Out after class, Pippa found herself drifting near one of the rock concerts that were going on. She hadn’t really known the band, so she didn’t get tickets, but hearing them from outside gave her ideas on what to work on next if she wanted to make it big here in the States. With the crowd of people scattering after things started to die down, she found herself trying to dodge and weave through them to get a better look at the band merch and band itself as the stage cleared and things were slowly clearing out.

Just in case someone might spot her and say she was too young to be around things like this, knowing that the laws for beer and things were different here than back home, she powered up and pulled a few of the fancier parts of her outfit off and tucked them into the trash can around the corner. Without the gloves and all that weird fabric that was in her vest, an ascot or something she thought it was called, it was a bit easier to just pull the outer most jacket shut and snoop around.

There weren’t many pings she felt when it came to good or bad guys, so she felt a bit brave and ducked around back, where a lot of people seemed to be moving to an after-party and a string of bars. It was one of the few times she was very glad to be small, since she could duck into the taller crowd and look around and hear what people were on about.

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The concert was alright.

Dmitry had wanted to go to see Sleep Token, but due to work and being busy with the kids and renovations to the house, he missed it. Since it was his day off and the company was closed during the weekend, Dmitry decided to treat himself. He would've asked Moon if she wanted to go but he felt like they weren't at that point yet. Ryan, love of his life, did not take to rock music well and he'd be damned if he was taking one of the kids. s**t, if Slaughter to Prevail or Falling in Reverse were a part of this concert, it probably would've been a 10/10.

Content to hang around for just a little longer, Dmitry decided to go to the after party to hang and be around people. He didn't receive a text from his husband so that meant everything was okay on the home front [Ryan was amazing anyway so he never had to worry about s**t]. He supposed going out patrolling would be a thing as well, and he needed to go to his wonder to finish cleaning that alchemy lab, figure out what he wanted to turn it into. He sat at the bar sipping on some sort of fancy drink, when he caught something interesting out of the corner of his eye.

Nah, no one would be THAT stupid right?

Right.

So he went back to sipping his drink, thinking of ways he could continue to improve the already updated mansion and catacombs that is his wonder.

God, WHY couldn't he have a NORMAL ancestor? He knew Damiens was normal as hell…Lucky b*****d.

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There were so many people here, more and more of them floating towards the bar which meant the crowd she’d been using for cover had started to migrate away. At that she tried to cover the few bits of her outfit that might stick out as she scootched towards one of the side tables to look at the menu.

At somepoint she’d caught someone look at her with an odd look, once she wasn’t sure if it was recognition or questioning if she was old enough to be here. When it came down to it maybe she wasn’t old enough according to the rules in this country but she’d been in places like this back home so she wasn’t as stiff or feeling guilty about being here. It wasn’t like she was going to get a drink, she just wanted to hear what people were talking about in the music scene, at least until she got corralled closer to the bar to place her order.

It wasn’t much but she was glad they had fish and chips to go alongside a soda. Pulling cash out of one of the hiding spots she had, she set it down and kept her head down while she waited for her food. So many band names came up that she didn’t know but she figured when she got home she’d look into them.

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Okay so maybe he had to change his mind.

Why?

The ******** Saturn symbols.

So this kid really was that dumb huh? He could leave them be [not his kid, not his business] OR, because he knew it would weigh on his conscience to leave a kid like that even if they were a knight….He could just call them out on their s**t. Dmitry took his drink and walked up to the kid, sitting down at the bar next to them while staring ahead, “So uhhh…Any particular reason why you’re powered up in a bar kid?” He made sure to keep his voice low enough so that only they would hear rather than the people around them. “I might not be powered, but you are aware you give off a signature yeah?”

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Chillingham was focused on listening for the order number to pop up; she was more than a little startled by the question that came from the man who now sat by her. Were they one of the bad guys? Or wait, no, wouldn’t it be bad for them to let her know that they were?

Either way, she cautiously looked over at them and puffed up as they called her a kid. “Oi, I’ll let you know I’m 19 and back home, that’s old enough to drink, thank you very much.” Crossing her arms over her chest, she pouted at them slightly.

Then the mention of a signature had her tilting her head slightly. “Well, I didn’t see any of those piss poor wankers around to be a problem if I was, though.” Because of how many people were here and the fact that she’d tossed off most of the Saturn-looking symbol-covered layers, she was sure she would be fine. And if she wasn’t, well then she could brawl just fine if she had to.

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19? And from the sound of it, not from here.

Still though, they were in fact a kid to him since he was in his early thirties.

“19 is still a kid to me, sorry.” Not sorry as he took a sip of his drink, “That still didn't really answer my question. Just because an agent or youma isnt around doesnt mean they cant sense you should they come close by. Judging from the color…Maybe she was a saturn knight like he was?

“Tell you what? How about we just go do something fun?” Ewwww, that sounded like a pickup line. “Nothing perverted, but I could at least show you my wonder? I don't want to assume what kind of knight you are, but the colors scream saturn.” Even if she didn't have the symbols all out in the open.

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