Enzyme
The All-Powerful Enzyme!
Angel's ears perked slightly at the mention of "Conor Sullivan". Clenching the cigar in his fingers, he looked at the burning tip. He moved the cigar around in circles in his fingers, causing the burning flame to distribute around the edges evenly. While it may have looked like to the others that he wasn't paying attention, he was very much tuned into what Vinnie was saying. "Hm." Angel said quietly, thinking of ways to hurt and possibly maim someone he'd call his "friend". He brought the cigar up to his lips, taking a deep inhale, this caused the tip to burn brighter than usual, flakes of ash following upon the table. He felt the smoke roll down his dry trachea, singeing a place into his lungs. He exhaled the smoke into a large cloud, which drifted into the dimly lit ceiling. Angel looked around the table, seeing people had brought their drinks with them. He cursed his dry throat silently. Pressing his cigar into the ashtray, he excused himself from the table. "If I may be momentarily excused. I'm outta' thinkin' juice." Angel said, referring to his empty glass. He carefully swept the ash on the table into his hand, dumping it into the ash tray. He moved from the room, back into the busy bar.
The bar was barely visible through the sea of bodies. He was, however, able to make out the silhouette of a woman. As he got closer, his smile grew deeper, as he knew exactly who it was. He rested his elbows on the bar, facing opposite the direction the woman was facing. "Get me a scotch, Madison, if you will." Exhaling loudly, he spoke again. "What's a beautiful woman like you doing in this parta' town?" This time, he was speaking directly to Violeta.
Misty Gray Foxy Maxilgal
The bar was barely visible through the sea of bodies. He was, however, able to make out the silhouette of a woman. As he got closer, his smile grew deeper, as he knew exactly who it was. He rested his elbows on the bar, facing opposite the direction the woman was facing. "Get me a scotch, Madison, if you will." Exhaling loudly, he spoke again. "What's a beautiful woman like you doing in this parta' town?" This time, he was speaking directly to Violeta.
Misty Gray Foxy Maxilgal
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