Thursday: October 25, 2007
Who: Sheldon, Hayate and Eliza
When: Late Night
Where: The Wine Bar
What: Talking about some recent rumors
It was like there was something new about the Wine Bar in Elysium, something new to offer. If going towards morbid theories perhaps it was the death of Simon Myles. Ever since he was found dead in the bathroom, all Sheldon would hear about was speculation as to who was guilty. Or he would hear people playfully or seriously talk about who might be next. The psychic thought the whole series of events involving the man would have grown old by now, but apparently it was still a hot discussion.
The full moon was on the rise. Sheldon could tell a few restless lycans were scattered around the bar, most of them ordering hard drinks. Their irritation was detectable from a mile away and to spare him confrontation, he just left bottles of their vices at their tables and mostly stayed behind the bar. Less work for him and he enjoyed talking to the people who sat upfront.
For awhile the people at the bar were happily served and Sheldon sat at a corner, bored. He must have closed his eyes for a long moment because when he opened them he saw someone he hadn’t seen before. Some people were just people he served drinks to, but for some reason the new person at the bar struck him as interesting.
He rest his hands on the bar table and asked in his usual slightly friendly tone. “What can I get for you?”
When: Late Night
Where: The Wine Bar
What: Talking about some recent rumors
It was like there was something new about the Wine Bar in Elysium, something new to offer. If going towards morbid theories perhaps it was the death of Simon Myles. Ever since he was found dead in the bathroom, all Sheldon would hear about was speculation as to who was guilty. Or he would hear people playfully or seriously talk about who might be next. The psychic thought the whole series of events involving the man would have grown old by now, but apparently it was still a hot discussion.
The full moon was on the rise. Sheldon could tell a few restless lycans were scattered around the bar, most of them ordering hard drinks. Their irritation was detectable from a mile away and to spare him confrontation, he just left bottles of their vices at their tables and mostly stayed behind the bar. Less work for him and he enjoyed talking to the people who sat upfront.
For awhile the people at the bar were happily served and Sheldon sat at a corner, bored. He must have closed his eyes for a long moment because when he opened them he saw someone he hadn’t seen before. Some people were just people he served drinks to, but for some reason the new person at the bar struck him as interesting.
He rest his hands on the bar table and asked in his usual slightly friendly tone. “What can I get for you?”