◜closed starter for @36tricks ◞
a run down, dusty, dimly lit bar wasn’t exactly the kind of place you expected to find one of the (self proclaimed) best detectives in town. and that was kind of the point of it. vix wasn’t looking to be found right now. not by his team, not by their captain, least of all by any one of the agents who would hound him about where his brother had run off to. the thought of the trouble that cid was in was enough to make him pick up his fifth shot of the night and down it in one gulp. trying to avoid thinking about it was only making him think about it more and he needed that all to stop, needed his brain to just shut up with the worry for a second so he could figure out what to do.








