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Monday evening, 7:00 PM. Although mostly hidden, the moon periodically peaks from behind the onslaught of clouds. Chill winds creep across the city, which keeps the temperature fairly low. Temps: 3C/37F lows and 8C/46F highs.
skin credit goes to miss texas, custom structure scripts go to black, and the toggle cbox goes to subdevo. credit for mini profile goes to bee.
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Tavern Ferit, Building
Posted: Feb 11 2018, 01:39 PM
A Host of Rebel Angels
As the drink flows down her throat, Anna resists the urge to wince. It's sweet and not much to her liking, she's definitely a beer and whiskey kind of girl. After a moment the drink hits her stomach and warmth spreads out as she's setting her glass back down, she shoots a look over to Sebastian but he's busy with his back turned to her. Her tongue numbs over as Kohl says that he isn't fighting, it brings a slight scowl to her face.
"You're always fighting. Everyone, every day. Sorry, but it's like almost every time you go out in public that you want to pick a fight or hurt someone's feelings..." she says, the candor pouring out of her, but she doesn't really think anything of it. Sure, it seems a little odd that a few moments ago she was trying to implement some sort of self-control and make nice with him, but her answer seems reasonable enough to her.
She's not entirely sure if Kohl even paid attention to her. Rude. He instead seems preoccupied by the arrival of a red-haired guy, a few years younger than Anna and Kohl. Her eyes cut from the newcomer to Kohl as the ginger babbles; they clearly know one another. Anna is just about to say hello when Kohl lashes out. However as soon as he does, he gives a small yelp of pain and begins to peer down his shirt as if a cigarette cherry fell down inside it.
"See? This is what I'm talking about. I think you're a pathological Asshat."
She's torn between commenting further, critiquing Sebastian's cocktail to him, and introducing herself to Warren, who she feels deserves an explanation (or more likely an excuse) for his cousin's behavior.