[b][color=39b54a]Mori[/color][/b] 
Did it only seem or was the bar really unusually loud that night? Sure, it was a rush hour, like every other month before the full moon. A pack of wolves ordering drinks, and causing minor troubles that come with that, then some other human locals, who were also more or less regular costumers in the bar. In all that crazy bunch, Mori noticed three fairy new visitors, who on a first glance seem to know each other. And yet they did not make an entrance together. That guy, who soon became the center of all the attention, bursting in the bar covered in blood, and then Mr. Muscles, as Fay called him, drinking water, while everyone around him was indulging in the mind numbing liquid. He sure seemed like a dream date for Mori, but judging from herself, she knew that you should never trust a man who does not drink alcohol, because they are probably up to something. 

She lost herself in thought with scanning the mysterious threesome, and completely overhead Fay's words about her not being fun due to drinking juice. When she finally got her drink, she realized all the fun had already moved outside, with the three strangers gone, and of course Fay, who seemed to take control of the situation pretty well. Strangely enough, that didn't bother Mori at all, what bothered her was the fact that Carlson was giving all the attention to Anton, who did what she knew best – victimize herself with overdrinking, and then getting all the attention for it.

[color=39b54a]''Carlson!''[/color] she called for her partner, who didn't seem to hear her the first time. [color=39b54a]''God dammit, Carlson!''[/color] she called for him again, and then walked herself right next to him, right at the moment Antony managed to get away from his norturing grip. [color=39b54a]''Something's up,''[/color] she said through her teeth, looking at Carlson to see if he was monitoring his surroundings at all. [color=39b54a]''Something is not right here. I can feel it.''[/color]