Abri Kendel - WWZ (Post Tide-Turning) OC - That Bar

[mm_lettie]

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[mm_kiki]

Zed doesn't particularly care about the new arrivals, but he does acknowledge them. His natural curiosity and needed knowledge of his surroundings makes it necessary to at least give them a look over when he hears the door open and shut.

[o_eightyfour]

Abri doesn't like this one bit. Maybe Paul slipped one of his anti-psychotics into her water. It wouldn't be the first time, but still.

She sighs, narrowing her gaze at the bar and walking in. Her hand is still lingering over her holster. She catches the guy looking at her, though, and arches her brow.

"What the fuck, man?"

[mm_kiki]

"It's better with a drink or two in you." He said calmly before bringing his attention back to his own drink.

[o_eightyfour]

If this is a hallucination, she can at least get drunk and then go back to real life.

"And I suppose the beer is made of super-special special hops?"

[new_to_liirness]

"No need for weapons, miss," said one of the busboys, a handsome enough young lad with a broom at his hip.

"Though I'd guess you need an explanation."

[o_eightyfour]

A broom, huh?

"Habit, sorry," she said by way of explanation, "Uh. Yeah, an explanation would be fucking awesome."

[new_to_liirness]

"You're at the end of the universe, we have drinks and food and rooms, no time will pass while you're here, and don't look out the window until you've had something to drink."

Beat.

"Don't try the Atlantean unless you're not human."

[o_eightyfour]

"I think I can handle the end of the universe, having almost seen it once already," she muttered mostly to herself, casting him a skeptical glance.

"And what do you mean -- not human?" Because where she was from that really only meant one thing.