Ξεχασμένος
He weaved in and out of the crown until he finally reached his destination; a night club, but one that wasn't just full of crooks and thugs. He walked in, and after he received some hungry stares from the Merc's in the back, he made the slight move to pat the Vi-bro blade at his waist. He sat down at an empty bar stool and glanced around the room.
"What'd you like sir?"
He looked up at the rather cute waitress in front of him, and he saw in her eyes she was doing the same.
"Just the special, please"
He patted his fingers against the counter top to the blaring music as he waited for his drink.
"What'd you like sir?"
He looked up at the rather cute waitress in front of him, and he saw in her eyes she was doing the same.
"Just the special, please"
He patted his fingers against the counter top to the blaring music as he waited for his drink.