El Patron Bar (Open) A nice night off

[DrDog]

Worm sighed. His bettle-cap glasses sliding down his nose before getting pushed back up. The students had turned in their first essays on the shortcomings of the sub-M theories. One tried talking about the bosonic theory without even mentioning tachyons. Another had written a very competent essay explaining how the hetereonic string theory applied to the strong nuclear force. That girl was scheduled for a stern talking to next week about not paying attention on the basis of the class. Such potential, such inability to see.

He orders another sangria and looks around, examining the other customers. It was a late evening for him, sunset having happened a while ago, and the place was begining to get busy. He looked back at the stack of papers. Perhaps something interesting would happen tonight.

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[West]

The night creeps on, and Worm begins to wonder if his own personal existence's probability wave is collapsing.

[Darren Nash]

Ash enters the bar and takes in the atmosphere, knowing completely that he had no intention of getting drunk but still loving the thrill of the trouble that could happen in a place like this.

Heading to the bar, he orders one of those bottled-beer thingies that seem all the rage instead of a pint and turns to look at who's seated.

Yeah, like she'd come to a place like this. Stupid.

[DrDog]

As Worm looks around, he spots a remarkably rugged looking individual, far more so than your average college hiker.

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Since worm has grim sight up, can he see that ash also has some spell up?

[West]

Both men can see the telltale of Active Spells upon the other.

To Worm's eyes, Death is no stranger to this man, and those dark shadows seem to caress him like a lover.

[DrDog]

Worm looks at the man, carressed by death. He decides that getting on his bad side was a bad idea.
"Barkeep, a special for my friend." He points to mr. rugged-who-hopefully-won't-go-on-a-killing-spree.

[Darren Nash]

"Thanks," Ash says with a open smile, "mind if I join you?"

[DrDog]

"Sure. Friends call me Worm.". Worm takes another drink of sangria.

[Darren Nash]

The other Moros holds out his hand as he sits with his drinks.

"Mine call me Ash," he replies still smiling while taking in the be-spectacled gent. "Well, this is different place for me. Thought I'd try something different, ya'know?"

[DrDog]

"I can hear that. Its why I came to this town. See new things, explore new places. Try not to die in the process." He laughs, and then realizes whom he's talking to, and then shuts up immediately, taking a very strong drink from his glass. "I'm here often; I teach at Sac State." Stupid! You just pissed him off and told him where you work! You IDIOT! Worm berated himself internally, covering it up with another deep draught.