Die for you (Chapter One Part Three)
The band up on the stage were creating quite the noise, he was not sure at first what the male on the microphone that if he had to be generous would have been called the group's singer. a man high above the stage read Alice's ugly sister and the name sparked a little recognition within him and he recognised the makeup as some sort of parody or copy of what Alice Cooper wore on stage.
Alice's ugly sister, now that was about as on the nose as it got he thought to himself as he leaned back against the wooden bar with an almost empty bottle of beer in his hand.
He was not even sure why he had picked this particular club to visit, but from the outside, it looked like it was busy and once he had gotten inside he could see that was the truth.
The place was jam-packed with Halloween revellers, nearly every one of them dressed in some form of costume or another, from the ghoulish to the sexy and to what might have been considered bad taste and needed the words "Too Soon" uttered in some form of condemnation.
He lifted his beer bottle to his lips and swigged at it until he was sure there was nothing but froth and backwash left at the bottom of the bottle and then turned to face.
Looking up he caught his reflection in the mirror that covered the back of the bar, his face covered in makeup that gave him an unhealthy colour that was supposed to make him look like a member of the dead or Zombie if you prefer. his left cheek covered in red that at a distance might have been mistaken for blood.
All of this was a sharp contrast to the white Military uniform he had put on in place of having an actual costume or wanting to go out and grab the last thing in the store, visions of either being a clown or ending up in a chicken costume, neither of which appealed to him.
He raised his right hand in an attempt to signal a stressed-looking woman behind the bar, she was dressed in some sort of bunny girl costume. something that might have been popular with the playboy crowd when people still purchased magazines.
"What can I get you"
She asked as she leaned closer against the bar he had to fight his more base male instincts and look up from where her chest was and look directly at her face, the costume as much to blame for this as he was.
He could see a half-hearted smile on her face and he could have imagined it was something she hated if she turned to see it in the mirror, but it made the customers happy and a happy customer was...
"Beer, please"
He replied and smiled back at her, his baser instincts kicking back in as he looked at her, he had been away for far too long and his body was in desperate need of something.
Serving your country was a great honour, but man could not live on bread and water alone he thought to himself as he watched her turn away from him and he looked down to see the white cotton tail she wore.
He turned his head away as he saw her turn back towards him, his attention suddenly somewhere else before he looked back and she placed the bottle down o the bar in front of him.
"That will be Six bucks"
She said once again letting the volume of her voice lift to be heard over the sound of Alice's ugly sister on the stage, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a 20 Dollar bill and handed it over the bar to her and leaned a little closer to not have to shout over the band.
"And whatever you are having"
he offered in return and this seemed to pique her interest slightly as she gave a thank you and a genuine smile this time and turned back to where the cash register sat at the back of the bar.
His efforts not to watch her were given a sudden and unexpected assist as commotion to the left of where he stood drew his attention from the bunny girl to where three men were dressed in white overalls, their costumes complete with eye masks and little black bowler hats and each carried a plastic cane.
The three of them surrounded a curvaceous redhead with hair that ran over her shoulders from where he could see, she was dressed in a purple velvet dress and purple knee-length boots and a dark red caped flowed over on her left shoulder. her pale with white make-up and a small trickle of red down one side of her lips.
"Hey Guys, come on now"
She tried to say, her voice not quite carrying over the sound of the music and the chatter of the three men, he could not quite make out what was being said but he assumed it was not something you would say to your mother.
He could make out what she was trying to convey through his use of lip reading, but his attention was not focused enough on them to make out the words. one of the men reached out and grabbed her by the waist and tried to jerk her away from the bar as the rest of his group laughed and closed tighter around her.
"So, nice outfit"
He heard the bartender say and he could now feel her leaning across the bar and directly behind his right shoulder, her interest in him now suddenly increased, perhaps his generous offer of a drink or maybe she liked a Zombie in uniform.
He watched the three men now moving with the redhead away from the bar, she seemed powerless to stop them and any cries for help were lost to the club's sound system and the men crowding her.
"Thank you, hold that thought"
He said to the bartender and began to move after the three men and their intended victim, he watched as they hustled her through one of the fire exit doors and out of his sight line.
Now he was either going to end up looking like some sort of idiot if this turned out to be some sort of messed up kinky game, but that was just a chance he had to take under the circumstances.
He pushed his way through the crowd and ruffled a few feathers in doing so, a couple of the younger patrons turned to face him but he moved past them without incident, his focused intent enough to make them think better.
He reached the set of double doors that made up the entrance to the fire exit, the green illuminated sign above them showing where you should head in the event of a fire or emergency.
He took a deep breath and slammed both of his hands against the doors, one on each side and they swung inwards and he was immediately hit by the smell of urine and stale alcohol.
Alice's ugly sister, now that was about as on the nose as it got he thought to himself as he leaned back against the wooden bar with an almost empty bottle of beer in his hand.
He was not even sure why he had picked this particular club to visit, but from the outside, it looked like it was busy and once he had gotten inside he could see that was the truth.
The place was jam-packed with Halloween revellers, nearly every one of them dressed in some form of costume or another, from the ghoulish to the sexy and to what might have been considered bad taste and needed the words "Too Soon" uttered in some form of condemnation.
He lifted his beer bottle to his lips and swigged at it until he was sure there was nothing but froth and backwash left at the bottom of the bottle and then turned to face.
Looking up he caught his reflection in the mirror that covered the back of the bar, his face covered in makeup that gave him an unhealthy colour that was supposed to make him look like a member of the dead or Zombie if you prefer. his left cheek covered in red that at a distance might have been mistaken for blood.
All of this was a sharp contrast to the white Military uniform he had put on in place of having an actual costume or wanting to go out and grab the last thing in the store, visions of either being a clown or ending up in a chicken costume, neither of which appealed to him.
He raised his right hand in an attempt to signal a stressed-looking woman behind the bar, she was dressed in some sort of bunny girl costume. something that might have been popular with the playboy crowd when people still purchased magazines.
"What can I get you"
She asked as she leaned closer against the bar he had to fight his more base male instincts and look up from where her chest was and look directly at her face, the costume as much to blame for this as he was.
He could see a half-hearted smile on her face and he could have imagined it was something she hated if she turned to see it in the mirror, but it made the customers happy and a happy customer was...
"Beer, please"
He replied and smiled back at her, his baser instincts kicking back in as he looked at her, he had been away for far too long and his body was in desperate need of something.
Serving your country was a great honour, but man could not live on bread and water alone he thought to himself as he watched her turn away from him and he looked down to see the white cotton tail she wore.
He turned his head away as he saw her turn back towards him, his attention suddenly somewhere else before he looked back and she placed the bottle down o the bar in front of him.
"That will be Six bucks"
She said once again letting the volume of her voice lift to be heard over the sound of Alice's ugly sister on the stage, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a 20 Dollar bill and handed it over the bar to her and leaned a little closer to not have to shout over the band.
"And whatever you are having"
he offered in return and this seemed to pique her interest slightly as she gave a thank you and a genuine smile this time and turned back to where the cash register sat at the back of the bar.
His efforts not to watch her were given a sudden and unexpected assist as commotion to the left of where he stood drew his attention from the bunny girl to where three men were dressed in white overalls, their costumes complete with eye masks and little black bowler hats and each carried a plastic cane.
The three of them surrounded a curvaceous redhead with hair that ran over her shoulders from where he could see, she was dressed in a purple velvet dress and purple knee-length boots and a dark red caped flowed over on her left shoulder. her pale with white make-up and a small trickle of red down one side of her lips.
"Hey Guys, come on now"
She tried to say, her voice not quite carrying over the sound of the music and the chatter of the three men, he could not quite make out what was being said but he assumed it was not something you would say to your mother.
He could make out what she was trying to convey through his use of lip reading, but his attention was not focused enough on them to make out the words. one of the men reached out and grabbed her by the waist and tried to jerk her away from the bar as the rest of his group laughed and closed tighter around her.
"So, nice outfit"
He heard the bartender say and he could now feel her leaning across the bar and directly behind his right shoulder, her interest in him now suddenly increased, perhaps his generous offer of a drink or maybe she liked a Zombie in uniform.
He watched the three men now moving with the redhead away from the bar, she seemed powerless to stop them and any cries for help were lost to the club's sound system and the men crowding her.
"Thank you, hold that thought"
He said to the bartender and began to move after the three men and their intended victim, he watched as they hustled her through one of the fire exit doors and out of his sight line.
Now he was either going to end up looking like some sort of idiot if this turned out to be some sort of messed up kinky game, but that was just a chance he had to take under the circumstances.
He pushed his way through the crowd and ruffled a few feathers in doing so, a couple of the younger patrons turned to face him but he moved past them without incident, his focused intent enough to make them think better.
He reached the set of double doors that made up the entrance to the fire exit, the green illuminated sign above them showing where you should head in the event of a fire or emergency.
He took a deep breath and slammed both of his hands against the doors, one on each side and they swung inwards and he was immediately hit by the smell of urine and stale alcohol.
