[ Caliban was doing his usual thing which mostly meant magicking up drinks to serve and leaning against the back of the bar shirtless. After all, why not give the clients a drink and a show?
He'd seen the other a few times here and there. It was rather hard not to notice the other when they were renting one of the VIP rooms out to him. There's an easy wave as he shifts his elbows against the bar as he leans forward.]
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I still feel like we should meet in person sometime.
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It's always nice to at least put a face to the stories of who John fucks.
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Come by the bar next time you wonder out, if only to say hello.
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[And a few nights later he does turn up after he gets off shift at Marked]
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He'd seen the other a few times here and there. It was rather hard not to notice the other when they were renting one of the VIP rooms out to him. There's an easy wave as he shifts his elbows against the bar as he leans forward.]
Well, hello.
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It's good to see you in person finally. How are you?
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[ He drawled as he shifted back against the bar.]
Would you like a drink?
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[He orders a simple Manhattan]
There are no demons where I'm from. What does it mean to be one?