Mary
*A bustling bar, full of smiles and drunk folks partying the night away... An enjoyable night for most, but not for Horace... He had work to do, involving the tavern owner's debts to the sugar gang. Though it wasn't like he took pleasure from this kinda stuff... It was just work, his responsibility for the family. The elf, tucked away quietly in the corner would check his equipment. Laying his weapons across the table without anyone seeming to care or notice him. His hand hovering over the table, as if he was choosing what he'd use... Eventually, he stops over a butterfly sword, a small sigh escaping his lips.*

"Faker's Knife is the only way to do it i suppose... Wouldn't be good if i killed them before they could pay."
*Horace mumbles to himself, beginning to sheath his equipment. He looks up to the counter, just waiting for the bar to die down abit. Needed to do this quiet...*

*However, something soon catches Horace's attention. Bright Red hair cloaked under an orange hood... What was she doing here...? He smiles lightly, remembering the girl who he'd met a week or so ago. He intimidated her lots, but she seemed the stubborn type... Maybe he should go say hi, heheh...*
James
*If you asked Aldea what she was doing there... She'd have no clue at all, she doesn't even like to drink! But... Still for some reason, she felt called to this bar. As she walked in she pulled the cloak off of her head, shaking her head just a bit to get her hair all the way out and nice looking before cautionlessly walking up to the bar taking a seat looking around at the bar occupants seeing if anyone stuck out... She didn't see anyone at first glance... Maybe they'd come see her? Who knows*


*As the bartender walked over to her barstool, she just simply raised her hand in a "Stop" Motion as she sighed*


"I'll just have a water thank you... I don't got money to spend here... Saving it for a special somebody"

*She chucked a little bit looking away, she was going to buy some flowers for the two injured guards that she saved a few days ago... So she needed every silver she could have to be able to buy the nice flowers*
Alta
No need to apologise
Mary
*Horace would watch, his gaze passing by all the other bar goers. It seemed he'd taken a fair interest in Aldea for the most part. The elf would soon stand up as the bartender nods, going back for her drink. He'd gracefully move through the crowd, eventually making his way to Aldea's table.*

*Promptly sitting down with a small 'thud', he'd look at the girl with a small smile. His face was once again unmasked, having no need for it here. He places his head in his hand, using his elbow to keep him up against the table.*
"Hello again, miss Whitiker."
James
*She was looking the other way when she heard the thud to her right as she started turning around after finishing a small chat with a person to her left looking now at the unmasked horace as her heart practically stopped looking at him with eyes filled with many emotions... Most not good*


*She was practically speechless in his presence... Knowing what he could do... She didn't stand a chance, so she began thinking her next words very carefully... Deciding to play it safely as she gulped*

"Uhm... H-hello... Again Mr. Caranaro... W-what brings you to this establishment?"
Mary
*Horace could almost feel a laugh build up in him at her expression, it was priceless! But Horace would only smile, no laugh coming out. The elf looks her in the eyes curiously, wondering what was going though her head at the moment. Face to face with the guy who menaced her just a few days ago.*

"Please, call me Horace. I hate other's calling me that... Well, here for a drink... As well as a little business meeting with someone here... But enough about me, what's up with you? You don't seem the beer type...?"

*He says, shifting and getting abit more comfortable. Seemed he intended to be there for awhile, all with this smug smile on his face.*
James
*The elf looked him right back in the eyes... But these eyes were searching and thinking... Not as lighthearted as his as she continued to think... The way he was taking was way to casual to not have a sinister meaning behind it as she took a deep breath and decided the best course of action would be continue to play along until he stops playing...*

"S-sorry... Horace, ah I see a drink... Of course why else would you be here"

*She nervously Chuckled*

"Ah a business meeting, well... I won't press on further... O-oh me? Nooo, no I don't drink beer your correct... I-um... Well I'm here because I just had a feeling... I should come here"

*She gulped... Hopefully he'd believe her... She really had no reason to be there... It was just a random hunch she felt*
Mary
*Horace would continue to watch as Aldea seemed to stumble her way through a conversation. A small frown growing on his mouth as she admits she had no reason.*

"Really...? 'Just had a feeling'? That's a little hard to believe... Someone with the guards, arriving in 'randomly' in the same building as someone like me... You sure you're not following me, hm?" 

*He says leaning back, his casual posture turning to a more reserved one.*

"Did you not remember my little warning, girl?"
James
*Seeing his frown she raised her hands up defensively as she began to sweat a bit*

"I-im just kidding with you i-i actually really like alcohol! It's kind of a guilty pleasure of mine yaknow? I was just playing around with you trying to make the mood lighter, I swear there are no guards... There's too many people who'd be at risk here..."

*She gulped again as she wiped her forehead*

"I-i-i-i did! I remembered it very well... The knife to the neck really stuck it in my brain... I swear I didn't bring any guards... I'm just here for a strong drink or two before I go back to work... How can I prove it?"
Mary
*Horace would stare at Aldea intensely as she eagerly explains herself... God, he couldn't hold back!*

*The elf would burst out laughing at Aldea as she finishes her words. Banging lightly on the table as he slowly calms down.*
"Man, you should've seen the look on your face! So serious... Well, since you're such a beer 'lover', why not a few rounds? Im sure it'd be fun to have a drinking friend who won't try to kill me..."

*The elf would wave over the bartender once more as she finished getting Aldea's water.*
"Two mugs please... I'll consider it a bit of payback for the debt, so be quick about it."

*Horace says, looking at the bartender who quickly nods. She'd set down aldea's water, quickly running off to the counter for more beer.*
"Good service here... It's a shame the owner's abit of a gambler. Right ms. Whitiker?"
James
*If there was one thing Aldea didn't expect... It was laughter... She didn't know if horace was messing with her... But it was better than angry horace as she nervously Chuckled along with him*

"Y-yeah... You really got me... Heh... Heh... Wha-"

*She didn't really think about that when she came up with the lie... She's never had alcohol before... As she tried to find a way out of this tapping her finger...*

"W-well I would... But my break is basically over... I should really go back to pat-"

*She tried to back out but she was too late... He already ordered the drinks... And he'd probably just hunt her down if she ran away... So she was forced to drink as she gulped*

"Y-yeah, real good service... Thanks for the drink... Mr horace, but uh... Yeah, I don't want to kill you... I'm glad your feeling the same way... This is just confirming my theory that criminals are just as much people as normal people..."