Grayson Mudali (forevergrayson) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2010-05-04 22:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-07-12, grayson |
This should be interesting
Who: Grayson Mudali and Neil MacKenna
When: Early morning
Where: Heme
Why: Because it's just required, at this point
This was the kind of morning that called for a bloody mary, the kind with tomato juice and vodka, not the glass of B+ that Grayson was currently sipping. Going on day three of Heme being open as a shelter, there was still a ton of work that needed to be done, both to ensure that the people camped out were cared for. Anyone else might have cracked under the pressure, but Grayson thrived off it, only letting his moments of weakness show around those he trusted explicitly. This was not the moment for that, by any means. The fact that Grayson and Saoirse had encountered a demon themselves the day before was definitely not helping, though; he knew exactly why the people here were so scared of the creatures still lurking outside. While the news of demon attacks were finally lessoning, thank whatever gods existed for that, there were still a good number of people still staying at the bar.
Including Saoirse's friend who was sleeping off his vampire blood-induced high in the back storage room.
Taking one last sip, finishing off what was left, Grayson passed off the empty glass to the waiting bartender and decided to see how the man - Neil, Seer said his name was - was doing. Saoirse likely didn't want Grayson interfering with her personal life, but the man was staying in his bar, he might as well introduce himself. And, besides - Grayson was curious to see who exactly Neil was, this man who Saoirse considered to be almost like a brother to her. Even if he was also a fire elemental. With his familiar. Saoirse did say she trusted Neil... mostly.
He knocked on the back room door before opening it, looking to see if there was still a sleeping man inside.