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[Color=darkgray][b]Time:[/b][/color] Night
[Color=darkgray][b]Location:[/b][/color] Alexei's
[Color=darkgray][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color] Kyran and [@Tae] Rose
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Of all the witch hunters Damien had met, Xavier hands down was the scariest. The man shot the nun dead from just an accusation. Sure, Damien knew the woman was a witch, but Xavier just took his word for it. 

Damien shook his head as he walked the streets of Ember Grove once more. This time he was headed for Alexie’s to grab a bite and scope out the place before he actually had to go in with Nathalie the following night. Lucy had informed Damien of her suspicion on the dive bar being a supernatural hub. Every city had something similar, except this one was much more inclusive. 

[Color=darkgray][i]Violet won't let me anywhere near Rose… so a chance meeting at Alexei's will have to do.[/i][/color] Damien winced as he picked up the scent of… everything. He stopped in place as he looked around at the parking lot outside of Alexei's. [Color=darkgray][i]Mutts [b]and[/b] bloodsuckers. And you work here, Rose?[/i][/color] Damien furrowed his brows, but proceeded towards the bar. Lucy, who had been fluttering from light pole to light pole flew away, going south to scout some more.

Upon entry, Damien was given a hard look by the doorman before he was deliberately given a wristband. He found it to be an odd instance, but shrugged off his suspicions, paid his cover and entered. 

[color=BC8F8F]"Another new face? Damn we must be popular tonight! Name's Kyran. What can I start you off with?"[/color] The young man working the bar greeted with a smile as Damien took a seat. He kept his composure as not to draw too much attention to how odd he found this establishment to be

[Color=darkgray]"A shot of tequila. I love a good punch in the face to start things out. No salt, no lime."[/color] Damien joked lightly. [Color=darkgray][i]Why the fuck are all the scents gone? Well not gone, just so dull… Witchcraft? That or they have the best odor blockers on the market.[/i][/color] 

[color=BC8F8F]"Hey, go big or go home is what I say. You new in town? I've never seen you here before."[/color] Kyran said as Damien handed him his credit card.

[Color=darkgray]"Yeah, I'm actually visiting a friend who works here, but I think I got here too late… I told her I'd check it out before she got off. Oh well..."[/color] Damien lied.

[color=BC8F8F]"Rose?"[/color]

[Color=darkgray]"Yeah. Not known by any other name."[/color] He joked again before eyeing the shot of tequila he ordered. Damien found it disgusting to have to go back to being candid with people. He quickly downed the shot before letting out a sharp exhale. [Color=darkgray]"Consider me punched in the face."[/color] 

Kyran couldn't help but chuckle. He loved talking to newcomers. They were like a new mystery to uncover. Damien was no different and his relation to Rose piqued his interest. Rose hadn't mentioned a friend coming from out of town. He figured she'd mention someone like [i]him[/i]. 

[Color=darkgray]"Next up, Long Island Iced Tea."[/color] Damien kept up a charming smile as he spoke to Kyran for the rest of the night. He found out much from the young witch through a bit of elicitation. He and Rose's work schedule, the magic of the wristbands, the history of Alexei's, the current owners, the best thing to order on the menu, and even his solo status as a witch. Damien had to flirt a bit, but the lead on was necessary. They exchanged numbers before Damien left the bar. [Color=darkgray]"Text me!"[/color] Damien said with a wave farewell. [Color=darkgray][i]This place turned out to be more interesting than expected. Thanks for the info Kyran. Too bad I have to murder you.[/i][/color]

Once Kyran had a moment to do so, he texted Rose. 

[color=BC8F8F][i]Just met Damien! :drool[/i][/color]