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[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason is at the Bar! Don't get excited, he's only come down for food. Well, maybe he'll stick around. To keep up appearances, you see. But not for long...he's still cut off, especially now.
Unless someone wants to buy him a drink?

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[mogget_cat]

*Two glasses of scotch, neat, and a bright shiner are headed Jason's way.*

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason perks. Did someone say scotch?

No. No, he just smelled it coming.

He turns a very tired, pale face to Yrael.
"Any chance of that being for me?"

[mogget_cat]

Half of it, yes. You look as though you could put it to good use, my friend.

*He puts one of the glasses down for Jason, then sits beside him.*

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

He gives a weak smile and picks up the glass.
"That I could. You're a real pal."

He shoots it. It's true that scotch deserves better, but Jason isn't really concerned at this point.

[mogget_cat]

*Yrael smiles slightly as he watches Jason down the scotch.*

Remind me not to order the good stuff, next time.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason coughs slightly and grins, sliding his glass back over.

"Why not practice now?"

[mogget_cat]

*Yrael just takes the empty glass and slides his own, still full glass over to Jason.*

Practice is for those who aren't already perfect.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

He snickers.

"Which is why I suggested you start. Thanks by the way."

He takes a large swallow, but a bit more respectful to the scotch this time.

[mogget_cat]

You are quite welcome.

*Affectionate hair-ruffle*

[sidhe-essus.livejournal.com]

There is a certain weight on the back of the neck, a certain tension to the air, that lets one know that one is being watched.

Jason might be getting that right about now, from a man who, until previously, had been paying attention only to the dying stars.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason glances wearily over his shoulder. He may be a bit more cautious approaching strangers after his last few experiences.

He nods to the man. "Hey."

[sidhe-essus.livejournal.com]

The man inclines his head slightly, the motion changing the way the light falls on him. There's something natural to the gesture - unconscious, not intended for drama.

Probably.

Remember that shine Magnus Bouvier had? Increase that by an order of magnitude or two.

"Good evening."

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Oooooh, pretty.
The cautious look is softened as he stares.

"Is it?"

[sidhe-essus.livejournal.com]

"It may be, somewhere." There is a sliver of a smile. "I don't think whoever determined that it should be a traditional greeting was overly worried about the veracity of the statement. Or perhaps it was meant as a well-meaning wish."

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason huffs and nods.

"Well then I hope you have a good one, anyway. Care for a drink? Bar won't serve me, but I'm sure she'd let me buy one for you."

He gestures to the bar stool beside him.

[sidhe-essus.livejournal.com]

"I did not realise she was in the habit of refusing service to anyone." He rises and makes his way over, moving with an unmistakable predatory grace. There is, of course, a sword at his hip. It's a faerie thing...

Tricolour grey eyes regard Jason curiously. "Do you know a woman named Elizabeth?"

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason stares at the man's eyes for a long time before coming to.

"Oh, yeah. Yeah, I know an Elizabeth. Dark hair, nice shape...why, have you met her?"

[boundxkitty]

Elizabeth is now sitting beside him. She's never really sat at the bar, but why not start now.

"Hey Jason."

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

He turns to look at her and nods once.

"I drank that damned tea and I still can't get a drink."

[boundxkitty]

She gives him a sympathetic look. She taps the bar and two coffees appear, and she slides one over to him.

"Is that good for now? Or would you like something stronger."

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

He sighs and picks up the coffee.

"For now, it'll do."

He finds himself leaning against her without even realising he'd done it.

[boundxkitty]

She leans into him a little and sips at her coffee.

"So how long do you think she's gonna have you cut off for?"

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

He shrugs.

"No telling, really. You know, I didn't drink as much before I came here. But then, it was so damned expensive to get drunk at home."

[boundxkitty]

She rests her chin on his shoulder a moment before moving it.

"Well, you also had to worry about preforming and feeding Jean-Claude before you came here too."

She taps the bar with a murmurer too low even for a were's ears and two empty glasses show up.

"But sometimes you go around the bar."

She doesn't explain, but rummages through the bag that was on her shoulders.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

He raises an eyebrow and tries to peer over her shoulder.

"Are you packing?"