Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-6975131-20130928221634/@comment-11588669-20131001044004

"He knew practically nothing we didn't. The only thing I managed to get out of him was a name. Tony something or other." Nox shrugged.

"Huh. Damn. Anyways, while you're here, want somethin' Nox?" The bartender asked. He was a young man, about 27 or so. He had cobalt blue hair, but neon green eyes. A large male, he was generally nice. Up until someone attempted to start a fight in his bar. Things ended badly after that.

"Yeah, just some Cider if you have it, Cobalt. This one was a cakewalk. Though, save me some of the old stuff for a bad one." Nox grimaces, then shakes his head. "How's Umbra coming along?"

Cobalt smiled, and went to prepare the teen's drink. He also passed down a dry scotch to a purple haired man. Turning back to Nox with the Cider, he placed it in front of him with a notepad.

"Good. Kid's got a gift for bartending. And dealing with people. Thanks for letting me apprentice 'im."

Nox chuckled. "Who do you think makes the food in our house? Though, I wont let him touch desserts. That's my domain." Taking a swig, he picked up the pen and began writing on the notepad.

'Someone followed me here. Purple haired man is taking a bit too much of an interest for my liking. And how in the hell did he manage to get in here? Because I know for a fact that the clientel is checked regularly. '

Passing the notepad back to the bartender, and finishing his drink, Nox stood up. Grabbing his equipment, he looked at the man.

"I'm heading up. If you could have those picked up by tomorrow, as well as the trash run through, then we'll close up shop. Night C." With that, the mercenary turned and walked towards the back where a staircase sat. Climbing it, he shouted up.

"Umbra! You still up? You better be! I think C has some apples left, and I know you don't want to miss out on a pie!"