<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/67/98/78/6798780dd00c933ae33495bd01bf7cf7--cute-guys-sexy-guys.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Brett Roman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16149669#msg16149669)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>See pic.<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 April 2050, 8PM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Catty-Wampus Bar & Grill, Oriental District<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sashiko, Poppy, Olena, Reese, Dekado, Pharon, and Destrian (M)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>LOTR!<br/><hr/>It was nice seeing Poppy and Sashiko enjoying themselves. He grinned when Poppy managed to wrangle the Dragon Slayer ladies into a selfie.<em>Cow’s milk</em>had to be the strangest<em>Say cheese</em>he had ever heard. Poppy had asked Reese a better straightforward question than him.<br/><br/>Olena had a very uncomfortable habit of staring and becoming slightly defensive. He suspected that she wasn’t going to be easy to socialize with, and therefore, was<em>kinda</em>happy she was Reese’s problem.<br/><br/>Brett eavesdropped on Sashiko’s conversation about her phone. He found it amusing that she thought social media was a<em>realm</em>. The Dragon Slayers certainly talked funny, but he supposed that it matched their comprehension about the world. His thoughts were then interrupted when she mentioned things like paying money for nudity. A big fat question mark flashed above his head as he stared at her in shock. Where the hell had she learned about that? It was probably a bad idea getting them phones. His hand then went to clap over his face. He had a Dad moment, and they weren’t even his kids. Was this what a Dad felt like? They were more than capable of handling themselves, and yet he found himself so protective of them.<br/><br/>He lowered his hand in time to see a<em>giant</em>approaching their table. Brett hadn’t realized it, but his jaw had fallen as Pharon approached the group with two large platters overhead. Walking with him was the Pretty Boy, who had been just as direct as Poppy. He offered his hand and subconsciously, Brett took it and shook it. Later, he’d wonder if Dekado thought he was staring at him with such a face.<br/><br/>Brett jumped, raising an arm to protectively cross before his face when Pharon launched the food into the air! The plates moved then, defying physics. Some plates specifically moved before certain people as though they had a mind of their own…or maybe…had this been the giant’s power? He knew that every Dragon Slayer had some sort of supernatural gift from Poppy’s plant control to Sashiko’s…darkness? He wasn’t exactly sure what to call it. He thought her ears and tail were a power at first. Lowering his arm, Brett inspected all the plates while Pharon gave them their dinner brief.<br/><br/><em>Freeing the gluten</em>. Brett’s mouth curled in amusement and soon he was laughing. The giant that had seemed so intimidating at first didn’t seem like such a bad guy. He was very friendly.<br/><br/>“Hey; my name’s Brett,” he quickly introduced himself as Pharon gave his shoulder a pat.<em>Destrian</em>. Brett glanced around at the table. Had that been someone else who was supposed to be at the table? There were more?! Olena confirmed that<em>Destrian</em>was missing, and Brett couldn’t help but wonder what kind of Dragon Slayer he was going to be. They had a giant, a fairy, an elf, a human who resembled an Asian, and a fox girl.<br/><br/>Brett smiled and jested, “<em>Destrian…</em>let me guess. A dwarf?”<br/><br/>A dwarf was the last cliché fantasy type they were missing.<br/><br/><strong>Brett…make sure our magical guests tip super well.</strong><br/><br/>Brett narrowed his eyes. “It’ll be on me I guess.”<br/><br/>Poppy and Sashiko didn’t have jobs, and he didn’t know that he would inherit by the end of the night, another mouth to feed. Except, it seemed with Pharon’s cooking capabilities that he might feed them instead. He happened to see Reese take a shot and heard Dekado asking Olena if she wanted a drink. It reminded him. He gave Sashiko and Poppy a father-like look. He didn’t know if he wanted the two to drink. Out of the two of them, he was only concerned about Poppy. Then again, he denied them the chance to drink at the Golden Peach. If he or Reese ordered shots, then this was their only chance to be able to drink without getting carded.<br/><br/>“I’ll allow you guys to drink, but remember, you don’t want them to ask for any identification. Just leave the ordering to us.”<br/><br/>He was certain all the Dragon Slayers were over the legal age, but they didn’t have any ID to prove it in this world. Reese decided to get up and leave without saying anything. Had something happened? He then looked around at the table, realizing he was left all alone with a group of Dragon Slayers. All they needed was a dragon, and the shit would have strucketh the fan.<em>Oh boy…</em>