Another Round?

Tonight Rada's mood was increasingly better. She hadn't been caught last night thanks to the bartenders and customers covering for her, bless them, and Rada had run past that speedster Zienna had mentioned and felt the most satisfying baffled and annoyed emotion surge from them, when an amber wolf ran past them with the smuggest expression a wolf can muster. Yes, it had been a great evening, and a great night with just sleeping.
...Rada needed to get laid again soon. Just sleeping at night was weird.

Well, even though Rada's mood was better it still wasn't great. What Zienna had told her and the woman in general spun around at the back of Rada's head. It seemed like Rada had just dragged something interesting and very potentially dangerous into her life. Rada didn't regret it, she didn't do regret, but she was considering her options. Because Zienna was volatile, and if Rada got too attached she risked the chance of getting badly burned. Since when Rada got attached she got attached hard.
Well, Rada would just tread carefully, and try to keep some distance between herself and Zienna. And definitely not seduce the woman, or let her seduce Rada. Because Rada had a feeling that sleeping with Zienna wasn't a good idea, and not just because the woman was very depressed and probably emotionally vulnerable right now.

Rada considered all this as she climbed up to the bar after her shift, and she would probably keep considering it as she was bartending. During her kitchen shift Rada could only concentrate on the work and nothing else, after all, but bartending was pretty easy and calm.
Well, that was thrown out the window when Rada got to the top and the first thing she saw was Zienna by the bar. Not that Rada was unhappy to see the woman, and Zienna had said that she would come, after all, so Rada had been mentally prepared.
Well, time to dive in then.

"For some reason when you said 'tomorrow' I imagined you'd send another muscular man and a car to get me."
Rada said casually and with a small smirk, as she walked up to Zienna when behind the bar.
"Though next time I would appreciate a muscular woman more. Nice eye candy, you know?"
Rada snickered, and cleared away any empty glasses that Zienna had in front of her.
"So, what are you drinking? Watermelon?"

"Oh my gosh, you think I'm pretty?"
Rada said with an overly girly voice very unlike her, but laughed right after, not being able to keep a straight face. Well, Zienna did have a point. But Rada also had the staff and customers on her side, they wouldn't rat her out if she asked.
"There's already few nasty rumours going around about me, what's one more."
Rada said with a grin, and cleared away the glass Zienna had emptied.

"Looking forward to it."
Rada said with a snicker, and looked over at the muscular woman and winked. Well, honestly, looks-wise Rada thought Zienna was hotter, and she was clearly strong as well, which was very attractive. Nothing was hotter than a woman that could beat Rada's ass. But something about muscles was...very nice.
"I'll be counting the days until I can serve you a glass of our best blackberry vodka, but until then..."
Rada took out two shot glasses, poured them full and took the other one one for herself.
"Cheers."
Rada said in Russian, and emptied her glass.

The language Zienna talked sounded kinda exotic, nothing Rada had heard before. Well, she had heard Zienna and blonde talk it a lot during these months, but it still sounded new and exotic. Zienna was Prax, so that was probably their native language?
"What's that language called? The one you speak, and spoke with blon-, I mean, Roma."
Rada was gonna stop calling the blonde blonde in front of Zienna, since the woman obviously meant a lot to her. Rada had enough tact to be respectful of that.

"So, is this another night when you want me to leave you alone, or have you accepted I'll never stop annoying you?"
Rada asked, grinning a bit, and she left the bottle by Zienna and just decided to keep count of how many shots she took. Easier that way. Rada whipped out a bandana from her pocket with the bar's logo on it and she pulled her hair back with it, her bangs were getting kind of long. Rada would have to get her hair cut soon.

Oleti, huh? Rada nodded and filed that under "Random facts" in her mind, glad of this new piece of knowledge she had learned. Prax spoke Oleti and were from a place called Mes. Wherever that was. Like with most places Rada wished she could visit, but in some part of her mind she had partly accepted that she would probably never be able to travel as she wished. Not if she allowed her family to keep her on a leash.
Rada banished those kinds of depressing and anger-inducing thoughts out of her mind, although a small frown remained as she went and cleared away a glass another customer had left.

"Once a wolf latches on it won't let go until the prey is down."
Rada commented on Zienna's words, referring to how she had shown weakness. Rada had a smirk and she winked at Zienna while cleaning a shot glass. That for sure was true with Rada, she was persistent to a fault, sometimes even pursuing the unreachable. Although she did feel content that she had been able to help Zienna, even slightly. Looks like her "therapy" worked.

"About me?"
That could get tricky really fast, if Zienna wanted details. Rada could share some basic knowledge for sure, but beyond that was such thin ice that one wrong word could get Rada put in house arrest for the rest of her life and Zienna killed. Although Rada was sure that neither was going to be easy by any means.
"Well sure, I'm Rada Volkov, my family owns this restaurant and bar, I'm part-time head chef here and can cook one hell of a meal. Bartending and annoying people is just a hobby."
Rada grinned, and since there weren't other customers on her side of the bar she sat down on her side of the bar on a stool by Zienna, leaning on the counter.
"I go to college part-time and I'm an avid boxer and martial artist. I like to drink, fuck and kick ass, the basic stuff."
That was about everything Rada could share without raising any suspiciouns.
"Guess that's a good starter pack on knowing Rada Volkov."
Rada said with a small laugh and got herself a vodka shot too, but this was going to be the last one. Rada wasn't going to get drunk when working, even if it was a hobby.

"Wouldn't be the first time someone brings me home, or other way around."
Rada said with a smirk, she was pleased that Zienna could see Rada could handle herself. Rada might've been a flower trapped in a greenhouse but she had hellish thorns, to use Zienna's metaphor. But the fact that Zienna had a soft spot for delicate flowers wasn't surprising, actually, since Rada could in a way understand where the woman was coming from.
"So your home has just tough, strong women? That sounds like heaven to me."
Rada let out a small laugh, but she wasn't kidding. Imagining a planet full of women who were all as hot at Zienna and muscular and strong was...really nice.

Rada kept her eye on both Zienna's and her friends' drinking, and hoped that they all didn't get so drunk this time Rada had to bring home three drunkards.
"Yes, sweet Mother Russia, grew up and learned to fight in her bosom, tough parent let me tell you that."
Rada laughed and poured Zienna a new shot from the bottle on the counter before the woman herself could. Well, the country itself hadn't made growing up easy, but more of the fault on Rada's flaws fell on her actual family, mostly father and siblings. Rada's mother was tough but loving and Rada would protect her until her last breath.