A/N: I don't own the original Pearl Characters, you know the drill.
Well, She's Aggressive…
Rafe decided to go to the Alley Cat again for a drink. As he walked down the dark lanes of the city he heard a woman scream. He rushed down the trails of the dark areas until he found the source of the sound, the back end of the Alley Cat. A tall man threw a woman against a wall. The lady jumped up and hit the man. Rafe then came onto the scene; took the man by the collar of his shirt, hit him a few times and let the guy run away. As Rafe turned to help the lady he saw her glaring at him, "What the hell did you do that for, I was handling it!"
Rafe's eyes widened with recognition, it was Maureen. He stammered, "I was just helping you."
"Well I know how to help and take care of myself I didn't need you to step in! Just because I am a woman doesn't mean I am fragile and weak, I know how to protect myself and I don't need your help!" she threw at him.
"Listen I don't like to let people fight, I like to help out," he yelled at her still taken aback.
Maureen just turned on her heels and walked into the back door of the Alley Cat, disappearing out of sight. "Well, that was different," Rafe thought, "the bartender was right, she is a firecracker. He turned around to where he started and headed toward the front door of the Alley Cat.
He went in he sat at his usual seat in front of the bar. The waitress turned up and it surprisingly (A/N: ya, I know that your shocked) turned out to be Maureen. "What do you want? Haven't you annoyed me enough?" she said menacingly to him.
"Actually," Rafe answered in a matter-of-fact-voice, "I came for a drink, it has been a rough day."
"I'm sure," she said under her breath sarcastically, but Rafe managed to hear it, "What do you want?"
"I'll have a nice glass of whisky please," he replied, and looked down at his shoes, he had never before been intimidated by a woman.
Maureen scooted off quickly and in what seemed like thirty seconds she was back with the drink, "Hurry, finish the whisky, then leave and don't bother me again," she said to him and skipped off before he could object.
Rafe slowly sipped on his drink and watched her wait on the other people. Now he was not only attracted to her looks, he was attracted to her mind and feisty attitude. He was shocked that this woman could fight, stick up for herself and put men in their place. It was the first time that he had met a woman like this and after every word Maureen says, the more that Rafe wants to know her. She was different from everybody else, and this was refreshing. Rafe was starting to get angry with himself. Smooth Rafe McCaully was becoming hopelessly smitten with a woman; he had never fallen this hard. He looked at her again and he calmed down, he watched her smile at someone then knew why he was falling, who couldn't resist a smile like that.
He watched as she broke up a fight between two drunken men, she seemed to charm them over with a smile. As she went to go deliver her drinks one of the men was cocky and stupid enough to give her a tap on the behind. With her quick reflexes she socked him in the eye and two seconds later he was on his back against the cold floor.
Then waking up from his little world Maureen came back.
"The shot is done now, so you know… could you leave?" she asked.
"That as quite impressive back there where did you learn how to fight like that?" Rafe questioned.
In a nicer, softer tone she replied, "When I was younger my brothers and I used to rough house a bit. One of them, Alexander was just two years older than me, well he used to win each time when we fought, we was usually sitting on my back and I was crying. When my oldest brother, Liam saw that I was loosing each battle he taught me how to win each time, soon I was the one sitting on Alexander's back with him near tears," she laughed at the memory, then her eyes became foggy, "Well, I should be serving the other tables, excuse me," she said with a sniff. Rafe watched her run for cover of the bathroom.
Rafe looked in the direction where she went; he was wondering why she was getting teary. For a couple more moments he watched the bathroom, then decided to leave. Now he was completely under Maureen's spell. Rafe took one last breath before he stepped out of the Alley Cat.
So everyone please review, tell me how this is going!
Well, She's Aggressive…
Rafe decided to go to the Alley Cat again for a drink. As he walked down the dark lanes of the city he heard a woman scream. He rushed down the trails of the dark areas until he found the source of the sound, the back end of the Alley Cat. A tall man threw a woman against a wall. The lady jumped up and hit the man. Rafe then came onto the scene; took the man by the collar of his shirt, hit him a few times and let the guy run away. As Rafe turned to help the lady he saw her glaring at him, "What the hell did you do that for, I was handling it!"
Rafe's eyes widened with recognition, it was Maureen. He stammered, "I was just helping you."
"Well I know how to help and take care of myself I didn't need you to step in! Just because I am a woman doesn't mean I am fragile and weak, I know how to protect myself and I don't need your help!" she threw at him.
"Listen I don't like to let people fight, I like to help out," he yelled at her still taken aback.
Maureen just turned on her heels and walked into the back door of the Alley Cat, disappearing out of sight. "Well, that was different," Rafe thought, "the bartender was right, she is a firecracker. He turned around to where he started and headed toward the front door of the Alley Cat.
He went in he sat at his usual seat in front of the bar. The waitress turned up and it surprisingly (A/N: ya, I know that your shocked) turned out to be Maureen. "What do you want? Haven't you annoyed me enough?" she said menacingly to him.
"Actually," Rafe answered in a matter-of-fact-voice, "I came for a drink, it has been a rough day."
"I'm sure," she said under her breath sarcastically, but Rafe managed to hear it, "What do you want?"
"I'll have a nice glass of whisky please," he replied, and looked down at his shoes, he had never before been intimidated by a woman.
Maureen scooted off quickly and in what seemed like thirty seconds she was back with the drink, "Hurry, finish the whisky, then leave and don't bother me again," she said to him and skipped off before he could object.
Rafe slowly sipped on his drink and watched her wait on the other people. Now he was not only attracted to her looks, he was attracted to her mind and feisty attitude. He was shocked that this woman could fight, stick up for herself and put men in their place. It was the first time that he had met a woman like this and after every word Maureen says, the more that Rafe wants to know her. She was different from everybody else, and this was refreshing. Rafe was starting to get angry with himself. Smooth Rafe McCaully was becoming hopelessly smitten with a woman; he had never fallen this hard. He looked at her again and he calmed down, he watched her smile at someone then knew why he was falling, who couldn't resist a smile like that.
He watched as she broke up a fight between two drunken men, she seemed to charm them over with a smile. As she went to go deliver her drinks one of the men was cocky and stupid enough to give her a tap on the behind. With her quick reflexes she socked him in the eye and two seconds later he was on his back against the cold floor.
Then waking up from his little world Maureen came back.
"The shot is done now, so you know… could you leave?" she asked.
"That as quite impressive back there where did you learn how to fight like that?" Rafe questioned.
In a nicer, softer tone she replied, "When I was younger my brothers and I used to rough house a bit. One of them, Alexander was just two years older than me, well he used to win each time when we fought, we was usually sitting on my back and I was crying. When my oldest brother, Liam saw that I was loosing each battle he taught me how to win each time, soon I was the one sitting on Alexander's back with him near tears," she laughed at the memory, then her eyes became foggy, "Well, I should be serving the other tables, excuse me," she said with a sniff. Rafe watched her run for cover of the bathroom.
Rafe looked in the direction where she went; he was wondering why she was getting teary. For a couple more moments he watched the bathroom, then decided to leave. Now he was completely under Maureen's spell. Rafe took one last breath before he stepped out of the Alley Cat.
So everyone please review, tell me how this is going!