Other Ways to Fight then Using Fists (Jacklex)

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Charlie Smith
Age: Eighteen
District: Six

With Bernadette staying in for the night, Charlie quickly takes full advantage of this moment. Not that it doesn't happen often. There's almost always one of the four oldest lacking plans, but being the eldest of them all it for some reason falls on her when the rest are busy. As if she doesn't have a life or something. It's almost makes her regret turning in their father to be sent off for good. Least that dude never had a life and preferred Charlie's absence. Either way she's out of the house within a second. Before Bern has a chance to get a phone call and change her mind as always.

Straight to her friends house as odd as that is. It used to be right to the bar, she's somehow found a friend in this mess of a life though. Someone that shares a high tolerance of alcohol, and same interest in laughing and making fun of everyone else. Only type of person Charlie could get along with, and the same back. "Hurry up Gaby!" She bangs on the door, already assuming she's taking forever in the getting ready process. Just as usual her less attractive younger brother answers the door. How they share the same gene pool is beyond understanding. Surprisingly they do share similar personality traits though, making Josh just as entertaining to be around. Sucks that he lacks in the looks category.

"Going out again?" He questions rhetorically, holding the door open as an invitation. When it comes to chilling at their place, he's always welcomed, not so much going out though. Cramps their style. For anyone else they wouldn't care, but a bit of guilt sets into both girls leaving him behind. It's always obvious when they' plan to, by either dressing down or up, make-up or the simple look.

"Gotta make some money." By now Charlie's in the house and taking a seat on one of the countertops in the kitchen. "She taking forever as usual?" A nod and chuckle is given as an answer from Josh. Usually he doesn't seem to not care about going, this time seems different though. "You should come with us." She decides to go against their prediction they won't make any tips with him around. It's friday night anyways, plenty of people to drool over their voices.

"Really?" He's in complete disbelieve. Finally Gaby's returning downstairs, fully ready to go. As big of an ass holes as both girls are they have a soft spot for the nerdy brother. Hopefully she won't mind either.

"Josh can come with us right Gabs?" Charlie doesn't really give an option in her tone.

"Yeah, why not." And with that they all head out to the bar. Already the drunken party has started, with the pathetic wannabe wasted singers are taking the stage first. The crowd dives deeper into their drinks in attempt to fade out the sound. It only causes for them to tip even better when the good performers come forth.

Before any of that can happen the three head up to the bar, because how can anyone entertain without being a little buzzed themselves? "Three shots each please." Charlie grins proudly at the bartender who's known her since she first started sneaking into this establishment, three years ago when she was a little fifteen year old. Her attention turns over to Gaby's brother. "If you're going to join the big girls, you gotta drink like one." Only way to start off the night is three shots in a row, and quickly her and Gaby do just that.

[Jack Lexington]

„To ladies and having fun.“ I put a random toast out there just to get my friends to drink some more. I clink my glass against my best friends and finish the contents of it with one long swig. Then I turn around leaning my elbow on the sticky surface of the table in our middle to scan the crowd at the bar one more time. There should be some girl out there I can make eye contact with. Usually that’s not a problem. I’m even wearing sandals today. It’s better in here because you never know how much broken glass is on the floor.
A subtle smirk plays on my lips when my eyes fall upon a short haired blonde. She’s not my type at all. Much too buff and tough looking but maybe she’ll be alright for some entertainment.
“Watch this.” I whisper in my friends ear who just rolls his eyes at me. “No, not now…let’s just drink, C’mon, leave that poor girl alone.”
I lift my finger to my lips as I sneak away from our table towards the bar where I order some cold water with ice.
Behind me somebody is trying to sing a song that sounds so out of tune that it almost hurts to I cringe and make eye contact with the attractive blonde.
“Nice.” I chew on an ice cube and push it into my cheek.
I step a tiny bit closer leaving enough room for her and add. “Bet you can do better than that.”
A coy smile underlines my soft voice as if I was the gentle sweet talker I’m making out to be.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Someone's always approaching them, that's just how the bar system works. Even if he does play the whole only ordering a drink. With plenty of experience in this environment it never phases the two girls. Though it's usually Gaby that's getting all the attention. She has longer, darker hair, and only slightly allows her cocky attitude to show. Apparently that's appealing to guys, but Charlie's never found an ounce of jealousy over it. By the end of the night she always finds some hot dude to keep her company. Tonight's surprisingly different as the blonde gets the first attempt from the opposite gender. And to think neither have even graced the stage and proven their voices yet. Much more to come at this rate.

Lots can be told about a person before they can even talk. The way they decided to put themselves together. How they carry themselves. What may be in store just off of appearances. This guy doesn't hold an alcoholic beverage as the rest. Doesn't mean he's one of those clean and sober guys as the smell intertwines in his breath just as it does with everyone else. Or possibly this place just reeks of booze so much that anyone will have the odor of a drunken smoker. Either way it's a small sign of responsibility before he even opens his mouth. Sadly nothing exciting for Charlie as she's far over the edge from being responsible. Someone that introduces themselves with a set of strong shots is her kind of man. Then again seems like this district doesn't proceed in the making of real men.

Not wanting to start off being rude this early she doesn't just ignore the guy and head off to the stage to show just how right his prediction is. Any other night she'd leave Gaby to be her nicer half and entertain the boys. On the contrary as a strike of kindness actually goes through her for the first time. Maybe it's over the fact she's learned pissing off the audience isn't necessarily the right setup for getting tips. Plus he's complimenting her before she's even spoken a word, let alone sang. So tempting to be sly back, but maybe she can be in a different way.

"I bet a dying cat can do better then that." Gaby's better at doing the whole flirting back thing, but Charlie gives it her best shot. A pathetic laugh joins in with her words, her eyes traveling up to meet the one's next to her. Wonder what his story is. "Sober night?" She questions the lack of a strong drink in his hands. By the looks of it he's not drunk yet, and that's usually the only time to switch to water. And to think he's ballsy enough to approach Charlie. Sure her height may not be intimidating, but the rest of her is. Certainly some attractive attributes aside from that, just nothing like the other pretty girls in here. Then again this guy isn't the common scrawny doctor.

Before a real conversation can start Gaby's returning from the small DJ booth. "Signed us both up. They're very pleased we showed up." Some decent singer occasionally come, clearly not tonight though. Well not till now. "Who's this?" Not that Charlie's quick on making friends, just already knows the majority of the regulars.

"I don't know." The blonde gives a shrug to her friend, and turns her attention back over to the stranger. "Got name?" She asks bluntly with a grin.

[Jack Lexington]

The blonde gives me a look that could mean just about anything from 'I'm interested' to 'let's play this idiot'. Whatever it is I have her attention.
"I bet a dying cat can do better then that." She agrees with me and just about everyone else in the room.

She looks me in the eyes and I'm sure she's a bit taken by their color. Every girl is. No matter if they love of hate me. they all dig the eyes that I inherited from who knows who.
I offer her a crocked smile.
"Sober night?"
"Nope." I show her an ice cube between my teeth and then push it back on my cheek. "Just needed to cool down cause I'm so fucking hot in here."
It's true. There's no air going through the place but I know the double meaning and am playing a little with it.
"Want some?" I offer her my glass to fish for some herself.
When she hesitates I simply reach into the glass with my fingers and get her one.
"Put in your bra...I'm sure it'll do wonders."
Of course I'm just screwing with her so I also shove it in my mouth and turn to the stage to see who's next.

A second girl passes me and stands righ next to her. I overhear them talking.
"Signed us both up. They're very pleased we showed up. Who's this?"
Does she mean me? Maybe I have a chance with her. That girl surely is pretty so I turn back towards them rolling my head to the side.
"I don't know. Got name?" The one I was talking to asks so I nod.
"Yep, I do. Torfin." I know that name always needs an explanation.
"My dad thinks my ancestors came from 'the old lands'. What about you two? You got names, too?"

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

So it's not another dull guy that Charlie's bumped into, as he's only using the ice to cool down. Would of figured he'd have another beverage of alcohol if that was the case, but maybe he just arrived. Seeing the place out before deciding if it's drinking worthy. With this entertainment she'd only get a cup of ice to. Don't worry, the good performers will be hitting the stage soon enough. Still good to know he's not one of those teenagers that despises anything fun. And yes, sadly she's met a few of those at this joint somehow. Why they'd choose to go to a bar is beyond her understanding. Not another one of those though.

Actually this guy turns out the complete opposite as he offers her a cube, holding out the cup for her to get it herself. With no real interest in it she shrugs it off. Just met the guy, she can't seem that friendly. For some reason he's eager to share though and retrieves one anyways. Slyly he suggests sticking it in her bra. Any other girl might get offended from that, but it has Charlie cracking up. To pull back on his words he sticks the piece of ice in his own mouth. "Calling me flat chested?" She questions with a laugh, obviously in a joking manner as she crosses her arms.

Messing with people is what Charlie does best. Like that one time she declared she could follow through with any dare, because the boy before her chickened out on one. In return, as expected, a ridiculous one came out to jump off the building. With a smirk on her young face of thirteen, she searched high and low for thick rope. Didn't take long and she was quickly scaling down the wall to prove the stupidest thing. She got down safely, but of course a security guard had to be making rounds of the school. That sort of attitude has been built in her since even before that event, and has yet to fade.

So even if he toke back his offer of the ice cube, she fishes one out anyways. Sticking it right where he suggested. Laughing at this point is unavoidable, and Charlie's recovering the frozen square back into her palm. "Not as wonderful as you said." Still the giggles continue, though slowly dissipating away. Luckily her friend's returning just in time. The ice is set on the bar to finish it's melting process. Maybe it'll help with that stickiness.

Everything must of scared the guy off as he turns away to the stage of non-entertaining singers. Charlie can't do anything but laugh at the scenario. What people think of her is only interesting if it's something crazy. Of course Gaby pulls him back over though. The oddest name either of them have ever heard arrives, and they've witnessed some crazy ones. Automatically he gives a short explanation before anyone has a chance to ask. Must happen every time. Out of decency he asks for both of theirs, probably only curious over the Brunette by now.

"Can we get a Gaby Thrace to the stage?" The fact that they've already switched from the wannabes to the DJ didn't even cross their minds. With the music being turned down low for the microphone to projected is noticed by both immediately. That was quick, guess they're real desperate to not lose the crowd. "Well you got my name." Gaby comments as she walks past the two. "You coming bro?" She asks the dorky one that's remained quiet as he always does when out. The shy ones are always best with the instruments, piano included. Brunette's Song. Just as always the audience goes nuts, but maybe the warmup performers helped out.

"Ah ah ah, stay up there! Grab the guitar." Charlie calls out when Gaby and his brother weave back through the crowd. One benefit to Gaby's brother, Josh, is that he knows most of both of their songs. Always around, and more then willing to practice with them constantly at their place. So Charlie requests for her own personal musician as well. Already knowing they call the two girls to sing back to back throughout the night, the blonde makes her way to the stage just as Gaby's about to get to the bar. "The real loud one we were practicing yesterday." She tells Josh once next to him. Normal tone, though it's hardly heard over the noise of everyone else.

"Well, actually can you sing that one about the games?" The chick that coordinates all this asks. She always thinks just because she runs the show she gets to pick the songs. Just because one time she gave good advice. The night's far too young to do a sad song that's now earned the title of the reaping song. It wasn't written only for that purpose, but it's turned into that. Not wanting to argue on stage, Charlie agrees with a roll of her eyes. Blonde's Song. Guess it's not horrible at it gets just as loud of an applause.

She takes a jump off the short stage and gets back to the bar with Josh following behind. "Another set of shots please." Charlie orders right away. Who knows when they'll be called back up. "Great job as always Gabs."

"Yeah, you to." Gaby replies and they take a cheers with the first shots. "Why'd they go sad this early?" She knows without asking it wasn't Charlie's doing. "Beats me." The blonde gives a shrug.