[h2][right][color=D3D3D3]Silas' Catharsis[/color][/right][/h2]

[right][@DaftJive][@silver21][@Stanifly][/right]

[color=808080]The woman glances at him sidelong. Her mouth curves. [i]"Smooth talker."[/i]

The bartender slides the Jack Daniels across the counter and she intercepts it, curling her fingers around the glass before Silas can reach it. 

[i]"Come on."[/i]

She's already off the stool, weaving through the crowd. She stops at a booth near the back where the neon doesn't reach as harshly. Two men sit across from each other.

One is small, almost childlike in stature, drowning in an oversized cardigan the color of dried lavender. His hair fades from dusty rose to black at the tips, blue-grey eyes half-lidded and distant. His hands curl around a mug like it's the only thing keeping him tethered.

The other is tall even sitting down, sharp-featured, with dark hair slicked back and green eyes that catch the low light like a cat's. His fingers drum the table in a restless rhythm, and there's a self-satisfied tilt to his jaw that says he knows exactly how amazing he is.

[i]"Hey."[/i] She taps the edge of the table with the whiskey glass. [i]"You two mind if he sits here? Looks like he could use some company."[/i]

Leaving the glass on the table, she winks at Silas and pats his shoulder.[/color]


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[list][*] The Keeper stabilized Silas, Damien, and Vicis' perception of each other, with Silas seeing the other two as human.[/list]
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