[color=thistle][center][h3]MeiLan | Deiyu[/h3][/center][/color]
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MeiLan let the wandering hand pull the zipper on her jacket down a few inches before deftly pulling it away with a coy smile. [color=thistle]“Ah ah, Ken-san,”[/color] she tutted at the man trying to undress her. [color=thistle]“Why don’t we get another round for the ladies? Look half of our drinks are empty. That’s no way to party~”[/color] Mei nodded to the group of women in one of the VIP booths who had gathered around one of the big spenders at the bar tonight. It was one of the rare nights that she found herself bored and with nothing to do. So, rather than waste the night away, she had plopped herself in one of the booths with the goal to milk as many drinks from one of the bar’s patrons as she could.

Ken, who at this point had had enough drinks in him to be easily distracted, smiled back at MeiLan. [b]“Of course, Deiyu. How rude of me.”[/b] He turned to one of his friend, who was currently chatting up one of the other girls at the bar and ordered him to get another round of drinks. As soon as the friend was gone though, Ken turned his attention back to MeiLan, attempting to unzip her jacket once again. Rolling her eyes internally, MeiLan decided to let him continue his advances, knowing that he would only be disappointed in finding a black turtle neck underneath. She was proven correct when Ken frowned at the sight of the turtleneck, asking, [b]“Aren’t you warm in this little thing?” [/b]

MeiLan simply shrugged. She was used to people asking how she dressed especially at the bar where people tended to show off more skin than not. Luckily, she was saved from responding as Tsukiyama decided to show off her mixing abilities to the bar. Though she had to admit they were quite impressive, MeiLan had seen Tsuki’s tricks enough to not be completely mesmerized by them. Instead, she decided she had enough of Ken for the night and used the distraction to take her leave. 

Just as she was about to exit the bar, MeiLan spotted the familiar colors of the Forgotten. She raised her eyebrow at the group, wondering how they had the nerve to step into the bar again. Despite knowing that Tsukiyama would handle it, Mei sat herself down at the bar again just in case. Ordering a drink, she turned to watch the fools as they futilely attempted to demand whatever bullshit their boss wanted from the One-Eye’d Wolf. 

Shaking her head as the [i]fight[/i] concluded, MeiLan finished her drink before heading downstairs. It was about time for the meeting anyways.