The Washing of the Water (faith)

[ryan andrew guy]

This place was new to him. He didn't if he liked it..He didn't even know if he would enjoy it, but he wasn't one sit and complain about it. Ryan had that viewpoint everywhere he went, he was an optimist, but a realistic one. One thing he knew was the he needed to get accustomed to this weather fast. In Melbourne, It was 94 degrees outside. Much warmer than the winter here. Christmas's were different there. Pictures of santa didn't include him a winter coat, but a bathing suit, a Hawaiian t-shirt and a margarita. The thoughts of home made him sorrowful. He knew he never could go back there, yet it didn't stop him from hoping.

Ryan was bored at where he lived now. He needed a break from his usual routine, so he just put on a clean, black t-shirt, a pair of jeans, and a hoodie, and walked out to his car. When he opened the car door to his ferrari, he opened the glove compartment, and found his ankle holster. He kept it there for safe keeping, but he always strapped it to him when he was going out. It was a Hundred percent safe, but he felt naked without it. He started the car, gave it some gas, and drove to the bar. The bouncer took one look at him, and let him inside. One of the good things of looking older. He sat down at the bar, and ordered a drink. "Guinness, Please"

[obrian]

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Faith wasn’t the most happiest person here at the moment. Yawning a bit she rubbed her tired eyes. glad to be somewhere els then her old state where she could remember things she wished not to remember. Her eyes flicked across the room and around she was bored as hell and was looking for some fun. what the hell, first time here so she didn't know anybody. she really didn't like how ugly she looked with this damn eye patch on her eye but then again it was better then walking around with a hole where a eye should be. she was still learning everything here and there but she really wanted tovisitt the bar before even thinking about getting a home here. this wasn't a normal 'lets get drunk and party thing' this was a get drunk, forget everything you been through, forget about your Ex and your rapist father and everything else and just enjoy life. forget about working for the FBI forget about anything that might come into her mind. Maybe she could forget the bullet in her right leg that made her limp slightly.

Shaking her head a as she walked by a mirror she really hated seeing her face. okaypeoplee called her pretty and sexy and other things but she thought she was a ugly monster. running a hand in her hair which was dirtyBlondiee she looked around a little bit more before picking a seat near the bar 'fool's on stools' she thought lightly and then smirked.. one of those dangerous smirks. well she was going to be once of those fools today. she hope she'd find somebody that would look over the eye patch and see her, not a ugly monster Decidinga-pondd a stool to sit on she allowed her tight blue jean ass to plunk down on it as she slid a smiletowards the bar tinder and ordering herself a shot of whiskey. Relaxing up against the seat she nodded her thanks and payed the male what it cost for the drink before taking the herglassingn her hand. okay so she shouldn't be drinking when peeps might be hunting her because she was a FBI agent but what the hell right?Emptyingg her glass she tossed it down on the counter and ordered another. So she was going to hide the fact she was an ex FBI Agent whom people still haunted after and wanted to hurt her. Lets not forget the ugly past she had and her semi dead partner wanting to play keeps with her. But who was counting onesdramaticc toss ups? Not her!

Sarah pulled up her sleeve a little bit and flicked her wrist a little bit under the bar counter looking at the scars on her wrist where she cut herself. Yes she was a cutter it was sadly the only way she could feel pain any more and shecouldn'tt even cry. What a human! Specially a female! Not being able to cry. Any guy would love thatwouldn'tt they? Whiskey glass for a moment. Growling under her breathing wishing she wasn’t in that building with her lastassignmentt for the FBI and other services she had worked for. Her last missioncost-edd her alot. She should've known to never go inside that building But there was Georgee. one of the most wanted guys the FBI wanted. They pretty much drooled for them and it was her life time mission to take him intocustodyy but when she got that dark phone call she should've just ignored it: She should've known it had been a freaking set up and now she was being blamed for her partners near death even when she was innocent.

Looking over her shoulder her watch some young males enter the bar. 'Damn. I'd love to pounce on that.' Was the first thought that entered her mind Smirking slightly she shook her head and looked down at her empty whiskey glass. Like hell somebody would want to talk to her with a bloody patch over her eye. Closing her only eye she had she relaxed a little bit on the bar looking like some drunken fool when she had only one drink so far. Some Drunken ass bumped into her and sent her sprawlingg sideways. Grabbing on the bar she righted herself and shoved her elbow to the asshole that bumped into her before saying sorry to the guy beside her. "I'm sorry about that"

[ryan andrew guy]

Beer in his hand, football on the only tv in the joint. Ran was happy. He looked around noticing that alot of the people there were going to the bar just to get lucky, and he wasnt going to have any of that. He believed that sex wasn't something to go looking for, if it happened, it happened. He wasn't swimming in girls, but he wasn't desperate, like most of the guys here were. The tv flicked from channel to static, which to him, ended the football game.

Ryan looked around to the people that were around him, and quickly found the most interesting person there. A beautiful blonde with what appeared to be an eye patch. He smiled before turning his attention back to his beer. The things that flooded his mind were exhilarating. She was hot, but the she bumped into him, and she quickly apologized. Ryan quickly responded "oh, it's fine love," in his thick Australian accent