Re: Beer!: Domino & Kind of Open (Deathstroke?)
When Slade entered, he had more the look of a businessman than the most formiddable mercenery in the world. He wore a white button up, long sleeved dress shirt, with brown slacks and black dress shoes. None of his ususual weaponry was visible upon his person, and yet still those he passed by kept a distance. Because if it came right down to it, anyone who had any idea who he was would also realize that he didn't need a weapon.
True to his word, he wasted no time in crossing through the crowd until he stood before Domino, his one time apprentice and occasional partner. There was no other reason he was here, than that she had asked him to be.
"Usually I have to go to Madripoor to have such company as this", he said, making a gesture with his arm around the rest of the room. "Remind me again how you managed to convince me to come with the promise of two simple bottles?"