Setting
Local dive bar in Chasm City and staple of the working class Amerikano community on the planet. Drinks are cheap, and entertainment even more so.
With the sun fading from it's ruddy red glow, she stepped out of the taxi she'd called into the oppressive, tropical like heat. Upon paying the driver, Claire turned to head into the bar, take a seat, order a drink, and wait. She hoped that this meeting would be a little less chaotic than the last time someone had requested to meet with her, with the claims of she would be interested in what they had to offer.
"What exactly can I do for you Mr. Sparks? It's not often someone requests a meeting outside of my offices." She said surveying him with unnaturally blue-green eyes, that for now masked her nature.
Snagging a drink from someone's table, she checked to make sure it wasn't alcohol before sipping on it slowly and letting out a small 'puaaah' as she released it from against her lips. Koishi glanced around the bar and tilted her head. "I wonder...who could I bother today?~"
There were only two places that one could have been at: at their home, or at the bar.
Tonight was a night of good business for Kepler's Bar. The modest dive was packed to the brim with all manners of people: humans, demons, aliens and even weirder things. All shared one in common: their love of intoxicants, of which many were purchased over and over again.
Thus, it was no surprise that when an ordinary-looking being walked into the Bar, they were given little to no attention. They ordered a small bottle of wine and sat down at a table in the corner, waiting for the signal.
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