Snippet #1858077

It had been getting time to move again. Now with the news of another immortal, Étaín knew she had to go. Even if it was just a load of bull she had to go and find out for herself. So within days of seeing the news, she’d packed up her home and had it all in storage except for a few boxes and some suitcases. They held her clothes, necessities and things for the animals. That was how she ended up in another crappy motel that allowed pets. She was working on finding a rental that was two bedrooms with a yard that allowed both dogs and cats. It was getting harder and harder she’d noticed as time went on.

After giving up on house hunting for the day, she started walking back towards the motel. She saw a pub and hoped that they had what she was looking for. Having to find a good liquor store was going to be hard on first glance. The drink she preferred wasn’t easy to come by and usually had to be imported. Going back to Ireland was getting more and more tempting every time she moved around. But eventually she would still have to leave.

Sighing, she stepped into the building and glanced around. It didn’t appear there were many people in which she was grateful for. She pulled at the bottom of her t-shirt before heading over to the bar. She didn’t sit down just in case. “Do you happen to have Butratty Meade?” It was an odd request she knew. But after every move it was something she enjoyed having. She’d run out since the last time and didn’t have any to move with her.

The bartender looked at her odd before going to look. Well, looking was better than a flat out no. Turning, she leaned her back against the bar and glanced around, looking at the people there and then at the foot traffic. She shook her head. She didn’t like the capital already. She could tell she would only be here a few years at best. But the money she knew that would probably come out of the event planning was a tempting venture to stay her normal time.

Turning back around, she was pleased to see the bartender happened to find one bottle of her meade. She was so grateful. She went ahead and paid for the whole bottle and then sat down taking the glass the barkeep gave her. "Thank you." Today was looking better already now if only she could find a place to live and this other so called immortal.