Where are you justin... yes, that's my title. Do I need to mention adult?

[Chigau]

Lyric sat at the bar, staring down at her fifth shot of whiskey. She corssed her long, bare legs barely covered by her cut off denim shorts.

After a short sigh, she choked her shot down and curled her lip.

Looking at the bar tender she mumbled. "One more."
The old, bearded tender sighed, pouring her another shot. "You best not be drivin home, honey."
Lyric scoffed with a smirk and she stared at her glass. "Home? Oh you mean my large crater with shrapnel and other random blown pieces scattered about." she chugged the shot.

Considering her lack of clothing, she found herself begining to heat up. She ran her hand through her orange hair. Afterwards she pulled her 45. magnum onto the counter and she stared. "No action tonight, huh?"

[Zalyckron]

"Don't worry pookiebear, I'll drive ya'h Home~" He stumbled onto the stool, letting his head hit the bar and swung his whole body back to take another swig out of a bottle of Vodka.
"Ya know~ The trouble with womenz is that they always be laying out their guns like it means something, this is like my sisters gun, my dick is longer and bigger than this thing" He clumsily muttered out between breaths, as he flipped the magnum between his fingers and put it up to the crotch of his jeans.

[Chigau]

Lyric quirked an eyebrow at the guy. "Pookiebear? I think you need another drink, you're not quite waisted off your ass yet."

She put her gun back into it's holster. "And this gun is way bigger then your damn dick. Or at least it will be once I shoot it off."

She hissed at her drink. "Gimme somethin different... fuckin everclear or somethin."

[Zalyckron]

"Don't you know? I'm so much of a man that if you blew my dick off two would grow back in its place snookums?" scootching back into his stool and spinning around once.
"Hey, hey ...hey hey hey hey hey HEY hey hey hey!! I know...I know this one...Uhm...fff~ fuck fuck fuck...." he wobbled back and forth slamming his head into the bar. "All you need in life is love....give her some love man...Fuck it! I'll give her some love. You come over...You come over here and I'll give you a good time...."

[Chigau]

She couldn't help but laugh. "You sad, fucker."

Standing, she purposley let her legs rub slowly against each other as she approached him. She leaned at the perfect angel for her clevage to stare him straight in the face. "Well you enjoy your lizard penis. That is when it's not stuck in some tramp."

She looked back at the bar tender. "Just gimme a beer."

"Sure thing."

She took the bottle form him and took her new seat directly beside him.

[Zalyckron]

"THAT IS WHERE MY PENIS CAME FROM! AND THAT IS WHERE IT BELONGS" He growled up as he hissed out his vodka.

"But anyway, Its saturday, half the towns after some loony Jollyman whose worth half the cities weight in gold and you're in here asking for new business?" he soberly and bitterly scoffed. "Tell me, whats wrong babycakes. Daddy ain't givin you enough sugar?"

[Chigau]

She sipped her beer. "I'm bored with him, he's just your stereo typical bounty. I want a challenge, but I know I'll never find that in this shit bag of a city."

She belched a bit, then smirked. "Everyone town I goto has their quote on quote 'Big hit' that I just couldn't give to shakes of a dogs ass for. The chase is gone."

Chugging the rest of her beer she scofted. "Who are you to talk anyway, you couldn't even find your ball sack let alone go after a head."

[Zalyckron]

"Oh Fuck you. I'm the only man left in this fucking city. Everyone else is busy sucking their Wife's cunt trying to suck the uterus out so they can bear her children for her." He angrilly sneered down at the counter.

"But you know bitch, This town has a useless law system and a bunch of wannabe space cowboys running around with machine guns upholding their vigilante justice and our super villains just walk back onto the streets right after we catch them so I've been thinking...Lets forget about busting heads and get into the big money."

[Chigau]

She quirked an eyebrow. "Oh yea? Alright, virgin cowboy, what is your idea of a real task? You wanna pay me to fuck you or somethin?"

She grabbed the bar tender by his tie and smiled. "Vodka."