Like the Phoenix, The Sun rises again (Grand Opening)
Oct 29, 2016 22:46:42 GMT -5
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Post by Claira McAllison on Oct 29, 2016 22:46:42 GMT -5
As she was taking another drag of her Cigar, she heard the sound of an engine from a Harley. A rare sound to hear anymore. Smiling, she looked over towards the door and saw the tall strapping fella come walking towards her and Hank. Smiling, she heard him say after taking in a deep sniff and sat there for a moment. She watched as he looked over her as if she was something interesting to him. Straightening her legs out, she stood up and walked over towards him. Looking over him and the motorcycle, she knelt down and studied the bike more carefully. "Beautiful Harley you have here Mister Doberman." Looking up at him with her light Amber colored eyes, she locked her eyes onto his and wouldn't blink. Much like a predator stalking. Slowly standing up, she extended her left hand to him to shake his.
"I'm Mayor Claira McAllison of Jamestown. I'm sorry if I seem a bit tired for I am right now. Been having a rather busy day today with new arrivals to our humble Island. If it's Fuel you would like, we will fill your tank for you for the water you offer and one thing, some food for you as well. My good sir, you look as if you haven't eaten in some time. I would be heart broken if I found out you starved out there on them waters when I could have done something about it. Please, meet me around front. I'll escort you to my house where I'll make you something to eat Personally. And Kind sir Doberman, I will not take no for an Answer. Even if I have to bring the food aboard your vessel." Turning around, she would begin to walk away from him swaying her hips slightly from one side to the other as she walked back to the check in office and the trading outpost. Going through the building, she told Hank to behave in a friendly warning gesture. Stepping out front, she went to her car and jumped into it. Before closing the door, she took off the bloody high heels and closed the door finally. Tossing the heels behind her in the back seat, she fired up the crate engine of the Camaro.
Backing it up, she would turn the old muscle car around and would wait for Henry to roll on up so that she could lead the way. If or if not Henry would show up to follow her, she would let that engine roar yet again. She was rather enjoying this day since she was letting this car fully out. Shifting the gears, feeling the flow of air going through her hair. She loved the car and loved pushing it to it's full potential each chance she got with it. After the drive, she would pull the car up in her driveway and just put it into park and turned it off. Getting out, she would begin to walk to her front door with that Smile on her face still. Upon reaching the door, she opened it and if he was still behind her, she would gesture him inside and ask him to sit either at the Kitchen or outback by the pool.
"I'm Mayor Claira McAllison of Jamestown. I'm sorry if I seem a bit tired for I am right now. Been having a rather busy day today with new arrivals to our humble Island. If it's Fuel you would like, we will fill your tank for you for the water you offer and one thing, some food for you as well. My good sir, you look as if you haven't eaten in some time. I would be heart broken if I found out you starved out there on them waters when I could have done something about it. Please, meet me around front. I'll escort you to my house where I'll make you something to eat Personally. And Kind sir Doberman, I will not take no for an Answer. Even if I have to bring the food aboard your vessel." Turning around, she would begin to walk away from him swaying her hips slightly from one side to the other as she walked back to the check in office and the trading outpost. Going through the building, she told Hank to behave in a friendly warning gesture. Stepping out front, she went to her car and jumped into it. Before closing the door, she took off the bloody high heels and closed the door finally. Tossing the heels behind her in the back seat, she fired up the crate engine of the Camaro.
Backing it up, she would turn the old muscle car around and would wait for Henry to roll on up so that she could lead the way. If or if not Henry would show up to follow her, she would let that engine roar yet again. She was rather enjoying this day since she was letting this car fully out. Shifting the gears, feeling the flow of air going through her hair. She loved the car and loved pushing it to it's full potential each chance she got with it. After the drive, she would pull the car up in her driveway and just put it into park and turned it off. Getting out, she would begin to walk to her front door with that Smile on her face still. Upon reaching the door, she opened it and if he was still behind her, she would gesture him inside and ask him to sit either at the Kitchen or outback by the pool.