There was a chuckle as Clay failed to find the words to reply to Alex. A guilty yet proud smirk of admission painted on his face as he went about fetching a full bottle and a fresh cigaret stored aside closely together. He held the smoke in his own lips as he lit it and took a drag before passing it over along with the bottle. The smell and taste easing his tension in the presence of a hunter.

It's then he looks over Alex with that mischievous glare as her attire falls prey to his eyes.

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"Why of course you are my lady" Replied the server with an assured smile and sturdy nod. Without saying anymore he expressed his familiarity with her and her name as would be expected of any one educated working in such proximity.
"Dorian Radshaw." He says with a gentle bow as he sweeps up her hand and raises it to his lips where he gently kisses it just beyond the knuckles.

While he had poured a second glass for himself he had not yet sipped from it, instead he cleverly balanced it between his fingers along with the bottle leaving his other arm free for courtship. Offering his arm to the lady he spoke softly. "Please allow me, the balcony up stairs is much more comfortable and private."

As he left the main floor Dorian paused to look upon each of his employees one by one. His gaze was brief and so indifferent that they were left to judge their own performance. In that short moment he was not looking at them but in them, truly noticing and acknowledging them for who they were and their efforts. The faintest hint of a smile and bob of a nod was his gratitude beyond their duty. For no action or gesture was made by Dorian by mistake or without reason. He was proud they were his team and at the same time expected no less. It was not always the easiest place of employment but it sure was interesting.

Fenna peeked ever the big chair, waiting for the two to go to the balcony and rid the room of it tension. Once they were gone Fenna stood up and walked to the bar whilst carrying the almost empty bottle of bitter drink with her. Sitting at a stool could tell she was a little red faced from the drink. "So, Wolfie... Do you mind if I call you Wolfie? Ehhh I'll do it anyway." She said drinking the last of the contents of her bottle. "Hope you don't mind *hick* getting paid in silver bullets." She said as she place a few bullets on the counter. "I'll even throw in a tip if you do a trick, sit boy." She said as she laughed to her own joke.

Looking into the empty bottle she scoffed before placing it on the counter. She stared at clay with her icy blue eyes and inviting smile before saying "uhhh... Are we not friends?" In a curious tone before moving her bangs behind her right ear and spun around to look at a girl in pajamas that clay was pouring a drink for.

@Dark Light@timelord1101

@Lunar
Clay paused in his steps to look at Fenna, a stern gaze taking hold of his face. With a sudden sigh he rolled his eyes and shrugged it off.
"Sure call me what ever you want. N' silver will be fine, the way I see it the less you have the better it is for me."
He quickly swipes the bullets off of the table, minimising his contact with them before placing down a mug and filling it near the brim with a new more fruity ale.
"'Has no one ever told you it's best to be kind to your bar keep?" he asks with a look of suspicion as he slides the drink over to her.

Clay turned around and started sorting through bottles when he mumbled. "Friends eh, I dunno. I suppose you need at least one but I don't normally like to mix business with pleasure." he turns back around, dishcloth in hand, and gives Alex a mischievous grin.
"Tell you what miss hunter, if you can finish that drink before I clean down this counter, we can be friends." he says setting a challenge to Fenna.

@Song Book
"I would offer a LiCaster nothing less than one of my most expensive drinks."
Dorian leads Evalyn to a seat surrounding a low table. Once she is seated he takes his own across from her and places down the bottle. Lifting his glass he swirls it and admires the liquid as he continues. "But the beautiful Evalyn LiCaster, with her I would share nothing less than my personally most favourite."
He pauses to smile at her as he gets comfortable in his seat, looking quite regal.
"I hope you enjoy."
He lifts his glass in salute then takes a tender sip.

Ayeka is a bit mad as she is stuck in another world, if the mysterious person that attack Clay could still be here. She sighs as she have to find a way back to the tavern. She makes a ice pillar to get a good view of her souroundings of this wacky place she is in right now.

Draconis yells, swinging down his bo staff through thin air. He looks around with a confused face as he looks around his new environment. Just a moment before he had been fighting someone who had answers and the next he is in some sparse forest. "Where am I? Better yet how did I get here?" That is the question now isn't it? Cade spoke from within Draconis' mind. "Shut up, I need to find some civilization."
Draconis kept his ear to the wind, trying to hear anything that might be around. Suddenly he heard something from the other side of the trees. After a bit of investigating he came across a building with no sign but still had an inviting warmth coming from within. That's a tavern if I ever did see one. Lets go in and get drunk. Draconis rolled his eyes but still opened the door none the less.
Inside Draconis looked around to see all manner of beings about. He didn't know what to make of all this so he made his way to the bar and waited for the bar keep to find his way over.

"Your on Wolfie" she said snatching up the cup and began to down it. Then she was done she slammed the cup down triumphantly before noticing clay hadn't even begun to clean to counter yet. "Silly wolfie, that's not how you play the game." she spouted before feeling extraordinarily dizzy and slumped over on the counter. It was then that she realized she had been tricked using booze, beautiful booze! "You can't get rid a'me that easy... I auta beat you up big time." She said trying to regain her composure before falling off the stool and onto the floor. "Oh would ya look at that, I fell on my bum." She said lying there. She tried standing up and even just sitting but it was no use. "Ehh... Im just gonna take a quick nap." She said as she passed out.

@Dark Light@timelord1101

Clay was just about to chuckle proudly to himself until Fenna began to fall.
He knew the drink would make her dizzy and a bit ill but he wasn't expecting her to completely pass out. Darting around the bar he comes to kneel at her side. He checked for a heart beat and breath as his worried face expressed his guilt. Unsure what to do he looks up to the nearest patron, @Draconis "Give me a hand getting her to a room." he quickly ask, lacking any manners in his rush as he begins to pick up the drunk Fenna. @Timelord1101 "Alex, could you grab a bucket, towel and some water?" Clay tries to think ahead as to what Fenna will need. What she really needs is to get up that poisoned alcohol.
Clay began to worry that he had gone to far, or used the wrong ointment.
Maybe it had gone bad. Why did he even care if he killed a hunter though? His head was racing with thoughts. He decided that one of the early things he would do is remove the huntress's weapons just in case.

Draconis jumps a bit as he hears a thud a few stools away. He looks over to see the drunk girl on the floor and the bar tender rushing to her side. Draconis gets off his stool quickly to help him move her. He grabs one of her arms and puts it around his shoulders while his own arm goes around her waist. "Alright, where to?"

@Song Book@Dark Light[@Lunar}

Alex watches as Dorian and the mysterious redhead remove themselves from the dull air of what seems too common in the eyes of the regal. Dorian is far too pedantic to be seen lounging with the regular patrons of the tavern. Alex turns her attention to the swaying hips of the elegant and strange woman. She can't help but notice that her demeanor seems a bit forced, as if this was not her everyday personality. Overwhelmed with the need to know her, she keeps herself from the thought. The woman is already too enamored with Dorian, and Alex has yet to figure out Clay. Someone with the potential to be much more different and similar to her in a few all too familiar ways.

Alex is snapped out of her thoughts when she hears a loud thud and a drunken huntress call out, "Oh would ya look at that, I fell on my bum." Looking down, Alex saw the huntress passed out and Clay rushing to her side with a worried expression. What does 'e care that she fell ova, too drunk to sit? She's a fokin' hunter for christsake!

"Alex, could you grab a bucket, towel and some water?" Confused, Alex looks down at Clay with a raised eyebrow. She couldn't help but feel a bit jealous, but moreso interested in where Clay acquired these newfound feelings of sympathy for someone other than himself. Not that 'e's a selfish prick, just that e's' usually so calm about ev'rthing.

"A'right, a'right. Ah'll be back soon." Alex heads off to the utility closet for the bucket and quickly runs back to the storeroom for a few bottles of water. Since the washer and dryer for the bar towels are back here as well, might as well grab that too.

Before she can get too far, a small sensation on her hip pulls her off of the set task. She looks around making sure that she's completely alone. Taking out her knife, she admires the sleek technology it holds. The last update made sure that the only way to work it was with her own DNA marker; her thumbprint. She gently presses her thumb against the blade, near the hilt and a hologram screen comes to life across the top of the blade, like an overlay. "F-137. What do you have for me?" she whispers, quiet but angry. This was not a good time. The hologram, a woman with piercing green eyes and sandy colored hair, calmly announces that Alex has received her first assignment with the Guardians of Kerh. Many governments had access to Alex as a resource, but the very last people that she ever thought to contact her was Kerh. It must be a special case. "I'll forward the details to your wrist display. You will receive them in about 30 minutes. It will give you everything you need for the assignment. Do not disappoint or you will be hearing from him." *click*

Alex put the knife back in it's place and returned to the bar with the bucket, 2 water bottles and a clean towel from the dryer. "Oi, what'd ya do to the poor gal? She set down the gear and crossed her arms giving Clay the stern look that he had become so used to seeing.

@Draconis@timelord1101@Lunar

While Alex disappeared down the hallway, Clay and the stranger carried Fenna to a spare room where he helped lay her on a vacant bed, ensuring she was on her side.
Clay nodded to the stranger in thanks and offered out his hand in greeting as he introduced himself. "Clay" He simply stated. "Thanks.
It was then Alex came in with the supplies giving him an accusatory glare to match her tone. Clay rebuttals seeming offended. "WHAT? The lass can't handle her booze and it's my fault? he snaps back as he takes the supplies, avoiding any mention of the poison.

Placing the bucket and bottles of water beside Fenna Clay then put a wet towel on her forehead before removing her weapons, pocketing the pistol in his belt and leaving the others on the floor.

Clay would kill someone in a fair fight, maybe even an unfair one if the deserved it, then again if the price was right. But he was hardly the man that would kill a woman just because, never mind by such a way of poison. He excused himself from the room using the excuse of 'work' while he instead went and searched for the doctor.

He would never admit it but during his scuffle with this huntress she aided him greatly, maybe even saved his life. Now, in his attempts to jest and remain cold and hard, he might of accidentally killed her.

sans after downing the last of his drink silently put his head down and mubbled something about timelines and resets. He tryed to signal the bartender for another drink as he slightly raised his head enough to where his eyesockets could be seen black and empty.

As Draconis had his arm around the huntress to carry her, he could hear Cade in the back of his mind making dirty sexual remarks about the passed out girl. Thats enough out of you pervert. Draconis says within mind. Come on, it would be fun! Besides, we haven't been laid in how long now? I said no Killjoy.
After they got Fenna into the empty bed Draconis shook the mans hand. "Draconis." He intended to ask about where they were but he didn't get a chance as Alex came in and Clay left. Draconis decided that this room probably want the best place to be when she woke up so he elected to go back down to the bar.

@Song Book If Dorian was curious about the contents of her briefcase or reasons for her being here he didn't let It show. In some high society social circles to rush the point or demand answers was not only considered rude but was a sign of impatience and an attempt of social dominance.
While it would not be beyond Dorian to assert his position in this soirée he made no attempts to do such things.
"If you enjoy it it I will have it seen to that a bottle is ready and available for you upon your departure." Although he smiled a sweet smile and his gentle eyes caught her every detail Dorian was completely unreadable.

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@Blueflame"Oh you want a drink?" Clay snarls as he passes the bar in a hurry. He disappears out the back for a moment then resurfaces through the swing doors with an unpleasant grin. "Catch!" he calls as he throws up a bottle high but destined to fall short.

@Draconis Clay, noticing Draconis as he was about to disappear once again into the back room pauses and gives him a nod.
@timelord1101@Alisdragon911
"AYEKA, ALEX! Service at the bar!" He shouts loudly and with that he was gone.

@Dark Light "piss off man" sans said as he caught the bottle with his magic covering the bottle in a blue aura. It began to float over to sans as he turned around slowly and grabbed it out of the air "but thanks." sans said as he saw the man was gone.

Ayeka falls in the pool as she hears screaming for her. She guess she made her way back to the tavern. She jumps out of the pool, she moves her hands to dry herself off. She runs to the bar wondering what he wants, "you needed something?"

@Alisdragon911"What i need you probably couldn't give me" sans said as he turned back around and his eyes where very dim and tired looking. He poured him self a glass of what ever was in the botle clay threw at him. Sans sat the bottle back down as he silently took a drink.