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Who: Zerokins & assorted others.
Where: Bar in the Realm of the Unwanted
When: January 14th, noon.
What: A nice little conversation between 'friends.'
Three more days was three days too many. Zero had received only one of Gabriel’s letters, and that was a few too few for his liking. The Longcoat hadn’t said much, but Zero was expecting better news soon.
The attack was still planned as nothing more than a scouting mission around the castle, although with that fae - if she introduced herself, Zero had forgotten - other plans began to brew in his mind. He had magic at his disposal now, which brought his chances of a successful attack on the castle to slightly above what they’d been before.
Habit forced Zero to rise early, but the day did not demand attention. Building ranks of Longcoats knew what to do, his new regular was nothing compared to Desiree - in short, Zero was bored. What’s a better way to spend a day besides at a bar?
Compared to Central City, the Realm of the Unwanted was an awful place. There was no flare, no quality, no… anything… but this was where Zero belonged now. Should he step foot into the City, he could be caught. No, better off wait until his popularity and power grew with the people before doing anything stupid that would cost him his life.
“Another absinthe.” The wine here was bad, the beer even worse. Absinthe was decent, at least, and it took more than one to get Zero near even slightly drunk.
Maybe then the whores would start looking good…