As did the Sisters... *takes a sip of his beer* but jus caus we can handle it, don't mean it'll be easy... or pretty. *as the barmaid comes over he motions to Birdie with his head* Whatever she wants.
Birdie: *closes her eyes at the kiss and leans against him-- orders some whiskey and lets out a breath* nothing worth having his easy-- may be easy to have but not easy to keep
Hawkeye: *nods his head* There's truth to that. *rubs his arm up and down her coat covered arm to warm her* But we'll be alright, Soph. I'm sure of it
Birdie: *shifts to look up at him* we might... I think Decker's coming back.. *shrugs* Don't know he'll come because Spot put out the call sooner or later..
Hawkeye: *frowns into his beer, takes a sip* Ah, Decker... *he would like to get his hands on that sonovabitch*
Birdie: *shakes her head and nudges his chin with her nose, shaking her head again* that train of thought your on.. derail it.. Decker's my friend Hawk if nothin else..
Hawkeye: *shakes his head, still frowning* If you say so.. *sonovabitch*
Birdie: Derail.. it. I know you. *it's why they worked so well-- they knew each other on all those levels* So don't go swinging like River did at Danny for kissing Lucky...
Hawkeye: *chuckles* I don't "go swingin," Soph, I ain't from the Bronx. *sips his beer* I hit what I aim at...
Birdie: *tips his beer to her lips and takes a sip, smirks a bit* River's Brooklyn-- just cause you leave the borough don't mean you quit being Brooklyn if its at your heart you know
Hawkeye: *barmaid brings Birdie's wisky, Hawk nods and begins to wink at her as usual, but thinks better of it* *takes his beer back and finishes it* The 'splain ta me why he missed, hmm?
Birdie: Did he? *raises a brow at him, noticing how he changed his usual habit-- looks at him questioningly-- were they really changing like that for each other?*
Birdie: think he landed a few..
Hawkeye: *shrugs* Might as well have... he didn do much damage from what I heard *Still part Brooklyn, sure, but he'd been in the Bronx a while...* *sees her look but didn't address it*
Birdie: *still watching him* I can't blame Danny for not knowin-- I can't blame River for bein' upset of Lucks for bein in the middle..
Birdie: anymore than i can blame Danno for avoiding his Bread bitch..
Birdie: it's what love does to people...
Hawkeye: I ain't blamin them, Soph, jus sayin that if I went after Decker i wouldn't miss. *orders another beer and a shot of burbon* *glances down at her half smiling, half smirking* And what do you know of love, miss Schaffer? *he was teasing her, not poking fun at her. he liked teasing*
Birdie: Don't know a damn thing about it, Sean.... just know what I see...
Hawkeye: *chuckles* and you do see everything *grins at her*
Birdie: *slight smile* I'm Birdie... I see it all..
Hawkeye: *kisses her head* damn right you do. *it was part of what he lov-..liked about her. part of why he had to beat the living shit out of Decker if he showed back up in Brooks*
Birdie: *grins when he kisses her head, closing her eyes* Don't hit Decker..
Hawkeye: *chuckles* we'll see... *he had every intention of hitting the boy, not man, boy, should the opportunity present itself* *his drinks arive and he simply nodded his thanks. the barmaid gave him a look, but he ignored it*
Birdie: .. no we'll see.. *turns and tosses her shot back*
Hawkeye: *grins and knocks his back as well, relishing the burn* *pauses in the silence* No, I take that back. I'm gonna fuck him up. *damn bastard*
Birdie: *face palms and turns around to face him fully* You don't need too.
Hawkeye: *shrugs and looks at her* See, I think I do.
Birdie: No.. you don't..
Hawkeye: *frowns* After what he did? Somebody needs to
Birdie: What did he do? Leave... so does most of Brooklyn Hawk... and he saved my life too.. remember that.. hmm?
Hawkeye: *takes a sip of his beer* doesn't excuse hangin you out ta dry like he did... It was a douch move, Soph.
Birdie: *takes his beer and wraps her fingers around the neck* don't think he meant too Sean.. I made him nervous...
Hawkeye: *watches her drink part of his pint and chuckles. he never get's a full beer with her around* If he wasnt ready, he shouldn't have started it.
Birdie: *raises her brows at him-- tilting her head* do I make you nervous?
Hawkeye: *chuckles and looks down at her* No, love... *he'd been spending tooo much time with the Irish...* Ya don't
Birdie: *corners of her lips curve* you called me love... to much time with irish hmm? *or do you mean it*
Hawkeye: *laughs that she caught him* Aye, that I have... *he totally does*
Birdie: *smirks a bit* with a name like Sean.. maybe you are Irish.. somewhere..
Hawkeye: *shruggs* *didn't know his parents, so it could be possible...* We'll knever know
Birdie: *thanks about that-- knew her parents-- only told him about her mom and the typhoid..* don't think it matters..ik toch van je hou
Hawkeye: *quirks a brow at her* and what's all that mean, hmm? *he spoke passible French, thanks to his upbringing, but danish was lost on him*
Birdie: learn Danish.. and you'll know.. *small smile, kind of likes having that to fall back on and say things without having to say them*
Hawkeye: *chuckles* I see... well, comment de je vous embrasse maintenant?
Birdie: *raises a brow-- Danish being her native language-- French? Not a clue* ... what did you ask?
Hawkeye: *grins* Learn French and you'll know... *teasing, always teasing*
Birdie: *slow smile* already keeping secrets..... don't think that's going to last long..
Hawkeye: *shrugs, unafraid* You figure out what I said, you come give me your answer, mmkay? *half hopes she does*
Birdie: comment de je vous embrasse maintenant right? *smiles* I know who to ask..
Hawkeye: *grins* You're like a parrot sometimes, you know that? *chuckles* Yeah that's right
Birdie: Parrots a birdie.. *grins at him*
Hawkeye: That it is... *finishes his beer and puts money on the table for all their drinks* *nods toward the door* A run in the rain might be good... you in?
Birdie: *shifts up and grabs her jacket, tugging her hair into a messy bun* I'll beat you back..
Hawkeye: *laughs, gets up and put his jacket back on. it smells like her now* I know, ya always do. S'cause you're so damn tiny *grins* but once you beat me how bout ya come back for me
Birdie: *blows her bangs out of her eyes and smiles* Might as well go together.. *holds out her hand*
Hawkeye: Works for me... -EXEUNT-