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Characters: Ares and Goliath
Date/Time: Saturday night, 8/24
Location: A dive bar somewhere in Montana
Rating: Probably gonna be an R here.
Warnings: Cursing and violence, of course.
Summary: Two big guys who solve disagreements by hitting things. What could go wrong?


The place was further out than he usually roamed but Ares figured that a change wouldn't kill him. Besides, his temper had recently appeared again and the flare-ups had resulted in his banishment from two of his favorite local bars. So, in an attempt to still find the sort of low-class, laid-back comfort he craved, he and his trusty Jeep had driven out beyond his usual rounds to find a pleasantly smokey bar that clearly fell under the classifications of dive and biker-bar and dubious health inspection report card.

He liked it.

He liked it even more as he sprawled at the bar with a cold beer in his hand, listened to the sound of tinny Led Zepplin played over the jukebox, and watched the game develop at the pool table in the corner. Idly, he toyed with the idea of scrounging a cigarette off someone.

Date: 2013-08-24 04:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
Goliath had been in the area to meet up with the local chapter of the Hell's Angels. Afterwards he decided he wanted to get something to drink, so he drove his bike up to the nearest bike. It'd work. Bikers outside noted the bike with greedy envy. Goliath eyed them coldly, causing the onlookers to look elsewhere. Content he'd gotten them to back off, he strode into the bar.

"Give me two of the strongest thing you go for a start," Goliath said to the bartender.

Date: 2013-08-24 04:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
The bartender came back with the two drinks, one of which Goliath promptly grabbed and chugged down. After draining half the glass he didn't even look woozy.

Date: 2013-08-24 04:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
Goliath turned at the sound of the voice, noticing the burly, bearded guy with the glass at his mouth.

"I've got a high constitution. Doctors say it's a miracle I haven't lost a kidney." Pfft, miracles indeed.

Date: 2013-08-24 04:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
"Never had an issue with it," Goliath replied back. "You a doctor or just somebody who knows his way around booze?"

Date: 2013-08-24 05:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
"Appearances can be deceiving and all that shit." Goliath picked up his own glass, drinking the other half of the beer left. He also thought this guy sounded kind of familiar.

Date: 2013-08-24 05:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
Nothing wrong with being polite. Goliath returned the gesture. "Jake." He looked over at the game of pool. "So who's winning?"

Date: 2013-08-25 02:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
"So the betting pool would be more about who gets the ball in the hole in one shot first?" Jacob asked snarkily. "Shit, get some women in there, then at least you wouldn't care if they sucked."

Date: 2013-08-25 02:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
"Ugh," Jake said with a crinkled face. "I did not need that image in my head."

Date: 2013-08-25 02:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
Jake shrugged once in a "no big" way before accepting the glass.

"Hey, what the hell!? You've sucked all this time, and now I'm supposed to believe you're getting lucky!?" Apparently it was getting animated at the pool table.

Date: 2013-08-25 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
Jake turned slightly to see what was going on. He did enjoy a good fight.

"I'm telling you, I'm just on a lucky streak!"

"You're freaking scamming me!"

A couple of guys stood up at that.

"I am not!"

Several stood up in defense of the accused.

Date: 2013-08-25 02:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
Jake had been about to comment when one of the accuser's friends threw a bottle at the accused. The man ducked in time only for the bottle to fly over and smack into Goliath's face, knocking his head back. There was a deafening quiet from the other patrons. Goliath slowly tilted his face forward. While it was covered with spilled beer and a couple glass shards, but save for a few minor cuts, he was unharmed. He exhaled a deep breath through his nose that sounded almost like the snort of a bull. He reached into his pocket, producing his wallet. Calmly he took out a pair of hundred dollar bills and handed them to the bartender.

"For what I'm about to do," he said simply before standing up, grabbing his stool with one hand and flinging it at the guy who had thrown the beer bottle.

Date: 2013-08-25 03:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
"Come here you little shit!" Two of the thugs ran at Jake. He hauled off with a backhand, sending one flying across the room before grabbing the other one by the neck. Lifting him up one-handed, he chucked the man forward, causing him to land on the pool table. He grabbed a beer bottle. "Let's see how you handle a bottle to the face!"

Date: 2013-08-25 03:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
Jake's leg came up, kicking an attacker full in the face, breaking the man's nose. He grabbed the cue-stick and started swinging it at anybody who got near him.

"C'mon, Tinkerbelle!" He yelled at attackers. "I thought you wanted to start some shit!"

Date: 2013-08-25 04:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
The thugs seemed to gl;ance at each other for several moments before one finally spoke.

"Fuck this!" He took off for the exit. The rest soon followed after him.

Goliath muttered before putting the beer bottle down. "That was anti-climatic."

Date: 2013-08-25 04:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
"Friggin' a," Goliath muttered, accepting the drink. "Oh well, is what it is," he said with a shrug, cracking his neck a little.

Date: 2013-08-25 05:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
He shook his head. "Cape Cod in Massachusetts. I was here for a bit of a gathering." He indicates the colors on his jacket, that of the Hell's Angels.

Date: 2013-08-25 05:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
Jake looked over at him with a questioning look before a lightbulb went off in his head. He looked to make sure the bartender couldn't hear.

"Not personally, though I think we chatted on a certain supernatural chat page awhile back."

Date: 2013-08-25 06:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
"Goliath," he replied equally.

Date: 2013-08-25 06:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
"I'm 6'9, I look down on almost everybody," he replied with dry humor.

Date: 2013-08-25 09:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
"I know, I shouldn't quit my day job. Probably two more days before I head out again."

Date: 2013-08-26 02:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
"Well at the very least I plan on hitting that strip club in town before I leave." He extends his hand to the other man. "Likewise."

Date: 2013-08-26 03:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] philis-giant.insanejournal.com
"Heh, I'll keep that in mind." After the handshake he gets up. "I get the feeling we'll see each other again, but take care in the meantime."

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