#chat: anders

[aydinlykos]

for: @andersxlykos​ location: the festival

“Woah,” Aydin reached over, after shoving his sleeve up, fishing the lanyard of house keys out of the pitcher of sangria that the other shifter seemed to have just dropped his into. He’d watched for a moment or two from a distance before he determined that it had likely been totally forgotten about, given how the other man continued to sip idly from his glass. A hand, soaking wet and dripping red held out by the grass before he offered up the keys again. “Are these yours? You’re gonna want them if you want to get back home, I think.” A low laugh left him. “Didn’t you see them? You might wanna slow down on the wine, pal.”

[lailarenaud]

@andersxlykos​

A whole day spent at Tranquilitea had Laila irate-- dealing with customers usually put her at the end of her rope, but today they had been especially demanding. She had no vision, no desire to move up and possibly take on the role of management; and so she carried through her interactions with gritted teeth and the promise of a drink later. Upon closing she found her way to her usual seat at Dionysus’s, taking the form of a storm cloud with teeth. It had taken at least three shots of whiskey to finally unfurl, glancing to her right at the person seated next to her. It only took a moment to realize that he was a shifter, and a brow quirked, watching as he pushed away another empty glass. “Hard day?”

[oriongriffin]

for: @andersxlykos​ location: dionysus

“I would say that you look like you could use a drink but,” Orion gestured vaguely, tutting as he settled down into the stool next to Anders. “Would be a waste of money, huh?” Before he had been a vampire, he had been a shifter and a regular at the bar that the reaper liked to spend his time when Dio was on long shifts or occupied at the estate. It was a good landing place between jobs, a place where no one really bothered to check if you were there for a moment and gone for the next, and as a result of his frequency there, he had grown to know the regulars. He liked Anders enough, as forgetful as he was, and he offered him a wry smile. “I heard there’s some things for vampires that are just as good as a drink, but they also sound like a boatload of trouble, between you and me. Don’t wanna be that guy that got the whole coven after you, y’know?”