Xolelwa Azania and Abri Kendel - WWZ - That Bar

[mm_lettie]

Abri had been home since her night here with Zed -- she had people to take care of there, after all. When she stepped through the door today it was because Paul was dragging her excitedly, smiling. People had always told her that Paul Redeker never smiled, but she'd always counter that Paul had died a long time ago anyway, so it was all right for

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[family_bond]

I watched them come in, something not quite right about either of them. The girl, woman I guess, was obvious the caretaker of the two of them, but there was something to the older man, something... hidden. I moved to a nearer booth and waved to the man.

[o_eightyfour]

He caught sight of the hand and then the person attached to it and smiled -- a little tensely, as if trying to gauge whether the man was dangerous or not.

"...hello."

[family_bond]

The one thing I can say about my family is you'll never get better training. I've got a face that can play a lot of roles, that's just natural, but I also know how to move and act and shift to play up one aspect or another for a part. Right now, after that tense look back, I'm doing the friendly teenager routine which is, hey, pretty close to the truth.

Minus the fact that I'm a Drood, of course.

"Hello," I said.

"New here?"

I'd heard him, but the less it appeared I knew, the better.

[o_eightyfour]

"Yes, I think you could say that." He smiled -- friendly, but with the sort of discomfort that came from only having learned the movement in the past few years.

"I am Xolelwa Azania. A pleasure to meet you." ...funny, he didn't look like a Xolelwa.