[color=6ecff6] [h1] [center] THOMAS LANCASTER [/center] [/h1] [/color]
[center][color=f6989d] [h3]Club Aether[/h3][/color][/center][hr]
[color=green]"Hey, will you look at that?"[/color] Jeanie said, turning her eyes to the stage. [color=green]"Someone's brave enough to make it for the mic."[/color] Then looked at Thomas from behind. [color=green]"Would you like to shine up there?"[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"I don't have a singing voice you know. I'd just make a fool of myself over there. The best I could do is some simple magic trick."[/color] He replied.

[color=green]"Well, that would suffice, wouldn't it? It's an open mic after all."[/color] She nudged further.

[color=6ecff6]"Anyway, -- cough -- before doing any of those things, I need a drink first."[/color] Thomas replied, pointing at the bar. 

The ever out-going nurse shrugged her shoulder before noticing two young girls passing through the two of them, excusing themselves. Jeanie then proceeded after those ladies towards the bar, pushing this young man, sporting an orange suit, with his hand neatly placed on his lap, toward the bar. 

[color=green]"A pint of lager please."[/color] Jeanie said as she parked his wheelchair one seat away from one of the girls, before looking over to Thomas, who seemed a little indecisive. 

[color=6ecff6]"Make it two pints."[/color] So he just went with the flow. But then he was met with a disapproving scorn from his nurse.

[color=green]"You know you're having a cough. Why are you even ordering cold beers? You shou-"[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Ok. Fine."[/color] He raised his voice a little, cutting her off, increasingly irritated with her controls over his diet. But then turned back to the bartender with the usual politeness and calmness taught to every members of his family. [color=6ecff6]"Then a cup of hot tea please. Thank you. And my apologies."[/color]

For god's sake. 

The bartender was not too concerned and rather giggled at the two quarreling, as he took their orders. As it was a little busy in the club, the bartender surely had to take his time. But surely, for Thomas, it was alright. He could be patient. On the while, he was looking around, paying attention to people nearby. And there was this young lady, with a significant contrast of skin tone and the hair that Thomas had rarely seen before. And to be honest, she was quite attractive, with that gothic style clothing. And she looked as frail as he does. It caught his eyes.

Knowing he was right nearby, and the moment she noticed, he took the opportunity to introduce himself. 

[color=6ecff6]"Hello."[/color] He said, quickly and simply. 

[@PrinceAlexus]