[Mean Eyed Cat: Atticus & Sue]
The bar wasn't Atticus' usual haunt. Might become his haunt when he was an old, pathetic drunkard, but wasn't his haunt now. Wasn't even here to drink. Was curious. Hadn't gotten a chance to see any of Repose since he'd arrived, and now that he was off the island he wanted to make a mental map of the place. Had been spending most of his time in the lakehouse or in the Capital. Getting a business off the ground required attention. Getting covered in magical runes required time. Had finally gotten around to taking a walk down Main Street. Was quaint. Wondered why his parents chose this place. Couldn't picture the philanthropic socialites here. Couldn't imagine them living in a place without an academic society or students to "save." Was strange. Hadn't seen them in nearly two decades, but still couldn't make the puzzle pieces fit in his mind.
Was aimlessly wandering by the time he got to the bar. Recognized the song reference immediately. Wasn't a huge Johnny Cash fan, but knew the main tunes. Was looking to shoot some pool, maybe, more than to drink. Had no interest in getting wasted, and had already realized the runes made some things different for him. Wasn't willing to risk getting drunk without a better understanding of what he was capable of now.
Walked in wearing black, marks visible at neck and wrist, while Johnny was singing about rings and fire.
Belatedly noticed the kid patting the barstool. Quirked an expressive brow. Looked over one shoulder. Looked over the other shoulder. Looked back at the dark-haired kid. "Think I get to decide who I think is cute," he said, tone lazy. Generally speaking, Atticus always sounded lazy. "Not looking for a match. Definitely not looking for anything involving heaven." Glanced down at the barstool. "How about a game of pool, if you can refrain from hitting on me," he suggested plainly. "Not on the market."
Glanced toward the empty pool table and visibly clocked the sticks. "I'll take a beer," he added to the bartender. "Whatever's good." And to the kid: "Always hit on strangers?"