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Watching, she sighed. Anne up to her old tricks again.
Blushing at Silver, she blinked. "What's that?" Sipping the vodka, she listened uninterested. "How the hell is Wes connected to you? Does he know any of this?" A sensual look was in her eyes as she examined the speaking Lycan. "I don't know what you're attempting to find. But there is nothing going on with..Wes and I." She shook her head solemnly, leaning forward. "And I don't know who this Myythren personna is, so I'll choose to ignore her existence for the moment." Fate ran a gentle nail up Silver's chin. "We met in a brawl, and have looked out for each other since. I've never had anyone close to me, so I don't know what it's like." She snickerd, running them all up his chin now. "How am I to know interaction can cause problems?" She quirked a brow. "So what kind of problems may occur? How can you possibly help a girl like me, hm?"

( stare ...for some reason even IRL what you said is making me mad. Maybe i'm too close to my character? sweatdrop )

I would have broken her finger right then and there if it would have done any good, but since she was a vampire there was no point. Instead I just pushed her hand away and glared at her. "You really don't want me angry right now. Especially here. Don't give me that you have nothing to do with Wes? I know you do and you can't deny it. If you don't want to tell me, fine. I'll find another way to get the information. And another thing, Myythren is the leader of the pack. If you care about Wes at all you will drop this charade and help yourself and him. If Myythren finds out about what Wes is doing then the best he can hope for is exile and I have a feeling the punishment won't be for the best. My help is for Wes and not for you. Thats what I mean and thats final. Now are you going to tell me anything or am I going to have to find Wes myself?"

Eyes Silver for a moment with interest ... well she wouldnt get involved with this . ..no questions this time . .. Fate wouldnt be pleased. I t wasnt fear of Fate that stoped her so much as fear of losing their friendship.* We never formally introduced ourselves during all of this mess... I'm Anne

Smiles to herself at Silvers rude exit . . . She found it interesting how because of their immortality creatures thought they could be rude. But after all . . . This WAS NYC

Trudging in, Fate solemnly sat at the bar. Looking up toward the bartender, she ordered the biggest, most fierce drink they had. "On the double." Glancing around, she hoped no one would interrupt this time. Perhaps it would work.
The bartender set her drink down. "Need anything else, I'll be over here." He winked.
Fate rolled her eyes. "Whatever.." Slowly, she sipped the liquor concaution. Ugh! So strong! Shaking it off, she began taking big gulps of it. Finally, she reached the end. This stuff really did work. Fate was already woozy. "Another!"
The bartender brought another to her. Smiling, she pulled out a twenty. "What will this get me?" The barti examined the money for a moment and grinned. As she drank, she was suddenly offered about three more drinks. She didn't pay attention. Snickering, she glanced up. "Give me the change, these will do." Placing the excess in her pocket, Fate finished the second and moved on to the third. Moments later, she hit the fourth. Eventually, Fate got to the fifth glass. Her vision was off and she smelled of alchohol. Things were going well. Unaware of anything, anyone, or what was occuring to her emotionally, let alone physically now, she smiled. Bottoms up. To hell's gates with me.
Down the final glass went..
..Down Fate went.

Cyrus walked in and sat down. He sighed. "Rough night?" the bartender asked. "Holy s**t yeah." he responded. "Give me a Black Russian." As the bartender gave him his drink he payed the nice man and took a long drink. He sighed again. How so lonley he was.

"they didn't really have much info on him. Basically the file said that he's supposedsly been living in Europe for the past 'few' years, but before that he migrated from Asia or Africa. It also said that his real name isn't Jaden, but it doesnt go into too much detail about that, it mentions another file. Most of the data comes from legends in the communiteis hes been around, his exploits have worked themselves into legend and stories used to frighten children." he paused to take a long drink. "Even in the coven some of the things hes done have turned into myths that are used to frighten vampires. All in all I would say that hes a pretty mysterious guy. Thats all the info the have." He took a long sip to finish the drink off. He stood up and turned towards the door. "See ya around. Oh! by the way don't make to much of this to the coven. People get upset. First we need more info on him and then well justr watch him and see what he does." He walked out the door.

Ronan leaned against the wall near the door, not really wanting to enter the bar, there was a strange song, evendently Kareoke comeing from within, he felt pitty for the one singing