A quiet drink in a busy place! {Open}

[Iota]

The After Dark emporium drinking establishments. Nicely decorated and outfitted with bulging dark red leather sofas with a bar that stretches most of the establishment itself. Run by the Toreador Kindred for those in the know. Tonight was like any other night, customer would come in, watch the women and order drinks. It is where Duncan, the high ranking Garou would often spend his time in the city. Not for the women inparticular, but just to have a drink in a nice atmosphere, it was a nice way to spend his free time.

He approached the bar, giving a slight nod to the bar maid "beer, any kind..suprise me." he gave a slight nod to the barmaid as he adjusted his coat slightly before sliding over some coins on the bar "Thanks." he said almost under his breath as the drink was handed to him.

Duncan would continue to stand at the bar, minding his own business. He had no quarrels with the Camarilla aligned Kindred, he was on quite good terms with their Prince thankfully. Still, it would never be long until one of the kindred neonates would think they could push Duncan about. It was always the way unfortunately....for them.

"Hey..pup.. i thought i could smell wet dog!" the young kindred taunted Duncan as he walked up to the bar, Duncan simply raised a small eyebrow whilst not looking at the new guy.

"One." Duncan started to count out loud.

"One? what ya on about pup?" The neonate replied.

"Two." Duncan continued counting in a calm manner.

"eh? Two? good to know you freaks can count..haha" The neonate digging his own final death grave, as it were.

"Three." Duncan repled in a calm manner, with a hint of stern being added in there. Before the neonate had time to reply, one of the older and..wiser.. Kindred approached.

"Neonate.. i would not mess with this patron.. he is far stronger than you and can rip out your spin and wear it as a tie.. if he so wished!" The new comer warding off the neonate, who took a few steps back before leaving. "My apologies, sir.. the relatively new neonates lack the knowledge of when not to say something, or approach people they probably would end up annyoing.. please.. have a drink on the house." The new comer stated, Duncan simply nodded and accepted his free drink.

[Frosty]

A long red haired male walked up the counter with a pool stick and slapped a couple twenties on the counter. "Some more quarters please and a refile on the mountain dew." The guy was wearing loose black sand washed jeans and a black tank top. He had his hair up in a pony tail with two bangs hanging down on both sides of his face. On his right wrist was a black wrist band with the letters "F-U" stitched onto it in red.

He stopped by here to play some pool and get something to drink. He reached into his right pocket and pulled out a pack of menthol cigarettes, lighting one up and pulling an ashtray towards him on the counter as he waited for his drink. He barely looked around, no real need to before what happened a few seats to his right did. He only caught bits and pieces to the conversation but decided not to say anything when they were there... after all, no need to start anything.

After the loud mouth and the other guy left Frosty received his drink and coins. He took a few sips, deciding to finish his cigarette before starting a new game of pool. "Drunk wanting to start a fight I take it?"

[Iota]

Duncan took a sip from his drink as the staff member moved on, he noticed a man, smoking menthols and drinking mountain dew. Duncan chuckled to himself underhis breath.

"Drunk wanting to start a fight I take it?" The man asked, Duncan tilted his head to the side before turning his head about 10 degrees towards the man.

"Not the first and by no means, the last comrade." Duncan replied, obviously he wasn't going to divulge the actual reasons of what happened previously, he could smell that the new arrival was only human. He took another sip from his beer before looking more so towards the man's general direction "Not many people come here to play pool..they usually desire to play with the other "facilities" here, which to me, tells me two things." Duncan raised hiw left eyebrow for a moment. "You either have never been here before.. or you are indeed in control of your baser instincts." Duncan nodded towards Frosty for a mere moment before taking another sip from his drink.

[Frosty]

"My shift at the Martial arts institute ended and I figured I'd stop by on my way home and relax." He took a deep pull from his cigarette before exhaling the smoke. "and I'm not too sure what you mean by baser instincts." He said before taking a sip from his drink, "Oh, Uno momento." He said as he quickly got up and walked over to the electronic juke box and inserted a bill, he selected a few songs, mostly Three Days Grace and Papa Roach songs but then again no one else was using it. The first song started with a soft acoustic beat, Everything about you by Three Days Grace.

He returned to the bar as the music picked up. It wasn't just to listen to music that he did this but to also cover up the conversation in case it got to a particular subject that might put him in danger with a few of the other people around here. He wasn't stupid, he knew some vampires and a few Garou were in the bar. He was probably the only human in the bar actually.

"So what exactly do you mean by baser instincts?" Asked curiously as he took a seat closer to the man, about a seat separated him so that he'd have time to react in case the man decided to attack. He moved his drink and the ashtray in front of him before turning to the man to be able to watch his movements and taking a hit from his cigarette and blowing the smoke up into the air away from the space between the two.

[Iota]

Duncan took a fair sized gulp from his glass before nodding to the strippers near the far end of the establishment "Baser instincts.. lust" Duncan turned so his back was facing the bar, his elbows leant up on the bar, a small clunk of metal on metal for a split second escaped from Duncan's back as he leant back on the bar. "Martial artist eh? very noble.. very noble indeed" Duncan smiled softly to himself "could be handy in certain situations" he smiled before sipping from his beer again.

"Places like this are.... not for the best, if you wish to relax..it attracts all sorts and not all of them are as......welcoming...as i am" Duncan had noticed the relative young age of the man, but he paid no heed to it, he was sure that even in this new arrivals young age, he was wise, to some extent. But Duncan wasn't going to go out of his way to break the veil, or the masquerade as the Kindred would so delicately put it. Duncan burshed away some of the smoke that had accidently drifted over to him before downing the rest of his drink and nodding to the bar keep for another.

[Frosty]

He looked over to where the man pointed to a stripper. "Oh, I guess." He chuckled a bit, to tell the truth he hadn't even been paying attention to the stripper. "I can control my sexual urges. It's all about how disciplined your mind is really." He said as he took another sip from his drink, the man didn't seem to bad but he also knew not to drop his guard because if an attack wasn't going to come from him then it would probably come from another place. "The place said it had pool so I figured a few games and a drink or to before I head home might not be so bad." He said.

The next part came in a sort of mumble to where only someone within ear shot could hear what he said. "Besides, I'll kick the out of anyone who wants to attack me." He took another sip from his drink and then his final hit from the cigarette before putting out. "So what brings you here? Drinks or the women?" There was a small chuckle afterward but it faded away after he took yet another sip from his drink.

[Iota]

Duncan nodded as the man explained his reasoning and his self control level of his urges "Not many of your type around these places, a welcoming image indeed." Duncan replied before making a visual notification of how many people walked into the bar and who left, just to keep tabs on what is going on.

"Drinks, they are are what bring me to this...establishment..the women are, well.. sub-standard and fairly basic. Not my cup of tea.. as an english person might say. "He smiled softly before pointing to the pool table before finishing his drink. "set them up, i'll break." he casually commanded. "The name's Duncan.."