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[Color=darkgray][b]Time:[/b][/color] Late Morning
[Color=darkgray][b]Location:[/b][/color] Alexei's
[Color=darkgray][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color] [@Milkman] Finn
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Damien smiled to himself knowing the young man couldn't help but linger. It lasted maybe a few seconds, but the brief connection he felt with this stranger was unmistakable.

Identifying other wolves was not something he sought, but it was good to know what kinds of pieces were on the playing board. Lucy had informed him of a pack currently residing at the campgrounds to the west and was sure it was the same pack that also clashed with a vampire clan. Damien had noted all of this and wondered where this fellow fit in as light verbal jabs were sent his way from him. As he said the stranger said his farewell, Damien turned to him and spoke.

[Color=darkgray]"Wait."[/color] His mouth had a slight upturn as he gazed at Finn. [Color=darkgray]"You're new around here, huh?"[/color]

[Color=darkgray][i]Packless too?[/i][/color]

[Color=darkgray]"I'd be careful. The town is quiet, but far from safe… unless you make the right friends of course."[/color] Damien smiled and turned back to the bar. [Color=darkgray]"Right?"[/color] Damien rhetorically asked the bartender before grabbing his shot and downing its contents. He winced before his smile returned. Once he set his shot glass on the table he pointed to it. [Color=darkgray]"Last one."[/color] The bartender nodded silently as she took the glass. To refill it again. She'd definitely let Rose and Kyran know they kept bad company next time she saw them.