The Blue Goose Bar and Inn

Hunting Beltras

"Wait, how old are you?" The girl asks.

He smiles.

"Not even nineteen, miss. This is my father's place. Family business, you know." He says.

Emily

I look at the guy in disbelief, "Wow." I smiled. "I'm fifteen." I take a sip of my drink.

Hunting Beltras

He smiles at her reaction.
"You look a little older, miss." He says. "Name's Hunting. What can I call you both by?"

Emily

"I'm fifteen." I nodded. He asks me my name and I smile, "Emily. Or Em'. Doesn't matter."

Master Sergeant Stoddard

I laughed to myself as I heared the conversation were all a bunch of underages here. I took a big drink from my glass finishing it off I slid it over to the bartender.

"Refill please and they call me Sergeant or Stoddard." I said.

Emily

I look over at Sergeant. "Are you in the army? I used to be." I said smiling.

Master Sergeant Stoddard

I gave a small chuckle and shock my head no.

"No , but I'm in a military program called JROTC I'm in the army branch of it." I said.

Hunting Beltras

Hunting refills Stoddard's glass and slides it back to them.
"JROTC, I've heard some about that." He says. "Is it just early military training?"

Emily

I nodded. "Thats cool." I smiled and took another sip of my drink.

M.S.G Stoddard

I shock my head no.

"It gives an introduction to the military it trains us to be better citzens for the U.S and its kinda fun when you get on the teams. Like Sabre team, Rifle team, Drill team. it's really fun to be honest." I said.

Emily

"Aw now I wanna do it." I said crossing my arms.

Hunting Beltras

He nods, sipping his own drink. It stings his throat but he hides it, setting it down after.
"And what about you, Emily? He's in the JROTC. Are you just traveling through?" He asks.

Emily

When he asks that I freeze and hesitate. "Uhh.." I search for the best way to say it. "No. I um have some buisness to take care of." I said grinning evilly.

Hunting Beltras

He nods, not pressing any further, and sits on the stool behind the counter.
"I'm stuck here until I'm done with college." He says. "I was kinda forced into it. I'm not even sure what I'm majoring in, to be honest. My father shoved the idea at me and now I'm still here."

M.S.G Stoddard

I listened to them chatter, I couldn't help but take out one of my throwing knives and started toying with it between my fingures.

"Hey bartender I don't suppose you have a throwing board around here?" I ask.