11-20-2025, 05:37 PM
Hayden nodded. "Coffee is free here." It was the same at Harbour House. It was actually the same in all Sebastian owned bars, saloons and pubs. His father beleived in sobering up those who needed it without extra cost. Less liabilities if you could help with the potential problems.
Ethan stood up from his bar stool. "I'm heading back Artemida tomorrow. I'll tell mother and the girls you said hi.".
Hayden chuckled. "I'm sure Mia and Ivy really care that I say hi." Ethan just waved and ignored his comment. Theirs was a strange relationship with Ethan being his biological father and all. And the heir to his father's fortune should Ethan pass for whatever reason before their father. It was a mess Hayden didn't really want to think about. Which is why he found himself in London and now Moscow. Away from the family bullshit.
"You are free to continue your drink, but I can make you something that will both warm you and keep your buzz if that's what you'd like."
Ashton didn't sit down. "I don't think she trusts us." There was a hint of a question in his voice. An offer of sorts. "Can I run the Kareoke machine?" He asked as if it wasn't a ploy, like just a kid doing a thing.
Hayden nodded. "Sure. Though not too loud." He said. Hopeing Ashton caught his meaning. He didn't want to be carried away by the song either. He would have to ask Nox if there was a way to limit that response -- surely the Atharim had means of discounting the song of a Siren should they hunt one.
Ashton flipped on the Kareoke machine and picked a song. It was actually the song he'd heard the first time he'd met Ashton. The night he'd met Seven. Hayden thought to himself, I should call Seven. It had been a while. Maybe invite him to the grand opening.
Ashton started singing with a soft lull of trust to the music of "Closing Time" by Semisonic. He had a good voice. And it wasn't just the Siren song. It was filled with calm and trust, but nothing too overt. He wasn't trying to convince her to let go of the bottle. Just to trust them.
Ethan stood up from his bar stool. "I'm heading back Artemida tomorrow. I'll tell mother and the girls you said hi.".
Hayden chuckled. "I'm sure Mia and Ivy really care that I say hi." Ethan just waved and ignored his comment. Theirs was a strange relationship with Ethan being his biological father and all. And the heir to his father's fortune should Ethan pass for whatever reason before their father. It was a mess Hayden didn't really want to think about. Which is why he found himself in London and now Moscow. Away from the family bullshit.
"You are free to continue your drink, but I can make you something that will both warm you and keep your buzz if that's what you'd like."
Ashton didn't sit down. "I don't think she trusts us." There was a hint of a question in his voice. An offer of sorts. "Can I run the Kareoke machine?" He asked as if it wasn't a ploy, like just a kid doing a thing.
Hayden nodded. "Sure. Though not too loud." He said. Hopeing Ashton caught his meaning. He didn't want to be carried away by the song either. He would have to ask Nox if there was a way to limit that response -- surely the Atharim had means of discounting the song of a Siren should they hunt one.
Ashton flipped on the Kareoke machine and picked a song. It was actually the song he'd heard the first time he'd met Ashton. The night he'd met Seven. Hayden thought to himself, I should call Seven. It had been a while. Maybe invite him to the grand opening.
Ashton started singing with a soft lull of trust to the music of "Closing Time" by Semisonic. He had a good voice. And it wasn't just the Siren song. It was filled with calm and trust, but nothing too overt. He wasn't trying to convince her to let go of the bottle. Just to trust them.