Saturday: September 29, 2007
Who: Zane and Adio
When: Early evening
Where: The wine bar
What: Drowning away his sorrows with some alcohol

James Pryce's death hit Zane harder than he initially let on. He was there at the Medical Pavilion when his friend's body was brought in, and he was present during the autopsy that was performed on him. He had died of a heart attack while he was out jogging, and he had already been dead for an hour or two by the time anyone found him. His closest friend in Elysium... dead. It was a shitty day to start his morning.

The overall tone at the Medical Pavilion had been a somber one. One of their colleagues had passed away, and it was obvious that it had effected everyone. There were no cheery smiles on any of the staff's faces, and no light-hearted jokes being tossed around to one another. Everyone was just dreary, and looking to get the day over with as soon as possible.

Theora had come by to offer initial blessings, and to help prepare for the funeral the following day. Zane would have to tell the twins about Pryce's passing, and Amada. But he wouldn't do it right away; he couldn't. He was too devastated to do anything other than drag himself to the wine bar to drink himself into a stupor. Zane didn't want to think; he didn't want to feel. James Pryce was more than just a colleague, he was a mentor and a friend. Zane had learned so much from him in the short amount of time they had known each other. It was far too short, in Zane's opinion.

He had ordered some scotch from the bartender, and downed it quickly. Zane ordered another, and it disappeared just as fast. The bartender didn't say anything when Zane ordered two more, gulping them both in consecutive order, and then tapping the glass again for a refill. His latest glass was the one he took his time with. Zane swirled the amber colored liquid around, eyes focusing on the way it moved within its crystal prison. He barely took notice of his surroundings, or of the person who had taken a seat next to him.