Post by ivan on Oct 4, 2006 17:59:41 GMT -5
" How are you still here?" The thought raced through Ivan's mind as he stood outside the Black Bull. One eye brow cocked in curiosity and wonder. This place was a haven for the lowest of the low. A place where liquor was cheaper then dirt, and tasted exactly like it. Laughing he turned away from the door and looked over the city. Not much had changed in seventeen years. Sure things looked alittle more..advanced? Sure, they weren't at the almighty Star Trek level yet, but they were still starting to look like a good city. Even the slums didn't look to shitty anymore. Turning on his heel he pushed the door open to the Black Bull and strode in. It was odd, not having to be worried about whether a Vampire with a grudge was gonna be inside tonight. He didn't have to worry about some drunk Wolf causing a scene, Humans knew they existed now. A flash of fang or super strength was no longer mass chaos bringing. It was better this way, Ivan knew it was, yet he still longed for the old days. Back when he knew he was gonna get drunk, someone else was gonna get drunk, and one of them wasn't gonna make it through the night alive. Now if he were to pop a round into a Vampire and dust it, well now he would be arrested. Where was the fun in that?
A smile danced across Ivan's face as he stepped into the Pub. The smell of stale alcohol and smoke washed over him, the sound of people talking, shouting, and music, it was all great to Ivan. He loved every aspect of it. Sitting down at the bar the Wolf grabbed an ashtray and began one of his favorite pastimes. Smoking. Lighting a cigarette and taking a long drag the Wolf looked up at the Bartender who had seemingly come from nowhere. "What can I get you?" The voice was tired, the Mortal had been working for awhile. Glancing up at the Mortal Ivan exhaled smoke, his face becoming momentarily lost in the cloud of smoke. Finally he spoke, his words coming out in that gruff Russian accent." How about a vodka, make that a double, and give me a double of whiskey." The Wolf said with a smile. The look told the mortal not to stray away, Ivan was a heavy drinker and didn't need him wandering off when he needed more. With his order filled the Mortal decided it was time to make small talk. Downing the vodka Ivan leaned back taking another drag and giving a look telling the Mortal he could ask the Wolf whatever he wanted.
" So, you look like a Wolf, right?" Ivan gave a small smile. Was this dude serious? Either he was really angling for a tip, or was a dolt." Ya, born and raised one." Taking up the whiskey he downed it aswell and looked at the already filled vodka. Giving a smile he pulled out a twenty and tossed it to the Bartender." Good vodka.." Ivan said grabbing the glass and downing it before walking to one of the tables. Dark eyes darting back and forth, Ivan watched every being in the small Pub. He wasn't drunk enough to let his guard down yet, and that meant everyone was still a potential threat to the one time Alpha. With that in mind he took a spot at a booth away from the main bulk of the people. Sitting at the booth he stamped out what was left of his first smoke and lit another one. The beauty of being a lycanthrope, his body was far to powerful to get some pathetic mortal disease like Lung Cancer from constantly smoking. Tossing the pack of cigarettes and lighter onto the table he looked out over the bulk of the bar. Vampires and Lycans mixed in with the humans. How long this piece would last was anyone's guess.
Letting his thoughts drift back to Russia he sighed lightly. Why the hell had he come back? Strike? No that wasn't it. That bastard had caused a fight over a female who he wasn't even involved with! He had thrown the first fucking punch and he never apologized. Ivan's pride was to great to roll over and simply let him get away with that. He would never be around that silver haired bastard until he came forward and said sorry for his bullshit attack. Well if it wasn't because of Strike..well then was it Trisha? No it couldn't be her either. She had been a bitch since day one. The first time they had even met she had decided to piss him off, that had actually lead to them making out and then her jumping off as some other Lycan entered. Laughing lightly he flicked some ash off his cigarette, remembering how he had one that little battle with the Wolf Bitch. Well if it wasn't those two maybe it had been some other Lycan."Well Ivan...you're gonna be here for awhile..maybe you'll figure it out eventually." Grabbing a waitress's attention as she walked by he ordered another shot of vodka and a beer. It was his first night back in town, why not throw himself a one person party?
(Meh, sorry. Haven't posted for a LONG time...lol)
A smile danced across Ivan's face as he stepped into the Pub. The smell of stale alcohol and smoke washed over him, the sound of people talking, shouting, and music, it was all great to Ivan. He loved every aspect of it. Sitting down at the bar the Wolf grabbed an ashtray and began one of his favorite pastimes. Smoking. Lighting a cigarette and taking a long drag the Wolf looked up at the Bartender who had seemingly come from nowhere. "What can I get you?" The voice was tired, the Mortal had been working for awhile. Glancing up at the Mortal Ivan exhaled smoke, his face becoming momentarily lost in the cloud of smoke. Finally he spoke, his words coming out in that gruff Russian accent." How about a vodka, make that a double, and give me a double of whiskey." The Wolf said with a smile. The look told the mortal not to stray away, Ivan was a heavy drinker and didn't need him wandering off when he needed more. With his order filled the Mortal decided it was time to make small talk. Downing the vodka Ivan leaned back taking another drag and giving a look telling the Mortal he could ask the Wolf whatever he wanted.
" So, you look like a Wolf, right?" Ivan gave a small smile. Was this dude serious? Either he was really angling for a tip, or was a dolt." Ya, born and raised one." Taking up the whiskey he downed it aswell and looked at the already filled vodka. Giving a smile he pulled out a twenty and tossed it to the Bartender." Good vodka.." Ivan said grabbing the glass and downing it before walking to one of the tables. Dark eyes darting back and forth, Ivan watched every being in the small Pub. He wasn't drunk enough to let his guard down yet, and that meant everyone was still a potential threat to the one time Alpha. With that in mind he took a spot at a booth away from the main bulk of the people. Sitting at the booth he stamped out what was left of his first smoke and lit another one. The beauty of being a lycanthrope, his body was far to powerful to get some pathetic mortal disease like Lung Cancer from constantly smoking. Tossing the pack of cigarettes and lighter onto the table he looked out over the bulk of the bar. Vampires and Lycans mixed in with the humans. How long this piece would last was anyone's guess.
Letting his thoughts drift back to Russia he sighed lightly. Why the hell had he come back? Strike? No that wasn't it. That bastard had caused a fight over a female who he wasn't even involved with! He had thrown the first fucking punch and he never apologized. Ivan's pride was to great to roll over and simply let him get away with that. He would never be around that silver haired bastard until he came forward and said sorry for his bullshit attack. Well if it wasn't because of Strike..well then was it Trisha? No it couldn't be her either. She had been a bitch since day one. The first time they had even met she had decided to piss him off, that had actually lead to them making out and then her jumping off as some other Lycan entered. Laughing lightly he flicked some ash off his cigarette, remembering how he had one that little battle with the Wolf Bitch. Well if it wasn't those two maybe it had been some other Lycan."Well Ivan...you're gonna be here for awhile..maybe you'll figure it out eventually." Grabbing a waitress's attention as she walked by he ordered another shot of vodka and a beer. It was his first night back in town, why not throw himself a one person party?
(Meh, sorry. Haven't posted for a LONG time...lol)