Post by maria on Jul 8, 2012 17:20:03 GMT -5
It was an average night at the three broomsticks. Maria tended the bar being to cheap to give her bar tenders any more hours than the fifteen she'd already given them. It was the same story as every other week. It wasn't as if she was hard on money. First of all she had inherited a small fortune when her father had died many years earlier. Second of all the bar made a large profit every month. No it was just that she didn't like to give people very much money.
She rolled her eyes as an extremely drunk wizard tried to order another glass of fire whiskey from her. "You've had enough now shove off would ya." She said to the man. Now this man was very large and from his facial expression one could tell that he was not used to being spoken to in such a way. "I want to speak to your employer." The man demanded. This made her laugh a deep cold laugh. "No such luck dear I own the bar now get out."
The mans jaw dropped at this information which was very typical. Few people believed that a young girl like herself could be a bar owner. The mans shocked look disappeared and the look that replaced it told her she was going to have trouble. "Make me." A cruel smile spread accross her face and in a split second she had punched him very hard right in the nose. As the man recoiled grabbing his face she sprung up and over the bar. Before he had time to react she put one leg behind his grabbing the collar of his shirt and she slammed him to the ground.
She straddled the man and hit him several times in his already busted nose making him cry out. When she hopped back up to her feet she had blood splatter all over the front of her white blouse not that she seemed to notice. The man pushed himself to his feet and rushed out the door. Her regular customers that had been watching looked away being use to seeing such events. She walked back around the bar and up to a girl sitting at the counter. "What can I get you hun?"
She rolled her eyes as an extremely drunk wizard tried to order another glass of fire whiskey from her. "You've had enough now shove off would ya." She said to the man. Now this man was very large and from his facial expression one could tell that he was not used to being spoken to in such a way. "I want to speak to your employer." The man demanded. This made her laugh a deep cold laugh. "No such luck dear I own the bar now get out."
The mans jaw dropped at this information which was very typical. Few people believed that a young girl like herself could be a bar owner. The mans shocked look disappeared and the look that replaced it told her she was going to have trouble. "Make me." A cruel smile spread accross her face and in a split second she had punched him very hard right in the nose. As the man recoiled grabbing his face she sprung up and over the bar. Before he had time to react she put one leg behind his grabbing the collar of his shirt and she slammed him to the ground.
She straddled the man and hit him several times in his already busted nose making him cry out. When she hopped back up to her feet she had blood splatter all over the front of her white blouse not that she seemed to notice. The man pushed himself to his feet and rushed out the door. Her regular customers that had been watching looked away being use to seeing such events. She walked back around the bar and up to a girl sitting at the counter. "What can I get you hun?"