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Post by Brandy Berry on Sept 7, 2009 18:40:50 GMT -5
Y'all want a picture? Dumbass redneck motherf*ckers"
Oh. Oh wait now, what was that? Brandy raised her head slowly, rubbing her eyes as if she had been asleep on that counter. Her face was a bit sticky now, thanks to the bottom of her glass being so close to her face. She was busy wiping her face with her own spit so she didn't even see Sam jump in by grabbing Summer's arm.
"Will you knock it off?!"
Oh. Wait, what? Brandy looked confused and pivoted her body to see Summer in attack mode, and Sam trying his earnest to hold her back! It was quite a sight to see, Sam *looked* physically stronger than Summer but that wasn't the case at all!
In fact, the red necks looked as shocked as Brandy was. It sure stopped their gossiping right quick.
"Brandy!?"
Eep! If she could of shrunk herself to the size of a mouse she would of. With a frantic rush she hopped off the bar stool and hurried toward Summer. She grabbed the opposite arm that Sam had, and began to try and drag Summer back to her seat as hard as she could.
"Now now Summer.. don't make BB turn all your muscles into mush so that Sam has to lift you over his shoulder and carry you out of the bar. Let's finish our drinks outside and send you back to your happy home for the night"
Stupid Rednecks.
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Post by Summer Morgan on Sept 7, 2009 20:32:51 GMT -5
Summer was livid and finding it increasingly difficult to keep from tearing off her clothes, shifting into her wolf form and savaging every last one of them. Her body was shaking with rage, her green eyes ablaze, all it would take was one little push. Just the wrong word or look and it would likely set her off.
"Now now Summer.. don't make BB turn all your muscles into mush so that Sam has to lift you over his shoulder and carry you out of the bar. Let's finish our drinks outside and send you back to your happy home for the night"
Brandy's words were distant and fuzzy. Summer was hard to divert once she went off, but there was something soothing about her voice and it was that rather than her threats of magick against her that made her cool off some.
"I've overstayed my welcome here." Summer said quietly, though she snapped her arm from Sam's grip. Still scowling at the watching eyes. "Where's my d*mn helmet?" Summer asked looking around for it.
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Post by Belle Rowan on Sept 8, 2009 9:09:29 GMT -5
Belle was just about to excuse herself when she heard a racket.Y'all want a picture? Dumbass redneck motherf*ckers" Belle turned to it and saw Summer yelling at a few humans. 'Poor Summer...Poor Humans' she began to think, but they probably deserved it.
"Will you knock it off?! Brandy" Belle watched as Brandy got up and went to help Sam restrain Summer. Belle was close to just slipping out, but that would be rude.
Belle was starting to get very exahusted and couldn't stay here any longer....gosh.... All the next words were a jumbled mess so she wrote a note on a napkin and stuck it near BB's things.
'Sorry. I have to get going. -Belle'
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Post by Sam Merlotte on Sept 8, 2009 14:08:17 GMT -5
Sam glared at Summer in disbelief. Her behaviour was a complete contrast to earlier in the evening when she was so chirpy he would have happily gagged her. Now here she was fuming and yelling obscenities at his clientele. Now, he was sure there was a d*mn good reason for it, but he had to get her to cool off before things got even more out of control.
"Where's my d*mn helmet?" she growled at him, looking around for her motorcycle helmet.
"It's back in my office, it's safe." the words were innocent, but the tone in his voice was demanding and had an underlying tone of do what the hell you're told. "Come on!" Sam motioned towards the back of the bar.
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Post by Brandy Berry on Sept 8, 2009 14:24:14 GMT -5
Sam was commanding and forceful in his words, Brandy seemed to be the most mellow one of the group even though she was still trying to coax Summer out of the area. She spotted a napkin on the bar, and no sight of Belle at all.
She hoped she wasn't the reason Belle decided to take off. She couldn't blame her, they were dealing with quite the commotion on their hands right now.
"It's back in my office, it's safe."
Oh right, Summer's helmet. Brandy felt responsible for this, she was the one that encouraged Summer to come back in. The redneck's however, were loud mouthed drunks who ruined the whole night. Brandy couldn't help but to shoot them all a glare.
"Come on!"
"Sam, you aren't helping. She can't even hear you right now. Let's get her outside for some fresh air"
Once they were finally outside, Brandy let go of Summer and leaned against the back wall to let out a breath. Summer was a hard one to lug around when she didn't want to be lugged.
"You alright Summer? Can I get you something to drink like a glass of water?"
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Post by Summer Morgan on Sept 8, 2009 18:19:41 GMT -5
"You alright Summer? Can I get you something to drink like a glass of water?"
Summer paced like a caged animal, anxious for it's next feed. "I don't need water. I need to hurt something." the fresh air and change of scenery was not doing Summer any good. Her agitation was clear, almost coming off her body in visible waves.
"I should just go back to the motel B. I'm no good like this." Summer stopped pacing and threw a sorrowful look. "Who knows, maybe the ride back to Shreveport will chill me out."
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Post by Sam Merlotte on Sept 9, 2009 7:16:26 GMT -5
"Sam, you aren't helping. She can't even hear you right now. Let's get her outside for some fresh air"
Brandy's words flustered Sam. He felt his way was the best solution. But once he followed the two women outside, he realised Brandy's idea was better after all. Summer looked in an even fouler mood than Sam was feeling. There was definetly more to it than just pre-moon anxiety. But he figured he even dared to speak, he'd get an earful from Summer or worse a smack in the mouth.
Angry men he could deal with. Owning a bar, you get the odd rowdy drunkard. But a woman. How was he supposed to do this without coming off sexist or mysoginistic? He couldn't really physically restrain her too much but he couldn't let her berserker rage affect the bar either.
"The ride may be a good idea, take the long road back." Sam began in earnest, "Next best thing to a run maybe." his words were clumsy and unsure. He looked to Brandy for help.
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Post by Brandy Berry on Sept 9, 2009 8:56:57 GMT -5
"I should just go back to the motel B. I'm no good like this. Who knows, maybe the ride back to Shreveport will chill me out."
Brandy frowned, but nodded toward her. It had been a rough night for them all - from the rumors mainly, and the two closest people to her not really getting along with the newest vampire she had met. Brandy leaned forward and lightly brushed away Summer's bangs from her face.
"Thanks for coming out Summer, it is always nice to see you. Maybe some day soon Sam and I can come over to your side of the world for a visit"
"The ride may be a good idea, take the long road back. Next best thing to a run maybe."
Brandy could only laugh at Sam's expression. He was completely lost on how to act, or what to say. That was why she was beside him with her arm loosely wrapped around his shoulders.
"Alright now, Mr. Y Chromosome, why don't you hop back into the bar and pull out the @sshole in the back corner that has been staring at my breasts and Summer's @ss all night. He was the one saying.. oh what was it? He would love to get a piece of me in the back room, and that your a lucky dog who probably got to f!ck us both on the pool table"
Maybe now it might of been easier for Sam to understand why Summer sort of finally.. exploded. It was also a good idea to get his mind at ease (at least concerning Summer) - even though he wasn't the type to get all "bouncer" like unless he absolutely had too.
Brandy slipped her arm away from Sam's shoulder and returned her attention back to Summer.
"So, another time alright? You know where I work, and where I am like... 12 hours out of the day"
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Post by Summer Morgan on Sept 9, 2009 17:43:17 GMT -5
"Thanks for coming out Summer, it is always nice to see you. Maybe some day soon Sam and I can come over to your side of the world for a visit"
Summer began to cool off. She was still tense but Brandy's words soothed her and even made her feel bad. She'd caused quite the scene in Merlotte's and sadly it wasn't the first time. Maybe she should just avoid Merlotte's altogether, it seemed to only succeed in bringing out the worst in her behaviour.
She looked to her friend. "I'd like that. I think this place is jinxed for me, I think." her eyes regretful.
"Alright now, Mr. Y Chromosome, why don't you hop back into the bar and pull out the @sshole in the back corner that has been staring at my breasts and Summer's @ss all night. He was the one saying.. oh what was it? He would love to get a piece of me in the back room, and that your a lucky dog who probably got to f!ck us both on the pool table"
Summer tensed up again. Thinking about the nauseating gossip combined with her guilt and embarassment that was lingering over her stolen kiss with Sam. Why was she so stupid with men? Why can't I find someone like Marco? Summer let out a sigh at the thought. I'll never find anyone like him ever again.
"So, another time alright? You know where I work, and where I am like... 12 hours out of the day"
Brandy shook Summer out of her drifting memories and thoughts. She thinly smiled, it was a nice gesture but Summer was finding it difficult to really smile. "Thanks B. I do appreciate it." Summer looked to Sam. "hey I'm sorry about everything. Thanks for stepping in and stopping me from hurting anyone."
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