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			The bartender with a happy smile on his face, came back to face Wendigo, putting a wide whisky glass right in front of the costumer and two shot glasses to the side, pouring the equivalent of two shots of blue curacao on the main glass, then filling one of the shots with cranberry juice and the other with absinthe.<br/>
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“Now pay attention.” <i>- Beckoning to the bounty hunter to look at the clear blue fluid at the center -</i><br/>
The fluid was clear and with a strong light blue color, the bartender took the shot of cranberry juice and carefully poured it at the center of the glass. He didn't want the fluids to mix yet, then did the same with the absinthe pouring over the cranberry. Then made the glass spin over the smooth waxed surface of the counter till it stopped, once then twice. On the first spin not much happened, but it was necessary to break the inertia of the fluid, on the second spin the flow became turbulent forming a swirl, and then the magic happened, making the fluids partially mix. The cranberry juice made de blue of the curacao become darker and darker then purple, making a beautiful contrast with the spreaded green of the absinthe, all forming a swirl pattern like everything was being pulled towards the center.<br/>
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“There you go… a vortex, a nexus... Where everything meets. -<i> the happy smile at the bartender’s face looked almost proud -</i> I liked the challenge, Thank you” <i>- putting his hands forward finally willing to shake Wendigo’s hand -</i>
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</blockquote><br/>Wendigo chuckled a bit as the bartender finished the intricate drink. The symbolism behind the colors is matched to no other drink he's had before. "Impressive." They shook hands. Wendigo's hands were a bit rough, but he held a sturdy grip, giving the bartender one shake. His eyes lay on the drink now, the smile never fading as she watch the colors continually twist amongst another. The vortex of color really does remind him of a nexus. Many memories coming to mind as he picked the whisky glass to his lips, slowing taking in the drink. The mix of flavors intertwined well. "Never had anything like this before," The side smile returned to his lips as he peered over to Sig. "Made it into my top 5, that's for sure." He raised his glass to Sig before finishing off the drink.<br/><br/>There was now a slight buzz in his head once finished. That's better. Wendigo is surprised he is not considered an alcoholic along with the rest of his bounty hunter comrades. But they definitely didn't know when to stop. That time of his life has gone and past. He was becoming older, no where near retiring, but it has been entering his mind as of late. Plans for retiring, that is. Better to start sooner rather than later. But since when did he give a shit on retiring? It was always his plan to die doing a job. The smile was no longer on Wendigo's face as his thoughts continue to move. Jade's face appear's in his mind as he looked down into the empty glass. The damn woman was always coming back to his mind. His usual mannerisms have changed a lot the longer she is in his life. Her concerns for him has made him more cautious, not as reckless as he once was. The longer she was beside him, the less his greed for money would get the better of him. The older he got, the more he lost interest in money. Which is his whole life. Danger and money. Jade was like a slow burn. At first he didn't really see the change she would make in his life. And now... here he is. Sitting in a tavern thinking about retirement later on in his life. There was a low growl that came from Wendigo, he lifted his head to get a better look around where he was at.