The Broken Bottle Pub

[Dillon Rickman]

Dillon stared at the three newcomers. Now, usually, when three mysterious newcomers come into a bar, one of which is armed, all clad in black, everybody falls silent. Or at least doesn't say anything to them.

But then again, Dillon was insane...

"Wu-hey!" He cheered. "It's the black trenchcoat parade! I tried to join once, but they wouldn't let me. They said my coat wasn't trenchy enough."

He paused to consider this.

"....What makes a coat trenchy anyway? I mean, why don't they just call them 'long coats'?" He asked to the pub in general. "I mean, they're not exactly little holes used in warfare are they? So what's so darn trenchy about them..."

[Harmony Chadwick]

She smiled as she thought Madoc was trying to impress her with his knowledge of the town. "Ok if I think of anything I'd like to know I'll ask." She gave a smile and finished the rest of her pint.

Suddenly she sense something she hadn't sensed in a long time. The presence of another lycan. In this room. She turned to the door to see three figures with long black coats. One looking a little too heavily armed for a quiet drink. She studied them for a brief minute. and followed them with her eyes as they approached the bar. Its the one who's paying, she thought to herself.

She hadn't even noticed Dillon's remarks as she fixed her attention the older and only other lycan in the bar. She realised what she was doing then quickly turned her attention back to Madoc. "So what has Edgehaven got to offer a girl like me then?" She said giveing a cheeky grin.

She tried flirting again and distracting herself from the newcomers.

[Madoc Wythers]

Madoc heard the door open and turned his head to see who'd entered the pub. He rolled his eyes when he saw who it was. "Speak the Devil's name..." He muttered to Dillon before turning his attention away from them again. He didn't really care one way or the other if the Watch were there or not, as long as nobody started a fight and they left him alone, Madoc was perfectly happy to share his pub with them.

"They're called trench coats 'cuz they used to wear them in the trenches." He told Dillon. "Clue's in the name, mate."

He turned back to Harmony.

"Well, it depends. You've got the museum, a few shops, couple of bars... the usual thing you expect really. And of course all the Edgehaveny stuff. Y'know, lycans, vamps, demons, people blowing stuff up or trying to take over the world, the constant battle between good and evil... it's a bit like Gotham, but without the crazy costumes." He grinned.

[Felix Dolohov]

Felix smiled at the three newcomers, pushing the folder towards Zack, "You choose while I sort these guys out." He told the other vampire pointing to the page with their ales on it before turning to the Watch - he had no idea who they were, just that the leader was a were and he was a powerful one, his smile was a little nervous as he reached for three glasses under the bar. "Jack Daniels do you?" He asked.

Moe, being a tad busy with one of the regulars to notice the new arrivals, didn't react to the presence of his most disliked neighbours.

[Alucard "Pyr0" Valentine]

Alucard strode in after Austin, quickly assessing everyone else in the bar for potential threats. He gave a little extra attention to the woman with wavy blonde hair, before tripping up and almost landing flat on his face. he stumbled and caught the edge of the bar just in time. He pulled himself up and looked to Austin with a silly, embarrassed grin.

"There's a floor board there thats slightly higher than the rest. Yes, that's what it was!" He explained quickly.

[Austin]

Austin coughed to suppress a laugh and patted Alucard on the shoulder gently
"Very smooth"
he said, loud enough only for those in the immediate vicinity to hear him. He turned back to the barman, aware that he had talked to him
"Yeah Jack'll be fine and you might wanna get that bit of floor looked at..."
nice one Alucard, here we are trying to make an entrance and you go and trip over a shadow
he added in the privacy of his own head

[Dillon Rickman]

Dillon raised an eyebrow at Madoc.
"Is that a fact?" He said, in remark to his trenches fact. "I never knew World War 1 had so many goths fighting in it!" He added, slightly too loud given the present company, but then again, like Dillon cared about that...

He saw Alucard trip over but didn't laugh. Instead he just pointed waringly.
"Keep an eye on that board, man. It'll take you by surprise when you ain't looking! Vicious bugger, them wooden floorboards!" Again, it was hard to tell if he was serious or not.

[Zackary Kalen]

Zack waved a hand at Felix,

"Nah, don't worry," he used the hand to slide the folder back along to the blond, before shrugging, "When you've sorted them out I'll have a Summer Lightning."

He leant his arms on the bar, phone now cupped under his hand as he slid it open and closed absentmindedly with his fingers, and studied the newcomers. Madoc's mutterings hadn't gone unnoticed to him, so he was going to take a guess and assume these were a few members of the Night Watch the pub had been thoroughly cursing a little while ago. What was life without a little irony, after all? One of them - probably the leader - was so obviously a lycan, that if Zack hadn't had enough self-control, he'd probably be clawing his way out of his own skin to get rid of the uncomfortable feeling crawling behind it.

He shook his head slightly, and took another drag of his cigarette. The other two didn't seem so bad - they were both vampires, of some kind, so he didn't feel such an uncomfortable feeling from them. Exhaling slowly, Zack furrowed his brow slightly. The one who hadn't said anything yet seemed somewhat familiar. He couldn't say how, or why, but something about him just rang a bell somewhere in Zack's mind.

It was probably nothing though.

[Harmony Chadwick]

"Cool." She smiled as she tried to think of something to add to the conversation. "Do you do guided tours?" She gave a smile as if to say I'm just a little lost female lycan.

Out of the corner of her vision she noticed one of the newcomers stumble and just waited for Dillon to say something. And there it was she thought as he piped up about the floorboard.

She glanced over again trying to catch another view of the other lycan. With in close range of another of her kind she was curios how he acted what his view on life was, and how come the vamps he was with weren't as uncomfortable as Felix was with her initially.

She sat and ran her thoughts through her head as she started to daydream different scenarios.

[Felix Dolohov]

Felix nodded tightly, scratching at his hip before diving under the bar to hunt down that bottle, Moe tended to keep the good stuff out of sight so various drunken bums didn't see it if they managed to crawl over the bar while his back was turned. Surfacing, he poured roughly about two shots worth in each glass before putting them on the wood of the bar and pushing them over.

"Sure, it'll take a little for me to find it though." He said to Zack, squirming a little uncomfortably and scratching at his neck, damnit, he really didn't like being around weres he decided, it was probably because he wasn't used to them and everything that was vampiric was twitching and squirming and snarling just beneath the surface. Anyone would be more irritable than usual like that, he decided, hence it was probably why young weres and vamps - unless they were insanely easy going - got into fights.

Moving to one of the fridges, he dug around in the bottom shelf, they tended not to keep many of the drinks the regulars didn't have as they rarely had anyone but the regulars. So hunting down Zack's Summer Lightning was going to be a bit of a challen- ah there it was! Grabbing the bottle, Felix emerged from the fridge.

Just as Moe noticed their new arrivals.

The old man's face turned from being a mischevious slightly leering grin to one of revulsion as though he had just bitten into a rotten apple.

"NO!" he snarled loudly, making the blonde bartender jolt from where he had been opening Zack's bottle of Ale,

"Moe?"

"I'm not having that lot in here!" He shouted furiously, face going red with anger, splittle flying from his chapped lips, eyeing Austin with intense dislike.

Felix looked between the new three and his boss in panic, "What? What's wrong with them? They just asked for a drink." he pointed out.

"I ain't havin' none of them Night Watch lot in here!!" The old man roared furiously, slamming a fist on the side of the bar, giving his bartender a black look.

Realisation dawned on the Day Walker.

He turned to the new three, "My apologies, would you please excuse me and my employer?" He asked before turning and looking at the others he had been speaking with earlier. Dillon, he wouldn't trust that nut as far as he could throw him. Madoc had already had a few and while he was showing no hostility towards the other three his body language suggested that he was doing his best to ignore them. Chadwick.... She seemed a little overly interested if the way he was catching her eyes moving was any indication. Which left Zack, who may have been an ass but he was at least sober and while he wasn't an ass social enough. "Zack, could you watch the bar please? Madoc, make sure he doesn't be an ass." He added, just in case, before grabbing the red faced and panting Moe and dragging him out the back, planning on knocking some sense into the old man's head.

Honestly, if the Night Watch were as bad as he had been hearing they were, wouldn't it be an idea not to antagonise them? Or better yet, get them on your good side so they would be more inclined to protect the place? Sometimes he wondered if he was the only one with common sense left in this town, or at least the only one in the bar who had it.

[Madoc Wythers]

Madoc said nothing at Dillon's comment, but smiled and shook his head in a "aww bless" kind of way. He noticed the way that everyone, especially Harmony, seemed to be watching the Watch now and sighed inwardly. Then again, that was probably the reaction they usually got...

He grinned wolfishly at Harmony, attempting to distract her attention from Austin and co. It wasn't that he didn't want her watching them so much as not when she should be watching him. "I can do, if you ask nicely." He told her.

He looked up with a jolt as Moe noticed the Watch and closed his eyes, pained. I knew it....

"You got it." He said to Felix, glancing at Zack. While he'd decided that working for the Lémartes family didn't automatically make him a bad person, he still didn't fully trust the vampire, so he probably would've kept an eye on him anyway.

Pushing his piny aside, he looked around the bar quickly, plotting escape routes and picking out anything that could be used as a weapon in case the newcomers took less than kindly to Moe's little outburst. Then he turned, with a quick glance at Zack, to Austin, Alucard and Jaden.

"Don't mind him, lads, he's just a biased old git who's set in his ways." He said in what he hoped was a friendly way, although he was glad Felix had dragged the old bartender away - he didn't fancy having Moe hear him say things like that. While he was a pretty handy fighter when he had to be, Madoc would much rather try and diffuse a situation before it came to violence - it just made life easier.

[Austin]

((can we have a bit more than a shot each? we ordered doubles))
Austin raised an eyebrow but remained otherwise impassive at the older barman's reaction
what did we ever do to him?
he wondered to himself as he watched the younger of the two drag him off.

Smiling slightly, Austin shrugged at Madoc
"We all get like that I suppose - years do funny things to a man"
gods, I should know, I've seen enough of them...

[Jaden Kalen]

Jaden looked around the interior of the pub. He had to admit it wasn't as bad as the outside suggested but the clientele were worse. Young adults barely more than children littered the bar. He shook his head and grabbed the nearest seat at the bar. He took the offered drink and sipped it.

He ignored the comment made by the young ninja want-to-be with the two swords across his back and smiled slightly at the explanation that Madoc gave. He quickly marked each of them encase trouble started. When his eyes landed on Zackery he paused for a second knowing that he recognized the face.

Where have I seen him before? he wondered, he took in all the detail he could, the hair, the eyes, the build, all of them so familiar yet he could not put his finger on how he recognized them. It was then he saw the tattoo on his hand, it was unmistakable, the Lémartes family crest. So, He's one of Vincent Lémartes men. But that’s not where I recognize him from.

[Dillon Rickman]

((Can I just point out Dillon's not young? He's 34, that's only a few years younger than Jaden himself )).

Dillon reacted his usual way to being ignored. Which was to keep talking until somebody had to pay attention to him. Given that he'd just found out this was the Watch, though, he had plenty to say.

"So, you guys the Watch, or the Circle, or whatever the heck you call yourselves these days, right?" Dillon asked cheeringly. "'cause I been meaning to ask you, you guys need a new supervillain? I mean, ever since you beat that guy you haven't really had any big hitters to contend with right? So I figure the position is totally open."

"I mean, I've got this totally cool gimmick with the swords, and I got an evil lair and everything!" Even Dillon had to admit this wasn't quite true. "Well, it's more of a pub. And I haven't actually told the owners yet. But I'm sure they'd be cool with it!" The bad part was, Dillon figured it'd be a way to get himself noticed. People really would hire someone who could go toe to toe with the Watch, if they needed someone to do those....less moral deeds.

"Even got me a wicked supervillain name! 'Swordmaster'!" He realised that this wasn't going to cut it, so just shot the rest of the bar a grumpy look and snapped out: "Don't laugh!"

[Zackary Kalen]

Zack shrugged slightly as Felix jostled Moe away from the scene, before twisting himself so he was sat on the bar itself, feet resting on his own now unoccupied bar stool, and the empty one next to it. He had a good view of the pub from here, and he figured that Felix just wanted him to make sure no one tried to score a free drink rather than serving anyone.

He rested his elbows on his thighs, and leant forward slightly, one hand now clasping his phone and the other removing his cigarette from his mouth as he slid open the phone and spent a couple of minutes moving around, apparently trying to get a signal.

"Well 'Swordmaster', I'm pretty glad you're only looking for just an evil lair, not a top secret evil lair," he said with an idle grin, and he finished mucking around with his phone, apparently jabbing at the 'Ok' button for a moment before sliding it shut and replacing it in his jacket pocket, before tilting his head at Madoc.

"I guess biased old gits have to get the bias from somewhere though, don't they?" he shrugged and stubbed his cigarette out in the ashtray, "...Though I put £20 on Felix returning without the old guy. He seems like the type to sulk, and I reckon he's probably getting a nice dose of Dolohov temper right now, don't you?" He grinned, leaning his chin on the palm of his hand.