Rollin' Bones' Bar Room

Charlotte lumbered into the bar being held up by Mariah she knew she'd need something to dull the pain in her back, the chunks had already fallen off and the blood almost all dry. Stumbling to the bar, she looked at the bar keep and asked for a bourbon and waited for Mariah. "Thanks for helping" she spoke, her throat a little sore.

"Heh, no problem." Mariah replied. "Make that two." She spoke to the keep before directing her attention back to Charlotte. She assisted her atop the stool, and patted her gently on the back. "Not sure exactly what you thought you were going to accomplish back there."

The bar keep set before the women two shot glasses, smaller than Mariah had imagined. "Might should probably bring two more of these, larges."

The werewolf herself, wasn't a glutton for punishment, as Charlotte had proven herself to be. Though, she did tend to be a bit of a bad ass. Stealing and breaking into things had proven to be her choice of skill. Therefore, it wasn't entirely clear where the money that she pulled from her pocket and set atop the counter had come from.

Charlotte reached for the glass and downed it in a gulp. "Need more" she said, putting the glass back down, "Can you also bring me a bottle of Jack?" she asked, then snickered, wincing after doing so. "Honestly I don't know. I can be stupid at times" she admitted.

"You're alright Mariah" she added as she eyed the bottle heading their way. She was a very stubborn wolf, she knew that and she planned on calming down some before she did something even more stupid. "Is it just me, or is Rowen really hot when he's angry?" she asked.

Mariah eyed the woman as she switched her liquors, and decided to take the larger glasses that came their way for herself. Setting one to the side, and slowly sipping the other. "Lucky for you, I'm on a splurge this evening." She spoke of the price of the entire bottle of whiskey.

"Stupid is an understatement, at this point. And thanks, I think." She replied.

"Um, I think it's just you. Maybe you took a harder hit to the head that you thought?" She paused for a moment, and scratched her head, "Honestly, I've never looked at any of the mates in a way that's attractive. Perhaps it's just me, then."

Charlotte nodded, and sipped hers slowly, "This will be my last bit of alcohol for the evening" she explained, "I'll pay you back. I have money" she added. "I may be a quiet one in the pack, but I do have my own ways of getting money" she said.

"well he's the only one I find attractive, even more so after today" she gave a light giggle. "I can see us becoming good friends" she added, putting the bottle down, and resting her once broken arm on the counter.

Mariah shook her head, "You're alright, I've got it. Though if you want to pay me back, I sure won't refuse you."

She turned on her stool, leaning on the arm that held her drink against the bar, "So wait a minute, you find being roughed around and belittled in front of your pack, attractive?" She turned back to face the counter, and shook her head, "You've got bigger issues that me, chick." She laughed, and raised her glass for toast, "To crazy broads."

"Well the look on his face when he was doing it was attractive, and wild" she said with a smirk. She raised the bottle to toast. "To crazy broads" she said as the glass clinked against her bottle. "

"So, are you ready for the show down?" she asked with a brow raised, she could feel her bones and skin healing every half hour.

Mariah stalled during her drink after the toast, "I'm sorry?" She wiped a drizzle of drink from the corner of her mouth. "Show down? You mean, with the other pack?" She shook her head, her hair falling from behind her ear into her face. "Heh. I don't imagine it will be much of a show to down. Their weak, and unexpectant. I imagine we'll, or should I say, most of us..." She arched a brow at Charlotte, as if to say she wasn't entirely sure of the woman's capabilities at this point, "Will fare just fine."

Char smiled and nodded her head, then took a drink of her bottle, "This is true, I do know never to underestimate anyone" she added. "I can do just fine" she added with a smile.

Bonkers stumbled, laughing with the strangers just outside the bar. "Ah, yes." He thought to himself, " People do love it when I fall down." Dusting himself off, he deftly pocketed the coin purse of the brute whom had shouldered him aside. "Thank you, sir!" He called after the man, " What a nice fellow! " He muttered, skipping merrily into the bar.