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[spiffeh_zero]

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

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[thomas_dawson]

Sliding onto the barstool beside Zero, Dawson held up a forefinger to the barkeep. "Make that two

[gordon_ransom]

Seconds after Dawson had arrived and downed his drink, another one of Zero's men entered. O"Whatever they're having," Gordon commented as he slipped into a seat on the other side of Zero, his eyes roaming across the bar quickly before he picked up his drink.

Dawson had been having some fun lately with a girl who'd made herself known a couple of days ago. She was a tiny little thing but he had no doubts she could hold her own in bed, and all he could think was; 'Damn, how did Dawson get her before me?' Ah well he was sure there'd be another woman around sometime that he'd find and get before anyone else. It was a pathetic competition but it was one.

"Finally got out of bed with that little thing I see." With a smirk he picked up his drink and eyed it for a moment before swiftly downing the drink, nearly choking as he happened to see the woman he was talking about enter.

[kieran_goodman]

The she-devil she was just happened to pick the right bar at the right time. Or the wrong bar at the right time because as she entered she was reminded of just why she had always hated the Realm of the Unwanted. Not that she had to have things perfectly clean, but .. cleaner then this piece of crap, damn it was horrible.

Looking around for a moment she moved towards one of the chairs at the end of the bar and ordered something, she wasn't sure what it was but it was hopefully strong. Kieran needed something in her system before she went off to meet with the Queen and the Princesses. Nobility sucked sometimes.

Though if she had her way and the Queen was as kind as they said perhaps she could talk her into allowing Kieran a job at the kennells.

[spiffeh_zero]

"Dawson." He greeted the man with a bored look, wondering what brought the fellow Longcoat to this place at this time. There were hundreds of bars in the Realm of the Unwanted. "and Ransom." The other man came in moments after the first. In fact, when one came, the other always appeared somewhere close behind. Zero was, nonetheless, glad for the company. They were loyal Longcoats, and ones held a little higher than the rest.

At the mention of Dawson getting out of bed, Zero took a deep swing of the drink placed before him, automatically wiping his hand on his pants after putting down the cup, and turned to the man who'd spoken.

"Find a whore who isn't absolutely repulsive on sight, did you?" That's a new one, Zero could bet the drink in front of him that Dawson's standards were simply a lot lower than his own. "This place is crawling with filth. I've grown to believe those did not exist down here..."

[doctorsrose]

"I'm glad I could bathe while I was out." Mielwynn sauntered over to Zero and his group of similarly dressed men. She liked black leather.

She ran her hands down the bustier just to touch her own leather. Her silk skirt flowed with her as she walked.

"I regret to inform you that the spirit was destroyed. I checked everywhere it could have gone, but there is no trace."

[thomas_dawson]

Thomas Dawson was a cocky bastard, it was a well known fact. He and Gordan always competed to see who could get the sweetest thing, and Dawnson just loved the fact that he'd won again. He smirked for a moment. "And?" He asked the bleached blonde, raising an eyebrow

[gordon_ransom]

Snorting in amusement at what Dawson said about the woman, and his eyes turned as a females voice spoke - at first he figured it might be Kieran, but no it was a fae? A rather hot one at that. "Hello." He said in an amused tone before his eyes flickered over towards the darkly coloured woman in the corner, and he just couldn't help.

"Hey, Zero.." Trailing off he glanced towards the blond General and cleared his throat, "Do you know a woman named Kieran, uh what was it.. Goodman, that's it. Kieran Goodman?" Little did he know.. it was going to be a shock to all three of them, especially when Zero spotted her in the very same bar.

Perhaps he might get a chance at a roll in the hay with her before Dawson got his hands on her again.

[spiffeh_zero]

"Free, Dawson?" Zero raised an eyebrow, looking over the man beside him. Things didn't come for free in life, the woman must be looking for something other than a quick bout in bed. Personally, he avoided that sort. "Does she have an abnormal number of breasts like that other one, or perhaps an extra eye or two?" Things like that were not uncommon in the Realm of the Unwanted

[thomas_dawson]

Why the fuck was that son of an illegitimate bitch bringing the woman into the fucking conversation? Little jealous sumbitch just had to stick his nasty face into other people's business. Didn't he? The little fucking prick. Gods damn the whore fucker.

If the little bastard wasn't happy, no one else got to be. Well, not happy, just not miserable. He glared at the nearly albino git, 'burst into flame, burst into flame, BURST INTO FUCKING FLAME!'

Dawson would've laughed over the fact that Zero just spat absinthe in the other guy's face, if it hadn't sent a chill up his spine. He'd never seen the General react to anything like that, not even the fact that Azkadellia had been possessed by an Ancient Witch had caused him to react much (or so he'd been told). Suddenly Dawason was feeling fear.

[gordon_ransom]

Coughing as the drink was spit at him, he grabbed the nearest rag and cleaned his face off with a glare that quickly dissipated at how angry his General was. "Uh?"

That was the only logical reaction his mind had right now.

[kieran_goodman]

The commotion from Zero had caused several people to look at him but only for a moment as they all returned to their own company and drinks. Oh this should be fun, especially since she just spot Dawson. Finishing the drink she ordered she stood from her spot and pushed her way past several people to where the three men were. Once there she moved behind the figure of Dawson and wrapped her arms around his neck as she leaned down with a smirk towards the familiar blond.

"Hello.. Zero, long time no see. What's it been, sixteen years? You haven't changed a bit."