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[dark_eyed_fae]

A fairly normal someone - looks like a college kid - wanders into the cantina, looking around curiously. Hope I got the coordinates right...

He's dressed up, comparatively, at least - as in, he's in slacks and a fairly nice shirt as opposed to a t-shirt and jeans. He waves awkwardly at the bartender. "Uh, hey."

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[random_xtras]

Solid black eyes with no visible white look back at him as the blue-haired woman smiles. "Hey. What's yours?"

[dark_eyed_fae]

"Er... just beer, I guess." Davey doesn't actually drink a lot. "I'm, uh, waiting for someone."

He's a little nervous about the solid black eyes. He has this thing about sharks. He's also not sure whether this lady's another changeling or something else - or whether she can see what he really looks like.

[random_xtras]

Blue is a normal human being except for her appearance. Well, and her hard won and well practiced bartending abilities.

"It's non-alcoholic." She sets down a big glass mug that smells just like the real thing. Well, a really good batch of the real thing.

[dark_eyed_fae]

"Ah... thanks." He looks sheepish. "Does a half-elf girl with a lot of piercings come here a lot?"

[random_xtras]

The 'tender chuckles. "Not that often. I think we're too boring for her. You mean Mornbein, right? Dances on fortieth floor balcony railings and sticks lit cherry bombs in her mouth?"

[dark_eyed_fae]

"The bombs are a new one, but yeah, that's her." He rolls his eyes. "Does she claim they're an elf thing, too? I mean, I only read the books once, but I think I would have remembered that part."

[random_xtras]

"Nope. That comes from the Czarnian side." Counter wiping commences for a moment, and then Blue leans on the bar to visit a bit. "You ever hear of a guy named Lobo?"

[dark_eyed_fae]

"Not really. Something to do with wolves?"

[random_xtras]

"No. In some non-human language the word means something about eating your guts and enjoying it." She wrinkles her nose. "Anyway. He's the reason she acts like she does."

[dark_eyed_fae]

"What, head injury?" Unfortunately Davey isn't too familiar with comics. Pity, that. "Because I'm not sure healing fast helps when you've just blown your head off..."

[random_xtras]

"I think her brains heal as fast as the rest of her." Blue looks under the bar and sets a bowl of bridge mix out. Or it's something like bridge mix. It actually has good things to eat in it. "But no. He was crazy too. Destroyed his whole race for the heck of it."

[dark_eyed_fae]

"He what?" Davey shakes his head. "Even the Gentry aren't that insane!"

[random_xtras]

"One reason why we have a shield on this place to keep him out. New Haven doesn't need that kind of mayhem." She eats a green gumdrop and puckers her mouth slightly, then has a big, striped peanut.

[dark_eyed_fae]

"I'll bet..." He shakes his head again. "Someone like that..."