"I am your father's brother's nephew's cousin's former roommate." "What's that make us?"
(OOC: RP for Wayward Alec and John(hunter_semperfi))
It was just a bar. Nothing special about it except that everyone had a real tendency to not look at each other to closely. A good place for a transgenic with a huge freakin' dog to have an anonymous drink and game of pool.
Alec didn't hustle. If he was going to hustle his game of choice was darts. Pool was his dad's game. Alec played for fun. And here? There was the added challenge of not getting hustled. He was on his third beer, but it would take about 14 more before he felt it.
(OOC note for John. The 'huge freakin' dog' is in fact a full grown honest to God Hell Hound. Behaving impecably well and wearing a collar and tags. No drooling an slavering though. More like. . .a very over sized and incredably intimidaing and unnearving all black German Shepherd. Or at least that's what people tell themselves when they look at him.)
It was just a bar. Nothing special about it except that everyone had a real tendency to not look at each other to closely. A good place for a transgenic with a huge freakin' dog to have an anonymous drink and game of pool.
Alec didn't hustle. If he was going to hustle his game of choice was darts. Pool was his dad's game. Alec played for fun. And here? There was the added challenge of not getting hustled. He was on his third beer, but it would take about 14 more before he felt it.
(OOC note for John. The 'huge freakin' dog' is in fact a full grown honest to God Hell Hound. Behaving impecably well and wearing a collar and tags. No drooling an slavering though. More like. . .a very over sized and incredably intimidaing and unnearving all black German Shepherd. Or at least that's what people tell themselves when they look at him.)