Gothra then pointed to the old man, who, in turn, raised his shot glass in respect. he wore tattered and ripped clothing, but had a clean shave and wore a lightly-scented cologne of sorts. Finally getting off the bar stool, the old man wheezed, coughed and then stopped for a while to gather his bearings. He wasn't drunk from the average person's point of view, but nonetheless, he was a bit buzzed from the 12 shots of Whiskey he had downed like some madman.
"I knew that was you young demon Master Gothra..." said the old man, holding up that shot glass that still had plenty of Whiskey in it.
"You never cease to impress me old man. Did they throw you out of the other four bars that I saw you in a few weeks ago? Or was it not quite of your taste in your endless search for the best-tasting Whiskey in the world? Which one was it this time old man?"
Gothra chirped back to him, waving for him to come over and have a seat with he and Rin.
""Twas too watered down you know. The Whiskey in this place doesn't taste like rott-gut either. It's rather rancid but goes down with a chill, and that's how I LIKE IT!!! Excuse me ma'am. Alright, so...............................what do you know up to this point young Demon Master?" the old man asked, as Gothra nodded for Rin to pay for the next shot of Whiskey for the old man; it's just how he functioned. He did not look like he was destitute; as stated before he had a very clean shave and kept his silver/red hair tied neatly into a braided ponytail.
"Another body found in an alley. This time the victim's limbs were cut completely off old man. HEY, bring a bottle of Whiskey over here for my friend Steve. Put it on Rin's tab if you do not mind."
Steve shouted back...."No worries Demon Master.....it's on the house. That old man is alright!!! I've got Whiskey here that's over 100 years old and he knows his liquors surprisingly. This is the first time ANYONE has asked for that particular brand so; it's on me!! That old man knows a lot of stuff about how its colors is and the age. Even knows if there were any sulfites added to it. He can drink up as far as I care!!"
"Hmm.....Alright....so what you get old man? Any new leads?" Gothra asked, ordering another Milk Tea as well.
"Well," the old man replied, pouring him another shot of Whiskey, "Four people claimed to have seen a strange man walking around out by the Fishing ports in the last few days. He wore nothing but Crimson Red. AS soon as someone called the Police he's gone in a jiffy. I got this though...." He said, reaching into his pocket. It was a cd in a case, still shiny and brand new.
"There's footage on this disc that confirms that man. I don't know who he is, or what he's doing by the Fishing port most of the time; almost as if he's WAITING for something or someone. Ah well.....it's probably some quack...or maybe someone poking around where they nose dunnit belong...EITHER way....check it out..."
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