Just Another Stop At The Bar

Cliff strolled through District 9, whistling as he put his hands in his jeans pockets. He wore his dark black aviators, even though it was 6:00 p.m and also had his custom made black leather jacket on. He pat the inside of his jacket to make sure his pocket knife was still there and nodded before going behind his brother's bar. Not a minute later, his brother came out, handing him a flask and simply nodded before going back inside. Cliff nodded back and walked away, taking a quick swig. Nothing could ever beat his brother's special brew. He stowed it away and looked around, trying to find any potential crooks this evening. He thought now would be a perfect time to strike. After all, it was around the time most places were closing...and that's when he saw him. Some young kid, probably eleven or twelve, stealing a cabbage from a woman's stall. He smirked and strode towards the kid, who spotted him and ran away. Cliff ran after him, following him through the streets before finally catching up to him. He grabbed the back of his shirt and threw him to the ground, taking the cabbage out of his hand. "Now now buddy...didn't you know it's impolite to steal?" He asked with a cruel grin, picking him up and pinning the boy to the wall. Lucky for Cliff, not many people were in this part of the district...except for one that he didn't manage to notice.

Cliff looked back at the girl as she spoke, his smile going away. He released his grip on the kid, looking back to him and then gestured his head to the side. "Get outta here. And don't steal again, understand me?" The boy nodded several times and took off, Cliff sighing as he turned to the girl as he took off his sunglasses and propped them on the top of his head and extended his arms out to the side. "Really? Just had to ruin my fun, huh? Guess I should have just gone to dad...maybe he could've been whipped. Course, would've had to extend the truth like I did for some others..." He had begun to look up as he said all of this, but then looked back to the girl. "Am I saying all of that out loud? My bad." He smirked and put his hands back in his pockets.

His eyes widened a bit, but when they did so did his grin. When she said he deserved to die he replied, "Maybe. But I don't think that'll be happening very soon. Even if I do get reaped, I have the majority of the district wrapped around my finger and with a snap I could have fifteen guys volunteer for me." He laughed as she asked if he would like it if he were to be picked on and then was pushed back. "You've got a fire in you...I like that. I mean, no way in hell I'd date you or something like that. But I respect your...anger I suppose. And as for me not liking to be picked on...I suppose I wouldn't like it. But one word to daddy and his tongue is ripped out, easy peasy lemon squeezy." He crossed his arms and grinned, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Cliff felt himself get smacked and was about to laugh it off he when saw his sunglasses fall off of his head and crash to the ground. He heard a crack and then quickly picked them up, studying them and saw that the left one has a huge crack forming in the middle, spreading across the entire lens while the other had a piece missing. He heard her say something about his father knowing about his behavior and he stored his Aviators in his jacket. "No actually...he doesn't." and with that, he looked up and moved to try and grab her by the collar to pin her to the same wall he had pinned the boy to with a force that suggested he was pretty angry, but not enough to cause a lot of damage.

Cliff had been reaching into his jacket when he felt himself pulled off of the girl and slammed into the wall. He looked at the boy who grabbed him, and told him he needed to learn how to respect a girl to which he replied, "And she needs to learn some respect herself." and then tried to knee him in the stomach and push him off. He couldn't believe he let the rat sneak up on him like that...he was off his game today. He heard the girl talk and grinned. "Best listen to your girlfriend buddy..."

Fallon sighed as eventually Storm stopped and so did the guy, she hated this jerk and she didn't want to be near him anymore. She watched as soon Cas left and she sighed softly, she'd have to find her way home now, which wasn't difficult to say the least. Soon enough she walked away from it all and she went the opposite direction of the boys knowing they were still having their day.

(Fallon has left the area)