Damien Thorn (sonofajackal) wrote in parabolical, @ 2009-03-09 03:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | damien thorn |
Who: Damien Thorn [open]
When: Night
Where: The Lux
What: Getting drinks
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete
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Damien had left his office and was now pulling into the parking lot of The Lux. He was currently talking on his phone. "Good. Well, I might need Adina to come by later for--wait, what? Say that again." There was a pause. "You sure, Steve? She is nowhere to be found? Leave any messages on her voicemail?" Pause. "Well, how about her landline, from her residence? No?" There was a slight scowl on his face now, as he shook his head with a sigh. "Fuck! That.. well, okay then. I guess I'll just need a new secretary."
Closing his phone, he stuffed it back in his coat pocket. That had to be it. Adina, or Adam, as Damien knew full well that it was a man in woman's clothing.. had become unreachable suddenly. It would appear that the city, or whatever higher powers governed it, had sent the mortal back. In that case, perhaps a drink was even more needed than usual. So, he walked toward the doors, smoothing his dark jacket and straightening the red tie that hung over his black shirt, made his way over to the counter.
The bartender looked up and recognized him. "Good evening, Mr. Thorn.. back again?" He noticed the heavy and somewhat sour expression. "Rough day?"
Damien shrugged. "One could say that. Lost one of my workers. She was a damn good secretary, too." He sighed. "I'll just have to find another one."
"So, what's your pleasure tonight?" The man asked, reaching for a glass.
"Well.." Damien glanced around. "I'd like those two girls.. ohh, and that guy over there." He laughed. "I'll have a vodka. No." He held his hand up. "No, give me a vodka.. and mix it whatever will make it stronger. I could use a strong drink at the moment."
The bartender poured it, then passed by a few other samples.. and then mixed about two different ones into the glass. Then he handed it to the younger man. "There. See how that grabs ya."
Damien took a sip, then set it down. "Oh! Ohh... Mmm. Yes, this is just fine. I like it. I do believe I just found myself a new favorite drink.." He put a $20 bill on the counter as a tip. Then he took another sip of his drink, savoring the taste...