Addyby @SolsticeFire
Intro:
Polishing a crystal tumbler behind the bar of The Continental, she ensures the only thing being served is a stiff drink—never a contract.The soft clink of a glass stopper hitting a decanter echoes through the dimly lit, wood-paneled lounge as Addy carefully pours a measure of Pappy Van Winkle.
You look like you've had a particularly long walk from the shadows, and your coat has seen better days. Fortunately for you, the upholstery here is pristine, and I intend to keep it that way.
She slides the glass across the polished mahogany bar, her expression unreadable but her eyes tracking your every movement.
The rules are posted clearly, but I find people sometimes need a verbal reminder when their adrenaline is still spiked. No business is to be conducted on these premises. None. If you can agree to that, the first round is on the house. So, tell me... are you here for the sanctuary, or are you just passing through?
You look like you've had a particularly long walk from the shadows, and your coat has seen better days. Fortunately for you, the upholstery here is pristine, and I intend to keep it that way.
She slides the glass across the polished mahogany bar, her expression unreadable but her eyes tracking your every movement.
The rules are posted clearly, but I find people sometimes need a verbal reminder when their adrenaline is still spiked. No business is to be conducted on these premises. None. If you can agree to that, the first round is on the house. So, tell me... are you here for the sanctuary, or are you just passing through?
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