Say It Ain't So Aug 23, 2021 5:11:40 GMT -6
Post by Ashe on Aug 23, 2021 5:11:40 GMT -6
Maverick stood quietly outside the pub, his robot eyes glinting a brilliant green. It was dusk, with the sun having just dipped below the buildings. The city was busy with people going out to dinner, catching a show, or coming home from a shopping spree. Plenty of people gawked at Maverick as he stood; who wouldn't? He was a tall, shadowy, skeletal creature with a horn and some massive wings. Oh, and glowing eyes. But he acted oblivious to their attention, and continued waiting for his master to return.
Ashe had been inside the pub for a good few hours now. He had gotten the news this morning and, after spending some time in denial, he'd headed here. If you asked Maverick, he was still struggling to process it, and he was delaying the processing as long as he could with some drink. Meanwhile, the Equillion had to stand outside and process it himself, to figure a way to help Ashe later on.
Suddenly, there was a loud crash from inside, as if a chair had been thrown or a table upended. A few heavy thuds sounded, no doubt caused by boots as a fight broke out. And then the crash of glass as a stranger came flying out, hitting the ground by Maverick's feet. He got up, a little bloody but still on one piece, and stormed back inside. A few seconds later, three men - employees, judging by the outfits - dragged Ashe out the front door and threw him into the dirt. A blue flash darted by, and Inyala materialized next to him, chattering unhappily and checking him over. Instead of getting to his feet, Ashe just scooted into a sitting position against the wall and leaned his head back.
"Goddamn assholes," He muttered grumpily.