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Zzeill had been wandering the street late again. It wasnt an uncommon thing, though for her to be near this area was indeed new. She had grown tired of te old places, they having been well travled in the years she had lived here. Walking with her hands buried deep in the pockets of her black pants, long coat pushed back to gain access, she looked down at the floor, the top hat adoring her head casting a deep shadow on her face. The gray shirt she had on was covered by the long jacket which had the three top buttons buttoned closed over her chest. Picking up the scent of another she moved toward it, more absentmindedly than actually doing it on purpose. Suddenly finding herself at the face of a door she looked it up and down like it would give her and answer. Looking about with her cold blue eyes she gave a shrug and opened the door to enter. Stepping in and closing the door behind her she looked about, just in time to hear someone say Damnit. Seeing a Lukoid sitting behind the bar she tilted her head, remembering to removed the top hat from her head as was polite. Not moving from the door she waited to see if she would be run off, though she didnt care either way. Holding her hat to the side with her hand holding the brim she gave a glacne over the room before she let her clod gaze return to the Lukiod.

Zzeill crossed her arms as she listened to the other speak, wondering how anyone could talk so openly about their kin to someone who had never been seen or heard of. She was forced to look up to even meet the others gaze. Huffing at what she said she forced herself not to growl in respnce, determind not to piss this pack off as well as her other one.
"No, I am not of the pack. I am a nomad, in a way."
She replied, figuring the other would wnat it when she was finished with her welcomes. The comment about being new struck her hard, causeing her lip to curl as if to growl, though she caught herself and snorted instead.
"I am not new."
She said through gritted teeth as the other walked from her. Letting some distance fall between herself and the other she followed next, to take a seat on a bar stool not directly opposite of the other but not to far away either. Sitting she let the long coat hang off the back of the stool as she placed both hands, palms down, on the counter. Amazing she didnt even know her name and she was thinking about adding her to the pack.

Zzeill nodded in agreement with what the other said.
"Yes, I am not from here. Actually from L.A."
She said though it was apparent from the tone she wasnt about to go further. A look of sudden realization came to her face and she lokoed away from the other female, hiding the scar on her face from the light, it would seem. Hearing the bottles on the bar top she held her arm out to stop them, bringing all bottles to a stop before letting her arm rest on the bar top. Picking a bottle up and reading its lable she gave a glance to the other female before looking back to the table top.
"Do you have any glasses?"
She asked the other, keeping her gaze away. She looked over to her once as she heard her move away, looking to see what she was up to before returning to read the bottle.

She put a hand to the scar, feeling down along her face from tip to tip before getting up to fetch a glass for herself. Taking the glaas and setting it on the counter she opened to bottle and poured some for herself to drink, as the other female made it clear she wasnt going to have any.
"Thank you, m'lady."
She said bowing her head to the female as she flopped down. Taking a drink she set the glass down and looked back to her, setting the top hat on the counter as she did so.
"This is what one gets for fighting in my old pack."
She said, again tracing her hand over the scar as she growled to herself.

Giving a shrug she walked over to a barstoll and sat down, taking a drink and holding it in her hand as she faced the other.
"The alpha female."
She said, before taking a drink again and staring over the glass toward the other, as if deciding on weather or not to go further. Taking the glass from her lips she held it in her hand as the bottum rested on her leg.
"She pissed me off, so I hit her."
She answered to her second question after she had spoken of herown scars. perhaps it was a stupid reason, but she would never come to accept it. She was probably always going to think she was right to do what she did, which was probably why she was kicked out.

Zzeill laughed softly, which grew slightly as she went before she quieted herself. Nodding in agreement she took another drink before twisting to put the empty glass on the bar. She watched with unflinching eyes as the other changed before her, looking on as it had been so long since she had last seen someone elses change. Crossing her arms over her chest she nodded slowly.
"Yes, I do."
She said as if that was an obvious thing.

Looking at the other she raised an eyebrow, well what? She thought and then shrugged. Snatching the glass out of the way of the Lupa she held it in her hand as she asked her to change. Getting up she walked behind the wolf to the bottles behind her, pouring another drink. She was glad for high alcohol tollerance. Taking a drink and setting it on the counter she shook her head.
"I only change if I need to."
She said toward the other, looking her way once before letting her gaze fall ahead of her.