[color=darkorange][h2]Czelsc[/h2][/color]

The occasional sounds of a branch or vine pulling against Czeslc as he made his way through the thickly settled field flooded his senses. The soft crumbling sound of the grass as he walked upon was softly audible whereas the bugs of the area were lively and made their presence undeniable. The occasional bird calling out to the other that had just called out. The world was conversating. He was surrounded by an entire ecosystem to him, and what may seem like nothing to others. 

He held his hand out to gently feel the leaves of some plants and branches as he strolled through. These moments were all he needed in life. 

He had no exact destination. No exact reason. Nature had brought him in this direction it seemed. Rumors had set him on the trail though. Rumors are dangerous. They can be true, they can cause curiosity, or they can cause serious trouble. He chose which rumors or tricks to follow with great consideration. 

[color=lightblue]KLEE[/color]

Czelsc seen some smoke from a distance. Typically a sign of human life. He was drawing closer to what he had heard about. 

[color=lightblue]KLEE-KLEE-KLEE[/color]

[color=darkorange]"Yes. I know."[/color] Czeslc responded. His voice low and audibly tired. It would seem to have spoken to himself had someone else been near. No. It was only him in this field. 

There it was. This building in the rough. 

[i][color=darkorange]"I guess so."[/color][/i] He confirmed in his thoughts. 

-----

Czelsc opened the main door and took the moment to look around as he walked inside. He slowly closed the door behind him while keeping his body mostly forward. He didn't know anyone here. He was not going to be turning his back.

He felt like he was in the doorway far longer than he was. He felt anxious and awkward. The anxiety he has battled his life has nothing new. He looked around to see if he made eye contact with anyone as he navigated his way to the bar top. 

It was loud. There was a lot of activity going on. That isn't always a bad thing... it meant that once he wasn't such a new figure that he would be able to blend in easier. At least that was the intention. 

As close to the corner as he could find a stool, he took a seat. Czeslc seen someone who was certainly a bartender having to deal with a patron testing their patience, so he wasn't about to bother him. Quickly a younger guy behind the bar came up to Czeslc. 

"What will you have?"
[color=darkorange]"Do you have tequila?"[/color]
The young guy laughed out a little by reaction. "Of course."
[color=darkorange]"Do you have chicken? Raw?"[/color]
Now the kid's face dropped flat.
"...What..?"
[color=darkorange]"Raw. Chicken. Do you have any unseasoned raw chicken?"[/color]
"Are you.. asking me to cook you some chicken or something?" The young bartender was visibly confused.
[color=darkorange]"No. I'm asking if you have unseasoned, uncooked, raw, chicken. That's all."[/color]
"I...Yeah... I mean... Yeah we do?" The bartender knew the answer, but didn't know *why* he had to answer.
[color=darkorange]"OK great. Then one silver tequila, double, neat. Not one thing added to it. Then also get me one plate of raw chicken meat." [/color]

Czeslc looked point blank to the bartender who was blankly confused by this whole interaction. He wasn't moving yet. He was trying to comprehend what was going on here.

[color=darkorange]"....Thank you.."[/color] Czeslc's face never flinched as he said flatly after a pause. This was to try and push the bartender to get started on his request.