White Power Happy Hour (open) - The Eagle's Nest

The Eagle's Nest strove to offer very low prices all the time, choosing quantity of sales, over quality, although there were some select brands for certain select persons. But they did run regular happy hour promotions. This time, in conjunction with a white supremacist punk band, drinks were half off from 7pm until closing. A sign outside advertised the band, the specials and while it was illegal to flat out advertise "Whites only" the Aryan symbolism about the place tended to discourage other ethnic groups.

As the night progressed, the crowd grew louder, more drunk and larger. Much like a powder keg, it wouldn't take much to set this place off.

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And the redhead liked setting things off.

Okay, not in the way that you're thinking. She didn't a drunken, rowdy fight. Okay, now that I think about it, she probably did like to set off the things you were thinking. But, I digress.

It didn't get much more white than Oriella, her porcelain skin so pale as to almost be translucent. No, really, it was. And at the moment, she was in the mood to dance. Yes, dance. Not that kind of dancing, ye of filthy mind, real dancing.

She barely even stopped by the bar to order a margarita before she was twirling her way toward the dance floor.

To say that she turned heads as she entered was an understatement; in fact it may have been the first time in history that an entire bar of Neo Nazis experienced simultaneous erections.

The bartender looked over at her with a flirtatious smile, and sat back to wait on her order and watch the show. The night, it just got a lot more interesting than drunk angry skinheads.

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She walked straight to the dance floor, pausing as she passed the first of the males on the dance floor. She paused only long enough to raise an eyebrow in questioning curiosity.

"Dance?"

The overweight, middle aged skinhead biker dude stared, and managed to find enough composure to reply.

"Oh hell yeah mama"

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Laughing, she let her head fall back so that her main of red curls fell halfway down her back. She reached for his hand to tug him toward the dance floor -- uncaring about whether or not he was overweight or handsome -- and seemed to be heading toward the middle of the dance floor.

"Good. Though it's Orie, not 'mama'."

"Bubba....err Buck. Call me Buck" he said as he let himself be lead out onto the dance floor. "Pleased to meetcha Orie"

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Laughing, she swung into his arms.

"Pleasure's mine, Buck."

And she proved the point, turning to dance to the music -- which seemed to be full of bump and grind. Poor Buck got firsthand proof that she likely wasn't wearing any underwear under that short skirt of hers.

Yeah. There was a little heil Hitler going on in Buck's pants at this point.

"Ah so... Orie. What brings you here?"

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She looked a little pouty, but then, it was just cute. Maybe even sexy.

"I like to dance."

Obviously. Even through her bump and grind, she was very good at dancing.

"Whatcha know... I like to dance too" he said while slipping his meaty unwashed hand down towards her ass

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Laughing, she didn't pull away. Seriously, she didn't. But she didn't encourage him, either.

"That's not dancing. That's trying to feel me up."

He blushed a bit "You got a nice ass... butt. Yer pretty"

Yeah. Bubba wasn't exactly a man of breeding and class.

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Clearly.

She smiled at him.

"It's okay. I'm a fan of dancing. Not necessarily being felt up while doing it."

Somehow Bubba managed to look ashamed of himself. "Sorry" he said while moving his hand up to a more polite position. "Ain't never seen ya here before. You white supremacist too?"

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Her brows rose and she looked surprised.

"No... I didn't know this was a place for white supremacists. Should I... should I leave?"

"No, no" he said while following the music "I just figgered ya knew 'cuz"

Well, the place did reek of white supremacy.

"Dancin' is good and the music is nice, so is the company"

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She grinned and gave him a wink.

"Then you can buy me a drink later?"

"Oh yes, of course. What's your favorite drink?"

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Licking her lips, she glanced toward the bar and the bartender.

"Peach margarita. Or raspberry."

"Getcha one now?" he said moving the dance towards the bar. He was feeling a bit dry himself

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Nodding, she grinned at him.

"Would love one, thanks."

"Peach mararitta and another Bud Lite" he said to the bartender as they got close. "Ahh and a whiskey chaser"

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Her brow rose, but she said nothing. Though she did shoot a few bright smiles to any others who might be looking at her.

Bubba downed the whiskey when it came, and took a pull of beer, shooting dirty looks to the other men, and a couple of women who were looking Orie over with approving eyes.

One tattooed woman who looked to be some biker's bitch came up to the redhead and winked flirtatiously.