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Seeing a stranger return to the bar, she paused and bobbed her head. "Good evening." she said simply, wondering if this new person was interested in making introductions.

Dax walked out of the shadows within the rafters, looking down upon the room. His ear bud headphones blasting a tune into his ears as he bobbed his head, lightly mouthing along to the song.
His shirt, wide open as normal hung loosely from his shoulders, and as always his sleeves were rolled up exposeing the demons upon his arms.
Takeing a seat where one of the rafters met the wall, he pressed his back up aganist the wall, stretched on of his legs out along the rafter, and let his other hang down freely.
His purple eyes closed and arms crossed upon his chest, he simply sat and enjoyed his music

Dax didn't really take notice of who else was in the room at the time. He could feel the presence of another being close by, but he couldn't be bothered to focus in on the energy signature to see who it was. It wasn't like it would be a problem for him to do it, heaven knows it had done it a thousand times before... But currently, Dax just found himself far to... One could say lazy.
All he wanted to do for the time being was sit there in his shadows with his music

Feeling the vibrations from the dagger slamming into the wall in which Dax's back was pressed aganist, he simply waved one of his hands... The dagger then stopped in mid flight, spun a few times, then hit the floor.
What seems to be troubling you so much, that you would attempt to kill.. the wall?
Dax peered down from the shadows of the rafter, the only part of him able to seen, his glowing purpe eyes

With a light laugh, Dax pulled one of his daggers from his belt
First,... Sharpen the blade.. To the point as to where just touching it will draw blood.
Secondly, when throwing it, on the follow through....
Dax paused for a moment as he threw his own dagger toward the wall on the other side of the room
Flick your wrist... Gives the dagger more spin, helps it fly better and hit its mark more directly
he smiled as the dagger flew into the stone wall, right up to the handle

With a deep yawn, Dax layed down along the rafter. Lowering his hand, the dagger he had thrown into the wall returned itself to its owned to be slid back into its sheath.
Turning up the volume on his music player, dax simply laid there, and waited

With a small pop, Ziven appeared in the rafters. Again there was a hesitation in knowing if anyone was present. Still having much on her mind, she intended on quietly sitting for a few, listening to the conversations below before considering interacting.

(Ooc: sneaking in a few posts while at work ^^; will be a bit slow )

Arching a brow, she became aware of Dax's presence as he tapped her on the back. Looking in his direction, she giggled and smiled. "Good afternoon Dax. How are you today, other than mischievous?