Leander Hastings - The Warrior Heir etc. - Wherever you damn well please

[mm_danii]

Even a man like Leander Hastings needs a drink every so often. This one is being enjoyed in a booth near the back, with his back to the wall and his eyes on the doors. The events at Raven's Ghyll were encouraging, of course, a giant jump forward and his heart was lighter than it'd been in years

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[recentreinstate]

The door to the bar is thrown open and a human being is-

Well, he's running in but he almost looks like he's being thrown-with how fast he's going.

Probably why he crashes into the table nearest to the fellow trying to be inconspicuous.

[smoke_and_roses]

Leander is a rather difficult man most times and a very good example of a man not fit for peacetime because he's been fighting his whole life. As such, he's out of his seat and at the man's side almost within a second.

"Are you injured?" comes out quickly.

[recentreinstate]

Barnes is on his feet in a heartbeat, "-The President!"

There's a scrape along one side of his face.

[smoke_and_roses]

His hand went to the other man's face as he muttered a charm. Warmth... and the scrap should be a couple days healed.

[jonogoboom]

The man that walks in is barely more than a boy, and contrary to the icon, isn't currently gushing psionic energy, it's nicely contained under his shirt and straps but we only have one icon, woe but there's something just ever-so-slightly jaded around his eyes, like you would expect to see, maybe, in someone who's grown up in a war-zone.

He doesn't stop to order a drink, or anything, as he makes his way through the tables.

[smoke_and_roses]

His interest perks but he makes no sign of it. A chair, however, seems to get in his way as he goes past Leander.

[jonogoboom]

He pauses, the line of his shoulders tensing just so. He knows the chair wasn't there before.

[smoke_and_roses]

"Let me get that," he says smoothly as he uses his hand to push the chair out of his way.

"My apologies. I must have left it out when I moved to the bar."

[pink_amnesiac]

There's a slim young woman sitting at a table not far from him, staring blankly into her half-finished glass of wine.

[smoke_and_roses]

He turns to watch her.

She bears watching.

[pink_amnesiac]

After a little while, she seems to come out of it, and looks up.

"Oh... Um, hello..."

[smoke_and_roses]

"Hello."

He screams 'predator'.