Painting the Town Red(headed)

To Emma, there were few things quite as satisfying as pounding back a few drinks after a hard day of training. Things at the AFW had been a bit... rougher than she expected, and so she had started working out at the gym regularly in order to keep up. Keeping her body in its current sexy shape was important too. Life here was light-years more interesting that working some desk job back in the U.S, so she worked hard to make sure she could earn her place. There were countless attractive women (and some men) all around, not to mention Japan was home to some excellent whiskeys, and when it got right down to it, there was little more the playful flirt wanted out of life. It was practically a paradise here.

Per her usual escapades of hopping around the town, Emma had passed through two bars, gotten a pretty good buzz going, and had chatted up so many random people there was no way she would remember any of their names, even if she wasn't so inebriated. The night was starting to get late, but she still had a mind to visit one more place on her bar list, hoping to fix the fact that she could still walk straight, and possibly even find someone else's bed to lie down in for a little while.

Humming cheerily as she skipped down the street, the slightly red-faced red-head rounded the corner to the street where the next closest bar could be found. Wearing a black and silver one-piece dress that tightly hugged her curved form, with a pari of matching knee-high boots, she had certainly turned some heads all night whenever she passed by. Partially due to her own completely gleeful, carefree mood, and mostly due to her current intoxication, Emma was completely oblivious to the shouting and unrest occurring just ahead...

"Give it your best shot! Show me how you punch!" A voice shouted over all in the bar closest to where Emma was. A loud hit, loud enough to be audible, proceeds. "PPFFFTT! That's lame shit! You hit like a girl-- Oh, wait! Every girl down the street at the AFW hits at least twice as hard!"

Rowdy, and only 2 drinks down, Juniper Nayle was the one shouting so loudly. She wasn't one to get drunk. It was something that screwed with her ability to be as free spirited as possible. She was picking some fights around the bar.

The next moment, she made a loud and happy whooping noise as she flew out the bar door and onto the concrete outside. She was wearing a red top and black skinny jeans that wrap around her slightly thick legs. She lays on the concrete, laughing and snorting.

Jolted right out of cloud nine as a huge blur of black and red flew by and narrowly missed crashing into her, the startled Emma instinctively leapt back. Quickly looking to see what this unidentified object was, the drunk was very surprised to see another woman there, and one who clearly had enjoyed just being sent flying like that.

Of course, Emma's first instinct would be to eye the woman up and down, checking her out. Though she had a pretty imposing figure, she was still pretty gorgeous and appeared to have a nicely shaped body. Her hair in particular looked quite nice, and Emma did have a soft spot for other red-heads. The fact she was laughing so happily like that gave the impression she wasn't some scary person, or at least that's what Emma's drunken mind reasoned, and so she approached this strange woman and crouched down next to her.

"Hhhey. Are you okayyy?" Emma tilted her head inquisitively, her speech only slightly slurred at this point.

"Daaanm! Gave me what I asked for, nice!" Juniper shouts. She sits up and slowly calms her laughing. "See ya guys next week! Bring some more muscle for me, alright?!"

She then notices...Someone was squatting down next to her, to see if she was okay. Juniper was oblivious to the oggling stares that this other redhead gave her. "Shoot, I'm fine. Just need to get up, is all." Juniper smirks an but and stands up on her feet. "Question is, are you okay? Bit drunken to be a drifter drifting alone, aren't ya?"

"Me? I'm good~ Despite how I might look, I can definitely take care of myself." Emma said with a wide grin. It was true, through some measure of intuition and luck, the carefree drunk had managed to avoid any major disasters during her adventures over the years. Sure, there were occasions where she had to thrash some would-be assailants, but that always turned out fine. Of course she kept a small stun gun in her purse too, but she never had to use it yet.

As this strange woman rose to her feet, it became clear how much she towered over Emma, earning her a blatant impressed look from the tipsy girl. While she appeared somewhat dangerous, Emma's instincts didn't really sense much malice, keeping her relaxed. If anything, she was more intrigued by this larger red-head and her odd behavior.

"Although... I wouldn't object to such a strong looking woman like you watching over me for a bit..." Emma said coyly with a seductive glint in her eye.

"Alright, alright. I shouldn't be judging you by how ya look." Juniper stretches her arms out and groans a bit. She wasn't one to judge much at all. She called it assuming.. "You sure you're okay? You look a bit screwy."

Juniper also notices the height difference. But, she shrugged it off. Both physically and mentally. The look Emma gave her went right over Juniper's head; oblivious. "Sure, I can uh..Watch ya. What's your name?"

Though her subtle hinting went straight over this woman's head, Emma was undeterred. A bit of overbearing friendliness was just a part of her personality, after all. "Heehee, just a little tipsy is all~ Name's Emma. It's a pleasure to meet you miss...?"

Giving Emma a few hard pats on the back, Juniper says with shut eyes: "Im Juniper." She gives a wide grin and opens her eyes afterwards. "So, where do you wanna go? What do you want to do tonight, Emma?"

"Juniper, huh? That's a pretty name..." Quite pleased to have found herself such an interesting companion, Emma returned her own silly grin. "I'm guessing they might not want you back in this bar here, so why don't we try someplace else? I know a few places..."

She puts her hands in her pockets and smirks. "Heh, thanks." She toot a look at Emma. A real good look. Emma was interesting to look at. She waits for the other redhead to go and take her to another bar. "Ah, I come here every weekend. Oh, I ain't too much of a drinker. Just letting ya know now."