wipeawaythedebt: (needed a drink)
Booker DeWitt ([personal profile] wipeawaythedebt) wrote2014-09-12 09:58 pm
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life's a gamble

Booker's not drunk, but he wants to be. Problem is, work's been thin and he's losing more than he's winning these days. He's had streaks like this before, he knows it will get better, he's just lacking the motivation to make it better. To be honest, he's been lacking motivation for much of anything anything since Elizabeth left. Life's blended into dull days and fist-fight filled nights. Probably for the best she left he keeps telling himself, he's no one to be around, but at the same time it's a hole in his life that he misses. There was just something about her, her grit maybe, that stubborn way she digs in right when he thinks she should listen to him.

Damn girl's too smart for her own good.

"Another." He points to his empty glass and tries to tally what he's drinking with what's in his wallet. He should still be good if he nurses this one.

Pretty sure at least.
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[personal profile] attitude 2014-09-14 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
It's not rare for Faye to spend her evenings in local bars, listening for any information that might help her track down a bounty head. She spends most of her time people-watching rather than drinking, but nurses a glass of red wine as she sits. The owner of this particular bar is a sleazy excuse for a person, but it serves Faye well tonight, able to occupy a prime spot next to the bar even though she's not ordering much from the tender.

Her place is just central enough for Faye to catch a glimpse of him several spots away. That asshole who wouldn't back down when their wires were crossed.

Seeing as how she's about to wrap it up and has nothing better to do, she watches as he goes through his wallet to cough up the money for another drink, then makes her way over, carefully staying out of his range of view as her fingers quickly pluck his wallet out of his pocket.

With a smirk, she makes her way carefully through the crowd, coming to a stop with the wallet outside of the bar. She's not fool enough to bother with a fellow hunter's wallet. But the act of taking it, even for a minute or two, is enough to amuse her for the moment.