Caritas, Friday Evening
There was a bouncer at Caritas tonight. That was... new. More to the point, it was an English guy who badgered Mike about their rules. Something about 'no capes, no powers, no heroics' or something like that. Mike didn't really follow.
And then a raspy brunette came and yanked the wannabe bouncer into the bar proper, saying they didn't need a bouncer and that this wasn't a fortress, you know, and besides, all the monkeys were dead.
People were so damn weird this weekend.
But, there wasn't a bouncer at Caritas tonight after all. There was plenty of booze, though, in case that was you're favorite method of dealing with your dead visitors.
And then a raspy brunette came and yanked the wannabe bouncer into the bar proper, saying they didn't need a bouncer and that this wasn't a fortress, you know, and besides, all the monkeys were dead.
People were so damn weird this weekend.
But, there wasn't a bouncer at Caritas tonight after all. There was plenty of booze, though, in case that was you're favorite method of dealing with your dead visitors.