Who: LaCroix & Kain What: Two ancient vampires walk in a bar… When: Night time Where: A random demon bar Rating: TBD but probably low. Recent events had turned fortune upside down for the ancient. First of all, some Powers had dragged him from his familiar surroundings and then to make matters even worse he was now alone and humiliated. Things definitely weren’t going as he had hoped. So what does anyone, including vampires, go when they are having some serious brooding to do? A bar. He chose a little out of the way place that catered to the supernatural crowd though to be honest, he would have preferred somewhere that he wasn’t surrounded by of a demon variety. He really didn’t have anything against demons, he would have just have liked a place where he could be with his own kind but he would have to make due. He was going to have to do a lot of making due.
The vampire took his place at the bar as he allowed his crystal blue eyes to scan those assembled. Much to his relief there wasn’t a large crowd. Softly he sighed before turning his attention to the bartender, a bartender that just barely passed for human. LaCroix suspended any care on the subject of the man’s species, he just wanted him to serve him is drinks “bloodwine…human” he ordered, making sure to emphasis the word human so it knew not to give him that pig blood crap. The former general wouldn’t have been caught dead drinking pig or cow blood. He had his standards!
Once he received his drink, he lifted the wine glass to inspect the crimson contents in a way that seemed almost in a haughty manner before he even took a sip. Finally he sampled the liquid, deciding it met his standards.