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[sanguinosi]

WHO: Ladd and you!
WHERE: A fairly quiet, oldfashioned bar somewhere in the city.
WHEN: Night of 27th
WARNINGS: Maybe some violent imagery
SUMMARY: Ladd is getting drunk again. Come say hello!
FORMAT: Whatever you want!

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[meowminx]

Sure, Selina kind of had her own bar for the moment. But sometimes she needed a change of scenery. Preferably a place with good Scotch.

Not to mention she had her reasons for avoiding meeting up with Tom in person for the moment. Her new power was a bit hard to ignore when she lived in an apartment full of cats. She wasn't sure who else would be able to get into her head and she wasn't keen on finding out for the moment.

So it was off to a little out-of-the-way place she'd found months ago for drink.

[sanguinosi]

Ladd spotted Selina pretty quickly. He definitely recognized the face, but where he had seen her before? He had no idea. For now, he kept quiet as he continued to drink his scotch, hoping that some inspiration would strike him.

[meowminx]

Selina, on the other hand, recognized him from their little conversation as soon as she bothered to take a long enough look.

Crap. The crazy guy.

And she was once again focused on her own glass before anyone would really notice she'd looked away.

[sanguinosi]

Ladd waited for her to do something. But, nope, she didn't. And was she drinking scotch? What a strange gal--

And now he remembers! She was the woman who replied to his post a couple of days ago. He smiles a little as soon as he has figured it out- It was so simple! Why didn't he realize before?

He downs the rest of the scotch, purposefully putting it back down on the table with a loud clack. Hopefully, that will attract her attention.

[conceitedreaper]

[Finally, Kuja was going to get out some. With the insanity of the past week or so over, he could try to get out and see the strange world, though the more and more that he saw of it, the more it simply reminded him of Treno. The strange people from all over the world, the night life, the grunge, and just the tiniest little sliver of excitement

[sanguinosi]

[Ladd noticed the guy in the strange clothing pretty quickly. Everytime he looked at him, he didn't look very happy. How sad! Ladd guessed that he was another newly imported citizen- No normal person would be in that outfit, modern times or not. So, Ladd decides to be charitable!]

Hey, pal! You want a drink?

[conceitedreaper]

[Okay, so he actually wasn't surprised by the man approaching him, but the way he did so was almost enough to make him jump before he looked over the man. Tall, all in white, a sort of strange feeling about him, but honestly, he could go for a drink right about now. Just maybe enough to make him forget about the worrisome parts of being in an unfamiliar place.]

How kind of you to offer. [He smiled then, gracious that anyone would show charity, even if he didn't often accept it.] I would love to have a drink. What is there that's good around here?

[sanguinosi]

[Ladd busted out the friendliest grin he could muster.]

I guess that depends on your tastes! I mean, I ain't the sort of guy who's going around drinking froo-froo cocktails with goddamn umbrellas in them, but that doesn't mean you can't like them.

I'll tell you what, though! A glass of whiskey will never go wrong. How about that?