Let's not have the smell of fried feathers

[horsemanofdeath]

Japan, what fun...

Okay usually he had fun in Japan, this time it just screamed business, which was why he was glad he slipped away from the hotel he was staying in. Currently roaming Okinawa he found the place he was looking for. His translator Michiko had told him about the place, a small little night club with a great live band, it didn't

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[angelica_jinx]

Crap! Angel thought as she grabbed two drinks left unattended at the bar and quickly made her way around to cut him off before the door. She knew it was a bad idea for the whole team to enter the club. It was too conspicuous especially when Asher and Logan stuck out like sore thumbs in this place. It was only Japanese girls' fascination with funky hair colors kept Angel from sticking out too much so she was fairly certain she hadn't been made.

Angelica reached him when they were merely feet from the door. Though 'reached' was an understatement. Without a lot of options, Angel pretended to not see him, slamming into him pretty solidly. The drinks and the redhead went flying. They both ended up soaked but Angel landed hard on her butt amongst the broken glass. Her bottom was fine but her hands came up bloody all cut up from when she tried to break her fall.

[horsemanofdeath]

And here goes Warren stumbling into another table at the bump, having been caught off balance. He caught himself and saw the girl seated on the floor. Shit, can't let her get hurt... He held out his hand to her even knowing he was trying to get out of there.

"You okay?" He'd make sure she got fresh drinks for her and her friend, and hopefully he could still slip out the back door.

[angelica_jinx]

"I don't know." Angel replied pained as she watched the blood from her hands stream down her arms. Her eyes honestly widened. It looked bad. What if she over sold it? She wasn't really trying to hospitalize herself just stop him from bolting.

"I can't..." She looked up at him a little helplessly as she showed him why she couldn't take his hand. "I think there is still glass in them." It also meant she was stuck on the floor without some help. She wouldn't be able to lift herself.

[horsemanofdeath]

Okay, if they catch me Dad'll just have to bail me out. He knelt to help her up, so what if this meant his jacket would get bloody, wasn't like he couldn't get another one.

Helping her back over to the bar he got the bartender's attention, speaking quickly he managed to get a rag she could press to her palms. "I'm so sorry about this, I should have been watching where I was going."