[center][h2][b][i]Day 2
Apartment and The Grand Polavian Hotel
Stary Grad,
Novy Jork,
Republic of Polavia[/i][/b][/h2][/center]

At the Apartment first Silas looked over the crew and sighed, "Well hair of the dog, I'm not wasting magic on a drunk...this time." He grinned.

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Then nodded at Rowan, "Give me a good stiff drink, maybe just some straight up engine degreaser like ol' Mishka used to make back in Reactor, that stuff had two uses, killing brain cells and degreasing engines. It bit like a viper but burned all the right ways." He groaned, "So we going or not?

And soon they are out the door, Silas packing his gear under his jacket, big KS23 shotty hidden somehow, knuckle dusters and bludgeon hidden away as well, his karambit style tanto tipped blade snuck away at the small of his back. 

It takes abit but the hotel comes into view, and he hands a few of his few bills to Felix, oh we all know what it's like here in Polavia.

As they entered he stayed back found a spot to keep an eye on things. With a sniff he watched the interaction at reception, yep figured that would happen. Just enough money to get in and get things moving. He let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding slowly. It worked, and they had a lead.

And then they are in the bar. The hard drinker in him screaming for just a sip, just to take the edge off, while the professional in him....loses epically.

He sidles up to the bar and points, "That!" Hardball absinthe. Burns like fire, kicks on it's way down, tastes like liquid gold. The bartender looks at him with a quirked eyebrow, and Silas places a wad of his remaining money down on the counter, and it gets him a finger and a half of Hardball. With a sigh he takes a careful sip, "Ahh...yes, that takes the edge off. Ahh like liquid molten gold. Em." He looked back at the others "What? This isn't enough to get me drunk. Take more then this."

And there's the functioning alcoholic.

He turned and looked back into the rest of the room while nursing his drink. He kept his voice down, "Welcome to the party there Upswing, I don't know if we ever worked together back during the good ol bad times with Reactor. I would not be surprised though." He sipped again, "Remind me before this hits harder. Room 404 right? Are we sure we're not being lead on? 404 and all...not found?" He looked to see if his joke landed.

He couldn't help but chuckle, yeah it was a bad joke, "We don't want to leave this for long do we?"