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The facehugger clings to the darkness now as still as it can as a timid host comes inching up to the darkness. The distance feels 'off' from the ground to the host's face. The creature holds still, letting this one wander about in the shadows. The facehugger retreats further into the shadows.
It cricks and creaks its insect-like legs into action. Everything is dark a gloomy outside of its tunnel vision. But its not really vision.. more of a heat signature. The ghastly organism skitters down the hallway to its left, coming up to the side of a darkened room. It feels safer here in the low light, as it doesn't know where to go next to find a host for a greater evolution.
@Dark Light

Conda, looking forward to finally eating after about a week without food, licks his lips lizard-like at the sight of the bloody steak.
The food smelled a little foul though, probably due to the fact that the tavern had been uninhabited for a while- but he'd had far worse, think along the lines of rotten flesh. The steak smelled lightly seasoned, just how he liked, he could even pick up the distinct scent of iron from the blood.

Conda thanks the owner then asks for a knife, fork, and napkin.
@Vismar

"Not to worry Vivi, hes preparing a meal for me and he's the only one in the kitchen. Are you sure you don't want a drink? It's on me."
@Vismar

"He's a well dressed man with some striking features and a true confidence, yet fair. I think you'll do fine with him in your interview- just be calm and bring your assets into the equation. We're our own worst enemy's so don't get in the way of yourself."
@Vismar

"The owner just got in. Looks like you'll get to talk to him sooner than you think. As for this blue candle... I'll leave it to you to figure it out." Conda sounds distant in the way he's speaking.

He's feeling hungry, but not in the basic need for food, but the sanguine lust he can feel in his bones, rising with every passing hour. His only hope right now is that the meal the owner is preparing will somewhat satisfy him at least until tomorrow night.
@Dark Light

"I've been in all sorts of wars or battles throughout the ages, but I wouldn't call myself a fighter..."

"More like a predator." Conda thinks grimly to himself.

"When I fight it's only for myself...

I'm just a simple being tracking someone who needs to be caught, and right now I'm here because I need a sort of base camp to go venture out and have a place to return. This tavern being at an intersection of time and space allows me to set out to required destinations and jump back."

Conda doesn't go into detail after that as he doesn't even know this man. Then he remembers the man's first question...

"I'll have potatoes, a roasted bulb of garlic, and a steak... bloody."
@Dark Light

"Sounds good to me.. It must've been a week since I last ate any food. What do you have?"

"As for Vivi, well she has a good heart, honest, but timid.. I think I scared her off. I believe she wants in on your sign posted outside actually- but she told me she hates fighting.. I don't know how she'll hold up in an adventure with high risk. Eh, judge for yourself."

@Dark Light

Conda listens intently to the strong musicality of the man's voice as he draws near; still staring into the fiery embers of his pipe.
Also picking up on the tiny little steps of the girl upstairs.

"You're the owner of this place I take it? Otherwise, you're stealing coin from me." He says in a oddly distracted way.

There's some tension in the room as both of them are quite...
...

"HA-ha! of coarse you're the owner! It was only in jest... only in jest." Conda's little outburst had him throw his head back a bit as smoke shot out of his closing silver teeth.

Then stillness.. then nothing but his bright copper eyes moved. They glanced over at the man, revealing light crow's feet above a large carnivorous smile. Conda looked deep into the man's eyes delving to see what the man consisted of.

"strong, intelligent- good." Thought Conda.

"Where are my manners." Conda takes off his hat and sets it to the left of him. Slick rows of jet black hair, neatly combed front to back and behind his ears juxtapose his pale white skin.

"It's nice to meet you, and yes I'm impressed with your selection of drink. Say, you know there's some girl up there (*Conda points straight to the ceiling) bustling around, looking for you I bet. Er names... Vivi, I think."

@Vismar

"I'll be around, yes." Conda smiles and nods his head to Vivi.

Goes back behind the bar and fishes out another wine bottle, throws down a silver coin, and sits back at his seat.

"The night is young." He says under his breath with a wry smile.
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