Down The Shot

Aedan would slip quietly, his glowing eyes making him stand out as he walked into the building. He'd been coming to such establishments often as of late, he was getting out more, meeting new people. He'd approach the bar, his nose twitching slightly as it picked up the smells of the various drinks, the bar we clean of course but his nose a a very sharp.

Sliding onto a stool he'd order his whiskey, taking a shot and refilling it before turning to the girl besides him. "Blueberry vodka?" he'd ask, having picked up the scent, "interesting choice." His sharp ears picked up a few of the people chatting, many Russian accents here.

He'd take another shot, enjoying the stung if the burning liquid, his nose again twitching. "Can't say we've met before, I'm Aedan," he was letting his accent show some tonight, no reason not to.

He'd chuckle a bit and refill hid glass, "it certainly has a nice scent," he didn't have much sense of taste and so the choice of drink meant little to him. "And it looks like you're able to hold your drink well," he could tell be her scent that she was a werewolf, so probably had a high alcohol tolerance.

Volkov, one of the owners of the establishment perhaps, not that mattered to him, a drinking partner was drinking partner. "Good to meet you Rada," he'd say, raising his glass to her and downing his drink.

"So, what brings you out to drink tonight?" he'd ask, she seemed like good company, attractive and friendly enough.

Aedan raised an eyebrow and grinned a bit, "oh my, now you're fun," he'd take the vodka and down it, immediately pouring himself another. "Been a while since I've met a drinking partner who can keep up," he'd say in Russian, and it was true, not counting people with alcohol negating abilities.

He'd chuckle, "that's a first, most assume I'm older," he'd managed to bed some older women thanks to looking older, though the number of immortals made age weird anyways. "And curiosity brought me here," he'd smirk and down his drink, "I'd heard of the bar here and there, decided to take a look."

The young man refilled his glass, "and the bar does not disappoint," it was definitely one of the nicer establishments he'd been to. "I'll have to make it one of my usual spots," he'd chuckle, "and the company is proving good as well."

"Oh is that I challenge I hear?" he'd ask in Russian, a smirk on his face, "well hopefully your employees won't mind seeing their boss passed out." Another shot down, this was fun, she was fun, this was going to be a good night.

He'd chuckle, "immortality is weird like that, don't worry you'll get used to it," he certainly was, he'd actually slept with a few older immortals.

Aedan would down another shot, chuckling at her comment and taking the pat easily. "Good, sounds like we'll have a good time then," he'd say with a playful grin, "we'll get hammered and make the night ours."