Wings and flippers (open)

[Avalon Vega]

Avalon had come by this place randomly since it opened not sure what she was looking for but it was always live and full of connects. Bikers were interesting and most of the time flirty. She had to be a bit careful with some of them as they liked steel and iron unlike shifters silver wasn't an issue steel and blends of it were an issue. She was what some would recognize as a Selkie. An Arcadian seal creature. She looked human most of the time unless she was in the ocean in her pelt. Then she looked like a very large, abnormally large harbor seal. Regular seals often played chase and hung close because she was large enough to win a fight against a shark and could repel whales with her magic.  At current tho her pelt was stashed safely in her safe deposit at the bank. They were  used to her on occasion taking it with her to return it a day or so later. 

Pushing the door to the bar open her chunky heeled white snake skin boots clicking over the wood. The near scandalous light wash denim booty shorts tight to her very ample bottom and thick thighs. A Miami heat crop top jersey showing off her fairly slim waist and belly chain under a some what ridiculous to some but stylish to others white puff fur crop jacket.  Today's hair was a center part wavy shoulder length in black that was tipped in purple and navy fade. She felt the eyes on her and to the men she winked and played up her sway. The women who stink eyed her caught a flipped bird and a sassy smile.

[mirage]

Guapo had stopped by his place to shower and swap out his pants and clean his boots, in short order he walked through the door to the bar pulling his phone to his face he fired off a text to D " Hey rojo need you down here to handle a thing for me let me know when to pick you up" Taking for granted that she would show because he was family and what else did she have to do? Looking around he noticed the woman who didnt look like a biker at all. He looked her over her body was something and she looked like shed fit under his arm. He liked it, tho noticing some of the other women's reaction to her. That made him even more curious so he went behind the bar and slid over near her" Well then it's rare we have such celebrity grace us I see you have all eyes on you mami"

Winking noticing what she was drinking he poured her a refil," I will be back but have some food to prep please stay and enjoy"

[Simon Mot]

Si called out making his way in the back door as had become his most recent tradition. No one needed to know he was here especially any of Violantes other minions.

“Oh ho boyo I get here and now you start to cook,” he called out as he slid through the kitchen as Guapo suited and booted to cook. Apron going on and hands being washed. Jefe was by far the more old school in going full blown with hair and beard nets when cooking. Guapo while shorter hair all around was still new school in his approach. He’d throw down but he’d do it as coolly as possible. It was a frequent bone of contention between the two men.

Sliding into the bar area he didn’t spot jefe or Viking so he waved two fingers to the bartender who knew that to mean shot and beer. His brow raised as a darker complexed slightly more voluptuous long haired version of Violante held court at the other end of the bar. He downed the shot without looking forcing his face to not react. She wasn’t Violante that’s for sure butthere was something other about her. Neither Vamp nor Lycanthrope, bit clearly other. She didn’t smell of the merfolk who occasionally made it this far inland but definitely something.


Curiosity killed the cat and he had no intentions of dying just yet. All the same he snagged his beer and made his way in her direction. " Oy love yuir not form round these parts that’s for sure. Interest ye in another drink to go with all those others being ordered for ye?"

[Avalon Vega]

Avalon was in a whirlwind of men vying for her attentions the mini biker had been cute and so were some of the others so at current she had four beers three glasses of whiskey and about six shots to drink through at her leisure. smirking softly about to pick up one of the shots she heard a voice that brought her gaze up quick. Looking him over and raising a brow he looked like someone else she knew but was somehow different. Clicking her tongue stud against her teeth she smiled at him through her lashes " I'm from round here for sure probably longer than you, but sure."

Taking the drink he had ordered for her and sipping it she bit her lower lip " You look so much like someone I've not seen in a dog's age but still somehow different and smell different too"

He smelled predatory and large all sunbaked warm, very different than the ocean air and salt of her roguish smuggler. Finishing the glass she sat it down and reached for one of the shots. That disappeared it burned so nice and she kept her eyes on him" Your not a biker tho, mmm something all together else right?"

[mirage]

As Si came through he laughed but snapped him with a towel" Get out my kitchen no fur in the wings..scram"

Soon enough tho he had them tossed in seasoned flour and being dropped by the large batch full while mixing the sauce, it was a riff on buffalo sauce but distinctly Miami with lime, scotch bonnet pepper oil,a bit of mango-pineapple puree and a touch of coconut milk to coat the wings and tongue well. Cranking them out he had hot and ready ordered flying out the kitchen in twenty minutes then washed his hands well and turned it over to the girls.

They knew the drill but he was always there to start the cooking and make the sauce. They now had enough prepped for the rest of the night. Some people didnt like wings so they also did fingers tossed in the same sauce. Heading out he noticed Si and the mystery woman chatting and sighed.. he was always late trying to chat up the new ones when Si was around. Guy could pull near any one it seemed.

[Simon Mot]

"Course ye are I’m betting per’aps one of the near by islands where ye can bake yuirself a nice dusky tan." He said reaching over grabbing one of her shots and clinking he raised it near his lips. Eyes meeting her eyes a smirk n play as he motioned for the bartender to set a few more up as he smelled the first batch of wings. It was a distinctive smell. The oil was kept immaculate so much so that the first batch always scarred the oil with its sweet spicy heat that had the air smelling like a blend of summer days and wild Caribbean nights .



By the scent wafting from the kitchen he knew Guapo would be arriving soon his eyes on the consumption so as to keep the wings in fresh hot rotation. And his own behaviors especially as of late was the thing of routine. He’d drink with the three headed hydra of the local leadership until a fight broke out then he’d bat clean-up backing their play and make his way home sometime around sunrise unless he was working which meant he’d have not even made it in until nearer the witching hour. Tonight he was here in good time and the salty scenting woman who smelled almost as much of Miami as Violante when she was well-fed.



" As for looks I doubt I can look nearly as memorable as whoever you’re thinking of but I’ll do my best to leave a mark or two…" As Guapo stepped out he waved him over saying, “and my friend here is good at keeping me a man of my word.”

[Avalon Vega]

Ava laughed in a throaty chuckle watching him and matching him a shot. " My people are from Puerto Rico and the surrounds, so you are correct plus I don't like tan lines"

Glancing around she noticed that a couple of the ladies seemed to be ogling him till a biker noticed and gripped them in some way. The ones unpartnered and for any ones taking kept looking, she leaned in close to him" I see you have enough of a look to keep these...ladies stalking your every move"

Fingers brushing his chest as she sat back smiling to the tiny biker. " Hey Papi you back, your fren here was telling me about himself but also some other things"

[mirage]

Coming over as he heard tan lines he near tripped on his self. Si and his luck, showing up bar towel over his shoulder he smiled at them both any way noticing the pile of drinks they both had in front looking at his tender who just shrugged and smiled. Seems she was good for business. " Oh he was, well then seems we have a greeter now"

Elbowing Si playfully" So do you have a name mystery woman? I'm Guapo this is Si, you know in case your mom told you not to talk to strangers or something."

Internally face-palming cause she had been talking to him already before she knew his name and he had no clue why he brought moms into it. Feeling out of his league tonight maybe the bear thing had messed him up more then he thought. He would still have to talk to the other two about the bears any way incase there was back lash cause they liked Si almost as much as he did.Tho Viking was a stoic silent one and only spoke when he had to or something was important enough to say.

[Simon Mot]

The way she stated her people let him in on the unhidden truth between them. That being that the both of them were the only preternatural humans in the bar at the time. Though he wasn’t sure about Jefe he had a touch of otherness about. More than likely a bit of psychic giftage that was only nominally active. A latent gift to find the most danger and either nip it in the bud with a heaping dose of violence or make everyone scarce to not be impacted by it.



" My people are well and truly here and about though I doubt Guapo would see me as his. He likes his folks a good deal more feminine and smaller boned." He said ribbing Guapo a bit as despite his complexion he did in fact blush from time to time. And while sociable he was no greeter if anything he’d be a shift leader he mentally haruumphed at the notion.



Normally he’d demure form the notice of the attention he received but there was no reason to play this meet and greet anyway but straight forward. She’d a few by far eyes on her of both strata. ”That may be but you are clearly the candy of quite a few eyes. So what brings you round rolling up so lively tonight?"

[Avalon Vega]

She watched them interact and wanted to kiss the biker to silence he was so cute in his stumbling. Looking to the other " You can still have people of different sorts tho I'm sure you know that, like I have blood and I have those I trust like blood.. he seems the second sort for you."

Her deep dark pools missed nothing, glancing around " Fair enough but they like anything that seems untried and unpassed around..no offence to the biker code mind you. As for what Im doing here Ive popped in on occasion and the sort of visitors here are lively and fun both things I enjoy. I like the salt of the earth sort the maybe a little dangerous ones"

Recrossing her long thick legs, stiletto nails heavily gemmed on the ring fingers and thumbs tapped the bar top out of extra energy now that she had worked through more of her shots and was working on the glasses of whiskey. starting to actually feel it some warmth enough to slide the faux fur off her shoulders and expose the ink on her arms.

[Dawn "Rojo" Vharos]

Getting the text from G she frowned. Technically he didn't understands why she couldn't just pop down but that was in person news like one did with Del. Face palming as she sat with one of the other lions and texted back " need a Lil time to plan but I'll get down there asap"

She would have to tell Lord she was heading out of town again tho her time in Nola had ended ok she had snuck back out without having run into Gates and without to much trouble with the law.

[Simon Mot]

“Typically there’s a cost of blood and a cost of trust. Rarely are the two one and the same. But spose that’s the lesson of my trade speakin. Ye know while your a sight for the sorest of eyes there’s something bout ye that sets the heart to thrummin.” So said casting a glance to Guapo. The man could be shy and unassuming due his more natural quietude. But he had a penchant for shrewd observation. Typically his interest was of immediacy. While not as instinctual as Jefe he had an eye for trouble learned the hard way.

Smiling Si shook off that notion for now and said raise my a glass “Here’s at the mud in your eye and all that makes the world go round.” Yes he was feeling the small growing effect of his rapid fire drink. Wish though he might that it would last he knew it wouldn’t and would turn into the skid for as long as it did.

[mirage]

G smirked yeah she was fine and kinda alluring in a weird way he would ask Si later if she was "differnt" Like he was. Getting the text back he frowned, wondering just why she couldn't just get on her bike or a plane and head down. He sighed and just put his phone away ater an "ok" back. Grabbing his own beer annd swigging it down halfway. Then smiling as of course, Lita brought her Si a big order of wings.

She shyly left them in front of him and gave guapo a dirty look as if to say don't you dare they are for him. He in turned laughed and shook his head again" Shes smitten man I swear"

[Avalon Vega]

Watching it all play out the offering of food the unspoken things that were happening was interesting. Almost all caught up on her drinks down to two beers and a glass from the original bevvy feeling a little lit. She looked between them both " Yall ever get a ban in here like to play music or like a jukebox or something? I like reggaton"

Sliding to her feet the fur left on her stool a beer in her hand she started to dance, hips swinging knees bent butt bouncing skillfully to music that was in her head. The tender smirked and turned to the sound system and put on some new daddy Yankee thing on a Spotify playlist. Low enough to not bother to many of the bikers but loud enough to get it moving in the bar. " Yaaas get it "

She called out and backed it up toward the sitting Si twerking on his knee playfully.

[Simon Mot]

Si as always accepted the gift as it would be rude to not. He didn’t stir trouble with Lita as he knew very much the moment, he did she would be a hell cat versus anyone who even received accidental attention. She would be a fine friend to have and hold but she was far more possessive than he knew was safe. She had reminded him of someone he couldn’t put his finger on immediately but he knew it would end bad. He didn’t want to break her heart or have her break someone else’s face or limbs. So, he kept it light and free of any classification or physicality. He knew the moment he did she would be a true devil incarnate.



Which was a bit of sadness he liked her as she was but feared the change that would come. He was not a problematic sort when n is private times. Off the clock he preferred as few issues as possible especially when it came to who was in his bed or on his arm.



" Vikings friends occasionally play but doubt ye’d be interested in their rock sensibilities."



As she slid free, she brought the attention right back to her. He smirked tossing a few bills on the bar in respect and motioned for a reload for him, Guapo and her as well. The moment he settled his gaze back she was moving as if she had muscles in places where others just had squeeze and hope. As she backed against his knee lightly grinding enough to be risqué and polite enough to be safe biker bar viewing. It wasn’t quite chumming the waters, but it definitely got a few engines revving. Those with old ladies in the building made few pawing good-natured grabs or exchanged mouthy kisses.



He fought the urge to search Lita out. He was a soft hearted fool at times and didn’t want her hurt even as he knew her sort of lust would be smothering to them both. AS close as she was he was hit immediately with the salty scent of the ocean covered with a fine parfum that managed to blend it into a natural nearly effervescent scent. Though he knew now the scent was part of her skin light enough no human nose should notice bit there all the same. It made him long for the sea. He smirked taking the shots Guapo had managed for them clinking his glass as he slipped one into her hand as well.