04-20-2025, 08:59 PM
The two in conversation certainly didn't mind airing their dirty laundry in public. Words like "Atharim" and "Mark" caught her attention, and it seemed strange to the paramedic that they would just haphazardly say it. Atharim was particularly dangerous in these times, but truth be told, Anita knew little about them. Some sort of secret society going up against magic users. Shit was getting weird out there.
But is was the older one who had a tantrum and left. That was sort of surprising. There was definitely a familiarity between the two men and she was willing to bet they were related. The other, the same person who had been here when she arrived, ordered another drink. She gave him a look, her eyes appraising and curious, and her lips curled up at his last spoken sentence.
"That was better than expected, huh?" she asked with a smirk. "I wonder what things are like when you really let loose."
She turned to the bartender. "That drink's on me," she said with a smile, turning towards the gentleman. "Sorry, didn't mean to overhear that, but it was hard not to."
But is was the older one who had a tantrum and left. That was sort of surprising. There was definitely a familiarity between the two men and she was willing to bet they were related. The other, the same person who had been here when she arrived, ordered another drink. She gave him a look, her eyes appraising and curious, and her lips curled up at his last spoken sentence.
"That was better than expected, huh?" she asked with a smirk. "I wonder what things are like when you really let loose."
She turned to the bartender. "That drink's on me," she said with a smile, turning towards the gentleman. "Sorry, didn't mean to overhear that, but it was hard not to."