The wild wild west... east? {open}

[goddess1girl]

Veronique had been fallowing her nose for a while; the smell of something unusual had brought her to this place. Pulling off her bike helmet, and kicking down the bike stand, she sighed, it had lead her hear. It was nothing special this building, there were humans there, but what building doesn’t? Kicking a pick of rock from under the wheel of her bike, after getting off of the Harley with grace. ”And this is what I get for fallowing my nose.”

It was nothing once again; like that stupid cold of hers still happened to be around, like it wasn’t going away. More of an annoyance then anything, at least she still had her sensitive eyesight and sense of sound. If those were out then well she be curled up in a corner of a forest with a gun her hand till it passed.

This was ridiculous ,maybe if god hadn’t let the stupid apocalypse happen maybe all hell wouldn’t be breaking lose, and there wouldn’t be demons at every corner. Why couldn’t the end of the world like not happen? That would be too difficult to do now wouldn’t it? Stupid angels, stupid demons. Man did get let this world fall into a hell whole and rot.

With a sigh, she leaned up against her bike and stood there in the silence. The humans probably looked at her funny as the entered the bar of this small town, but nothing was going to faze her now.

[lilith13666]

Beccalynn pulled up to the building she’d been driving to. It had taken her twenty minutes to drive here from her motel. It was a bar, but hey, every hunter needed a beer every now and again. She parked toward the back of the parking lot so she could look around and see what was going on and who was who. Pulling the keys from the ignition, she surveyed the parking lot once more with a quick glance, and got out with a groan.
Becca started walking toward the door, but her steps hitched as she saw a very lithe woman, leaning against a Harley that looked way too big for her. Becca shrugged off the weird feeling she got when the girl gazed in her direction, and kept walking to the doors.

Once she walked inside she headed straight for the bar. She looked up the bar to where the barkeep was.
She waved her fingers in her direction to get his attention,” Hey, down here man.” He nodded his noticing, and went back to what he was doing, and then started coming her way.

“What can I get for ya?”

“Whiskey sour.” She said and waited patiently for her drink.