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Roy Harper/Red Arrow ([info]i_can_hit_that) wrote in [info]dc_heroes,
@ 2010-11-11 14:03:00


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Entry tags:roy harper, zinda blake

Wild Night
Lian was so happy to go spend the night with Dinah for 'Girls-Only' night that she almost forgot to hug and kiss Roy goodbye. He couldn't help but feel a little miffed at that, but it was good to see his daughter happy all the same. They'd spent a couple of months together, just the two of them; having his little girl feel smothered wasn't what he was shooting for.

He thought about hitting the streets tonight, but it was early yet and he was hungry. Lian had also refused his offer of dinner, since Dinah was making chili. So Roy drove home, changed into a black button-down shirt, some slacks and black dress shoes, and headed out to Top Gun Bar & Grill in Coast City. He loved the place and hadn't  been there since he returned to the States. Hal used to hang out there a lot as well, so Roy thought he might catch up with him there if he waited long enough.

Hal rarely left the bar without company and Roy had to admit that he wanted to watch the master at work again.

He parked his Ford Explorer and killed the engine, then got out and walked into the bar. Seeing a pool table open, he decides it wouldn't hurt to get his game back in gear, and starts racking the table. He orders a Coke  and some chicken wings to start, then gets to work on perfecting his shot.



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[info]ace_in_a_skirt
2010-11-11 09:19 pm UTC (link)
At loose ends for the evening, Zinda wandered into Top Gun Bar & Grill to see what was happening. The time-displaced ace pilot didn't have much going on right now and while this wasn't a real bar in her eyes, it wasn't bad.

Out of her usual black, she looked almost normal in slacks and blue, off the shoulder sweater. It was the look in her eyes that set her apart from the usual crowd, as well as the gun tucked in the small of her back.

She settled at the bar, ordered a beer and swiveled around to check out the action. Sometimes there were familiar faces, friends and enemies. The first she'd greet with a smile and a beer. The second, just the beer.

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[info]i_can_hit_that
2010-11-11 09:33 pm UTC (link)
Roy works on his shot, looking up every now and again to see if Hal has entered the bar. He noted the blond woman, thinking that maybe she looked familiar, but then...lots of blonds looked the same to Roy, unless it was Dinah.

You really couldn't mistake Dinah for anyone else, in Roy's estimation.

He flashes the woman a smile, on a whim, then takes his next shot, sinking the ball with ease.

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[info]ace_in_a_skirt
2010-11-11 09:54 pm UTC (link)
The friendly guy looked familiar, but a lot of guys did. Zinda didn't really remember them unless they did something that stood out from the crowd.

She smiled back and lifted her beer in a salute.

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[info]i_can_hit_that
2010-11-11 10:00 pm UTC (link)
Roy touches two fingers to his brow in a mock salute of his own, then goes to line up his next shot.

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[info]heroes_misc
2010-11-11 10:08 pm UTC (link)
As Roy turns his back, a couple of Air Force guys walk in to the bar and one of them immediately sets his sights on Zinda.

He walks up to the bar, next to Zinda and smiles. "Hello, Miss. Can I buy you a drink?" he asks, laying a hand upon her arm.

His buddy moves around to the other side of her and orders from the bartender.

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[info]ace_in_a_skirt
2010-11-11 10:13 pm UTC (link)
Zinda turned from smiling at the pool player to looking at the hand on her arm.

She directed a deceptively sweet smile up at the man. She knew pilots when she saw them. You had to slap them down fast before you flag them in.

"Thanks, Ace, but I got a beer. How 'bout you remove your hand and take it down a few thousand feet where you won't get hurt?

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[info]heroes_misc
2010-11-11 10:23 pm UTC (link)
Maybe this guy is already buzzed, or perhaps he's just not that smart or even has a hearing issue.

The only thing he hears from Zinda's mouth is "take it down a few feet" prompting him to smile and grab her backside.

"Your wish is my command." he smiles at her.

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[info]i_can_hit_that
2010-11-11 10:29 pm UTC (link)
Roy takes a couple more shots, then looks back over to the bar, intending to ask the blond to join him for a game. He sees her talking to the military guy and nearly decides that he misjudged her being alone, before something about the situation trips one of his warning bells.

He reaches out to a table a few feet away and drops a ten-dollar bill on it as he picks up the dark green bottle of lager sitting there.

"Hey, man, what the hell?!" says the owner of the beer.

"Sorry, bro. Your next couple oare on me." he says, waiting to see what happens.

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[info]ace_in_a_skirt
2010-11-11 10:34 pm UTC (link)
"Pigs flyin', who would guess it?" Zinda grabbed the hand on her butt and twisted it as she stepped in and rammed her heel against Mr. Groper's ankle. "You need work on your bedside manner, hon."

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[info]heroes_misc
2010-11-11 10:55 pm UTC (link)
The pilot guy didn't even have a chance to blink as Zinda disabled him, dropping him to a knee.

"Ow!" he screamed, following it up with a few names that gentlemen just didn't call women at all.

His buddy attempted to grab Zinda from behind, but the sound of shattered glass could be heard behind Zinda, followed by a couple of drops of beer possibly hitting her as her would-be suitor's pal crumples to the floor.

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[info]i_can_hit_that
2010-11-11 10:57 pm UTC (link)
Roy makes his way across the bar after he throws the bottle and goes to check on the blond and pilot guy. She was good; he'd barely seen her move before she took the first guy down.

"Hey, you all right?" Roy asks, stepping up next to Zinda and looking down at Pilot Guy. Let me draw whatever conclusion he wanted from that, so long as he got the message that he wouldn't be bothering her again.

"You might want to take your friend to the hospital. He's gonna have a really ugly knot on his head tomorrow." Roy tells Pilot Guy.

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[info]ace_in_a_skirt
2010-11-11 11:11 pm UTC (link)
"Let 'em hurt," Zinda said, disgusted. She released Pilot Guy and pushed him down. She stood with hands on hips, glaring down at both men. "He needs a few lessons about women and how they're not like a stick in a cockpit."

She looked up at her white knight. "Thanks for the help. I might've had to get really mean and I like drinking here."

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[info]i_can_hit_that
2010-11-11 11:30 pm UTC (link)
"Well, I can't speak for every other guy here, Miss, but I'll happily lose these two jokers to keep you around." Roy smiles.

"I'm Roy." he says, offering a hand. "I've got a game of pool going and I think I'm gettin' my touch back, but I could use a test match to make sure.

You game?" he asks.

Pilot Guy and his buddy slink off and head out the door, glaring at the pair as they go.

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[info]ace_in_a_skirt
2010-11-11 11:46 pm UTC (link)
"I'm Zinda." She took his hand and gave it a firm shake. "I saw you playing. You learned a few tricks from a pool shark, didn't ya?"

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[info]i_can_hit_that
2010-11-12 12:27 am UTC (link)
"You could say that." Roy says, remembering the first game of pool he'd played with Nightwing, back when he was still Robin.

"I promise, this is the first night I've been back at it. I don't play for cash, but I'd be glad to play for some information about you, like what kind of beer you drink." he grins.

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[info]ace_in_a_skirt
2010-11-12 12:44 am UTC (link)
Zinda signaled the bartender for two more beers. "Not picky about the beer as long as it's cold. C'mon, Roy, let's rack 'em up and maybe you can tell me why you look familiar."

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[info]i_can_hit_that
2010-11-12 12:48 am UTC (link)
"As much as I'd like to go with 'You've seen me in your dreams', I can't, Zinda. I guess I just have one of those faces." Roy chuckles, leading her to the table and taking up one of his chicken wings.

"You look familiar to me, too, if it makes any difference." he says.

"I'm not from around here. I live in Star City, but I've got friends in Coast City. You ever been up that way?" he asks her.

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[info]ace_in_a_skirt
2010-11-12 12:54 am UTC (link)
"Been everywhere at least once," she said cheerfully. She handed Roy one of the beers she carried and hunted around for the triangle. "I'm a pilot, so I where the work is. I know people up there. It's a nice place. What do you do there?"

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[info]i_can_hit_that
2010-11-12 01:15 am UTC (link)
"Actually, I just got back to the States from vacation with my daughter and I'm starting up my own P.I. firm." Roy says, watching as she racks.

He chalks up his cue and nods at the mention that she's a pilot. That certainly up her attractiveness a few bars.

"I've been around the world myself a bit, working with the government and elsewhere. What's your favorite country?" he asks.

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[info]ace_in_a_skirt
2010-11-12 01:24 am UTC (link)
'This one," she said promptly. "But I could be had by Tahiti for the right price in beach boys. HQ is here, so here I am most of the time."

She took a healthy drink of her beer. "A PI like Sam Spade? He always looked good in the movies."

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[info]i_can_hit_that
2010-11-12 01:29 am UTC (link)
"Sam Spade, Bogart, Shaft, take your pick." Roy says, listening as Zinda speaks. She's mentioned that she's a pilot and goes where the work is, so it sounds like she's freelance.

She hasn't given the name of her company, though, so Roy wonders just what kind of woman he's sharing drinks with. It wouldn't surprise him if she was with UPS or FedLex. He takes a sip of his beer and thinks over his next question.

"Tahiti is where I just came from, actually. It's a good place and a lot of fun. What kind of cargo do you carry on your runs?" he asks.

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[info]ace_in_a_skirt
2010-11-12 01:37 am UTC (link)
"I work mostly for a private client who likes to keep a pilot on the payroll." It was practically the truth, if cleaned up just a little. "The cargo is whatever the client wants. Guess it's like being a PI and taking whatever case comes through the door."

She watched him chalk up and get ready to break. "Who's Shaft?"

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[info]i_can_hit_that
2010-11-12 01:59 am UTC (link)
"Hey, that's nice work if you can get it." Roy grins, taking another sip of beer. Zinda seemed like a nice girl, if a little rough around the edges, like Helena.

Helena used her particular roughness as a barrier, whereas Zinda seemed to make it work.

He just looks at her when she asks who Shaft is.

"John Shaft? Played by Richard Roundtree in the 70's, followed by Samuel L. Jackson a few years ago? Come on, you've had to have seen Shaft!" he says, unable to believe this.

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[info]ace_in_a_skirt
2010-11-12 02:14 am UTC (link)
She grinned and finished her beer. A passing waitress was stopped with an order for two more.

"Guess that was after my time," she said with a good-natured shrug. "Or before my time," she amended. It was hard to keep it straight sometimes, and she did get tired of pretending in a conversation. Didn't usually go to the bar for talk, so a guy who asked questions instead of staring at her cleavage was a switch.

Maybe Mr. PI was one of those fancy boys. That would explain it.

"But nobody could beat Sam Spade."

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2010-11-16 01:46 am UTC (link)
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