[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#4dffa6]Dorothy Pender[/color][/h1][img]http://pa1.narvii.com/6004/073b6001fd5dc03fb4c7952799d10a5d7d6bdff6_hq.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=#4dffa6][b]Location[/b][/color]: Lady Luck's[/center][hr][hr]	As Jahosafat came over to the bar and insisted on paying for their drinks, as well as going on and on in a toast, Dorothy turned her attention momentarily elsewhere. She spotted Atticus seemingly fall backwards with some questionable company and she rolled her eyes. This place was perfect for him - booze, sex, and gambling. Unconsciously frowning, Dorothy returned her attention to Anisa and Jahosafat. The moan elicited another eye roll from the former army doctor, and by the time Anisa muttered her near threat against Jahosafat, Dorothy was once again in complete agreement. 

	[color=#4dffa6]"To a good man, a great friend, and a kind soul,"[/color] Dorothy said, before taking her own drink. It had been ages since she had had a proper drink - any drink, really. It felt like mild fire in her throat and she coughed, swallowing a few times to attempt to relieve the sensation. Had it been another occasion, perhaps she would have laughed at herself. But instead, she was focusing on Anisa. [color=#4dffa6]"He's still here with us,"[/color] Dorothy said quietly, attempting to comfort Anisa. [color=#4dffa6]"It's the one thing religion got right - we don't go to nothingness when we die. Everything we are, it isn't destroyed. His matter, his energy - it's still here."[/color]

	She was going to continue, to advise Anisa to say whatever she wanted to say to Jackson right now, only for Harper to come on over. She nursed her drink a little bit, knowing that Harper likely intended to have a chat with Anisa. She hoped that the man was trustworthy - especially if he was spending the evening with her little sister.[hr][hr][center][h1][color=8882be]Fitz Townsley[/color][/h1][img]https://static.tumblr.com/91c0476a118256a00cfcd54c6d88de99/syeuhpr/lBjmu0s7f/tumblr_static_b.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=8882be][b]Location[/b][/color]: Lady Luck's[/center][hr][hr]	As for Fitz, he wasn't too certain what to think of this strange woman. He didn't even know her name and she seemed to be a little drunk - either that, or it was just her normal personality. Part of him wanted to run, but he doubted he'd be able to make it very far. There was a chaotic power to her - and he still wanted to believe the best of her. Gripping his pointer finger with his left hand, Fitz decided that he was going to stick this evening out and see what happened. At the very least, it'd be an adventure. 

	[color=8882be]"U-uh...S-sure?"[/color] Fitz asked. [color=8882be]"W-w-what do you have in mind?"[/color]

	He really hoped that he hadn't agreed to anything he would end up regretting. While the drinking and the gambling in this place wasn't too bad, the after-school activities he saw some people heading off to were a bit too much for him. He wanted to venture outside of his bubble - not burst it with dynamite. [color=8882be]"S-sorry, what's your name ag-again?"[/color] Fitz added. He really didn't want to keep thinking of her as the mystery woman.