.: One on One with Taim and Dawn :.

[Taim]

Slim's smile began to look slightly forced. "Would you like it if she did or didn't? She can go either way."

[Thankyouforthecoffee]

Andrew thought for a moment. He had closed his eyes. Oh...Mic. He didn't want to relive that. Even if he was drunk that first time. "No...No fighting." He said. "I would enjoy it if she were easy-going. Please."

[Taim]

Slim nodded, his eyes hardening as he thought of beating the girl to make her obey. He stood, with a carefree wink and grin sending over a completely different emotion than his eyes. "I'll go get her then. And, she is very pretty. Worth much more than 30 dollars."

[Thankyouforthecoffee]

Andrew smirked. "That's good to know." He said, taking another sip of his drink. "Be worth the money then." That might make him feel better. A little fun to help him get back on his feet again. Yes, that would work. At least he hoped.

[Taim]

Slim nodded to the other few people who had accepted his offer, letting them know that he was going to get the girl. He stepped outside, exchanging a few words with the hustler on duty to make sure he would get back in without incident. Then his easygoing manner fell off as he opened the back door of his car and dragged her out. Her hands were tied together, as were her legs, with duct tape over her mouth. Her bent close to her ear and growled, "I want you to be a good girl in there. And you know the consequences of disobeying." Mic nodded, her eyes wide as she remembered the countless hours chained to a bed or table. He shook her roughly, making sure she got the message crystal clearly.

[Thankyouforthecoffee]

( Running out of things to say. xD )

The bartender quickly shot Andrew a glance as he finished the next drink. "Another sir?" He asked. Andrew had shook his head. He had had enough. "No...I'm going to wait until um...It's over." He whispered, his voice slurring. The bartender raised an eyebrow as he grabbed the glass, but he didn't ask any more questions. It wasn't his job to pry. "Okay...Ring me up when you want something though boy."

[Taim]

Slim quickly untied her legs and lead her to the door. No questions were asked by the hustler as he untied her hands and ripped the tape from her mouth. There was a harsh, red mark where it had been for at least an hour, but he paid no attention as he pushed her through the door. She stumbled ahead, into the smokey room. Eyes turned to look at her, seeing if she was worth the money. She avoided their eyes, looking at the ground as Slim stepped up behind her, whispering, "Come on. Most of these guys want a fighter, but you're going to be easy for our friend over there." She didn't look up, only nodded and allowed herself to be forced into the booth. Mic looked almost completely different. Same haircut and all, but her skin was pale and her eyes and cheeks sunken-looking. She didn't meet the 'stranger's' eyes, staring down at the tabletop and barely listening as Slim put his facade back on. "Pretty little thing, yes? If only she didn't have the dark circles under her eyes," he asked Andrew.

[Thankyouforthecoffee]

Andrew grunted a little, but didn't look up. He rubbed his eyes again, slowly before turning towards the man. "Hm...Do you want the money now? Or later?" He still wasn't looking at her. His eyes kept closing lightly though. He couldn't help it. "30...Right?" He asked.

[Taim]

"Yes, my friend. And now would be best. Afterwards, a tip would be appreciated." Mic didn't hear Slim's statment. She was too busy staring at the man who had bought her for the night. She opened her mouth slightly, studdering too softly to be heard, "And...Andrew..?"

[Thankyouforthecoffee]

Andrew nodded. "Of course." He mumbled to himself. He pulled out a wad of cash, flipping through it carefully, until he had three ten dollar bills in his hands. He folded it in half and then stuck it in the mans hand. "Here." He said, again rubbing his eyes. "Um...Does that come with a room?" He stood up, eyes still away from the girl. "Or do I have to buy that as well?"