We saw the bar in a distance, but before you knew it we were there. We opened the door of the bar and we were welcomed with the shouts of angry drunk men. And the smells of alcohol, smoke, and sweat suffocated us. Bitter and Illusion headed straight for the bar ordering the two strongest drinks. Gypsy and Mix walked casually over to the poker game they had spotted when we walked in. Storm and I silently made our way to the door in the back. I knocked 3 times, kicked once, and knocked two more times. The slot on the top of the door slid open and a man peered out at us.
"Well if it ain't a Silver and a girl, why don't ya come in?" He offered opening the door and quickly ushering us in. I sat down next to Storm on the big leather couch in front of the desk. The man sat in the chair behind the desk and threw his feet up onto the desk. I looked the man over, the scar that went from one side of his neck to the other was what caught my eye. This must me Patrick "Neck" O'Riley.
" Now, what brings you my way?" He asked curiously raising an eyebrow.
" Me and my girls need a place to sleep," I said "Know of any?"
"Why kid, you running from something?" He inquired Before I could answer we heard two loud crashes come from the bar.
"Shit" I muttered under my breath
"Fuck" Storm echoed.
We rushed into the bar in time to see Gypsy tackle a man much bigger then her and Bitter jump on some guys back. Both men were obviously drunk because they could not stand on their own two feet.
"What the hell is going on?" I screamed. Illusion and I pulled Gypsy off the man who she know had pinned to the floor. And Storm and Mix tried to restrain Bitter from beating the shit out the man she had jumped on.
" Alright, Storm stay with me, but everyone else outside." I commanded, in no mood for an argument.
I followed Patrick back into the office. Before either me or Storm could sit down he answered our question.
" You girls can stay at the Newsboys lodging house in Manhattan. Tell Cowboy that Pat sent you." he said not wanting anymore trouble in his bar.
"Thanks." I said heading with Storm to the door.
"Well if it ain't a Silver and a girl, why don't ya come in?" He offered opening the door and quickly ushering us in. I sat down next to Storm on the big leather couch in front of the desk. The man sat in the chair behind the desk and threw his feet up onto the desk. I looked the man over, the scar that went from one side of his neck to the other was what caught my eye. This must me Patrick "Neck" O'Riley.
" Now, what brings you my way?" He asked curiously raising an eyebrow.
" Me and my girls need a place to sleep," I said "Know of any?"
"Why kid, you running from something?" He inquired Before I could answer we heard two loud crashes come from the bar.
"Shit" I muttered under my breath
"Fuck" Storm echoed.
We rushed into the bar in time to see Gypsy tackle a man much bigger then her and Bitter jump on some guys back. Both men were obviously drunk because they could not stand on their own two feet.
"What the hell is going on?" I screamed. Illusion and I pulled Gypsy off the man who she know had pinned to the floor. And Storm and Mix tried to restrain Bitter from beating the shit out the man she had jumped on.
" Alright, Storm stay with me, but everyone else outside." I commanded, in no mood for an argument.
I followed Patrick back into the office. Before either me or Storm could sit down he answered our question.
" You girls can stay at the Newsboys lodging house in Manhattan. Tell Cowboy that Pat sent you." he said not wanting anymore trouble in his bar.
"Thanks." I said heading with Storm to the door.