Cheap red wine in a paper cup Who: Liev & OPEN Where: Heme When: Approaching midnight
Oddly enough, Liev had no qualms with purchasing his beverage of choice at a bar. Hunters were a different matter. A matter of pride--he could catch his food himself, thank you. Heme was... a novelty. To him, at least. It hardly had the most prepossessing exterior, but inside was something else entirely, and the fake blood amused him. It was, perhaps, not the wisest of moves for a Lycan to walk into a vampire bar when everyone there had undoubtedly seen the news--but then, he had had nothing to do with it. Let them disapprove, no Lycan sought their acceptance. Least of all him.
"A+, please." Just to take the edge off. He was, after all, trying to keep his head down. In public. As long as he could keep his fangs in his mouth and away from the nearest A+ breather.
A+... The world had come a long way from 'take a bite and see if it suits you'.