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Emma 'Seven' Harkness




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It was early evening, but the bar was already bustling. Emma sat at the bar alone, nursing a warming beer and watching the crowd. It was hard to believe, but this was one of her days off; it didn't feel like it, she'd already stopped some guy who was making a pass at a girl who couldn't have been more then 18, too young to be out alone on a Friday night.


She'd been inside almost an hour, but still hadn't taken off her jacket; she wore it over a simple white blouse and black skinny jeans. The bar was warm inside, but the stream of patrons from the streets allowed just enough cool air in that she didn't feel claustrophobic.


As Emma finished her drink she spotted a man in the corner of the room watching her, she knew the look he was giving her and tried her best not to reach; although her hand did wander down to the taser. As soon as she made eye contact he grinned and wandered over. "Hey Sweetheart."





"I'm not interested"
she told him, turning her head away and looking at the door again. "Come on, just a drink?"





"I said I wasn't interested, leave me alone."
Reluctantly she stood, trying to turn away. He grabbed her wrist. "Sit down."
 
Blake 'Evan' Smith




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(Armour not included). Blake had been invited to the nearby bar, not too far from their workplace with a couple of his friends. He had said yes, since he had nothing to do that evening and decided to spend more time with the people he worked with, considering he mostly kept himself to himself, and didn't often speak to people.



He was fiddling with a drink, and he noticed a young woman being distracted by a man, he seemed drunken and probably unaware of what he was doing. He growls lowly to himself, his friend themselves were drunk, and hadn't even realised him get up from his seat.



He got in between the young woman and the man bothering her.
"I'm sorry miss, is this young man being a bother?" He asks, glaring at the man who had been asking her for a drink.

 

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Emma looked at the newcomer, thankful that he had intercepted the drunk before she'd had to act. She had no reservations about using her taser but the paperwork was a nightmare. "Thank you." She glanced at her glass, fiddling with it. "I don't know what's gotten into men tonight. You seem like the only decent bloke in this bar right now." She blushed lightly, silently wondering if she was drunk. No. She wasn't, she'd only had the one.





The drunk who had been trying to grab a drink glared, but huffed away without another word.
"Can I get you a drink? Unless you want to get back to your mates?"
 

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