Re: Headed TO THE BAR (Vanessa, Idris, open)
Victor found Vanessa's arms around him suddenly, albeit briefly, and for some reason, it made him chuckle, grin settling a bit more solidly along his lips. However, the thought of whiskey followed by god knows what was in a chocolate cake shot made his nose wrinkle a bit.
"Trying to catch me up, or trying to kill me?" He chuckled at the woman, giving he a small nudge of his own. Nothing too over-friendly, but... She had, technically gone there first, with the hug. And it was still somehow, oddly, comfortable.
At Idris' comments, he snorted lightly. While he knew Vanessa wasn't trying to hurt him with the sudden increase in liquor consumption, he somehow wouldn't put it past the other man to. Not that he actually minded, at the moment. This impromptu battle of wits was actually entertaining. And while he wasn't the kind of person to try and pick fights of any kind - especially with complete strangers - it seemed almost... appropriate with Idris as his sparring partner.
As his new "friend" kept waxing on about heroics however, something deeper twisted in Victor's gut. Something deeper than the club, or the liquor and more to do with fire and falling. He closed his eyes for a moment, grin falling away. "Don't worry. I'm no hero."