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[u]Nickolas Slater[/u]

He had never been one to show up to places like this, but it was a slow night, and he decided to close the shop early and take his Camaro to Club 76 over his Nissan Titan. He wasn't looking to pick up anyone, but he still wanted to look nice among the Vanguard. Whisper always had a knack for classier things. Go figure her definition of classy would also mean a step down from the state Oregon in terms of hipster. It wasn't his scene per say, he was a mechanic, but he figured that many of the Vanguard wouldn't be especially comfortable in the bar. They could make friends out of their mutual distaste.

Or something like that. Hell if he knew.

He stepped out of the elevator, a few coins orbiting around his hand. He wore some simple jeans and black work shoes. He had on a blue and white plaid shirt, and had a light brown leather jacket on. He had decided to wear some of his nicer clothes tonight, as it was a classier place. He wasn't super well known through the skulls, but he was their mechanic and he drove a nice car, and anyone who had seen it had seen him drive it at some point or another. He took a seat next to a girl who looked like she was depressed or something who was stirring her drink. She had taken his seat. Oh well. "Waiter, hit me. Surprise me." he said, reaching into his pocket and placing it on the counter for the waiter to take. As the man came over, Nick cast a sideways glance to the girl next to him. "I haven't seen you around before. Come here often, or are you new?"

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[u]Matthew 'Prodigy' Detmer[/u]

Matt looked up as the bar came to a silent pause, his eyes were trained on Skeleton for now. He had returned from the academy a little while ago, now he was simply readjusting himself to Louisiana again. When Skeleton gestured for him to stand, Matt was surprised, had he done something wrong? He did so, and waited for Skeleton to continue. Instead, Damien stood up and moved over to him. He smiled to his friends as Damien clapped a hand onto his back. "Damn, wasn't expecting this. You all really want to keep me around this time around dont you." he said, shaking his head. "Nah, I dont have anything particular to say, I'm just happy I can beat the shit out of roid rage now and not get in shit for it." Matt said, "Maybe I'll be able to get a date out of it." he said, giving Skeleton a shit eating grin. "Best wingman ever." He was tempted to say something along the lines of 'Drinks on me!', but they were skulls and they didn't pay for shit in this bar as it was. Tonight was his, and he just knew nothing could go wrong.

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[u]Byte[/u]
WIP because I must beat Allen to the first post.