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Who: Xanxus and Yaha
Where: A bar in Terra
When: Evening, some time this week
Summary: Xanxus wants a drink. Yaha thinks he'll make good company.
Rating: No idea yet. Expect at least PG-13 thanks to Xanxus's mouth.
Usually, Xanxus wouldn't have bothered with going out of Elysium for any reason other than work, but so few of the bars around his apartment catered to his particular brand of drinking: that is, they didn't allow him to skulk about in a corner and scowl at everyone. No, many of the people around there knew him as an heir, and even the already ridiculously rich would try to hit him up for conversation, usually to get in with the family.
In Terra, they didn't care. If you wanted to drink alone, you could drink alone. And besides, this place's whiskey was topnotch, almost better than some of the bars close to home. Xanxus headed inside, found his way to a table, and took a seat. A girl was by in seconds to take his drink order before she was off again. No idle chatter, no flirting, just get the order and go. Xanxus let out a small breath and settled back into his booth, eyes occasionally flitting toward the door.
Where: A bar in Terra
When: Evening, some time this week
Summary: Xanxus wants a drink. Yaha thinks he'll make good company.
Rating: No idea yet. Expect at least PG-13 thanks to Xanxus's mouth.
Usually, Xanxus wouldn't have bothered with going out of Elysium for any reason other than work, but so few of the bars around his apartment catered to his particular brand of drinking: that is, they didn't allow him to skulk about in a corner and scowl at everyone. No, many of the people around there knew him as an heir, and even the already ridiculously rich would try to hit him up for conversation, usually to get in with the family.
In Terra, they didn't care. If you wanted to drink alone, you could drink alone. And besides, this place's whiskey was topnotch, almost better than some of the bars close to home. Xanxus headed inside, found his way to a table, and took a seat. A girl was by in seconds to take his drink order before she was off again. No idle chatter, no flirting, just get the order and go. Xanxus let out a small breath and settled back into his booth, eyes occasionally flitting toward the door.