02-05-2019, 09:42 PM
JOHN MARSTON
"People don't forget. Nothing gets forgiven."
The sound of sloshing caused John's eyes to shift away from Imali momentarily. To see Arthur arrive here was a surprise. After the damage done to his former mate, John Marston wasn't so sure that he was going to seek another lover anytime soon. Then again, that wasn't his decision to make. Plus, there was alcohol here. That thoroughly excited the both of them, hence why they both probably were here mutually. The two didn't exactly have great habits. Even so, one event wouldn't kill them... Hopefully. Keeping a low profile wasn't one of Dutch's instructions this time anyways. That led to more free time.
With his attention away from Imali temporarily, the Timberwolf made sure to nudge at Dutch's right hand man partially. After all, it wouldn't be proper to ignore him. After all they've been through, they were practically brothers in arms and children of Dutch (oddly enough). "Predicable as usual," John teased lightly in Arthur's direction. "Wherever there's booze, you're there." Then again, he couldn't exactly speak. "Touche, he made sure to mentally note before it bit him in the ass. Arthur, though predictable, could definitely pull a fast one on John and bite him right back. Too late, unfortunately.
The arrival of a new and unfamiliar man met his attention. They moved with elegance and virtue, almost as if it was a performance for all to see. A dark gaze observed silently, falling innocent to their act. Pointed ears perked in interest as they spoke in their rasping voice, noting that John was interested what the stranger had to say. Truly, questions swirled in his mind. Nevertheless, their comments towards Imali were partially concerning. While they did undermine Imali's taste in beverages, he had a whole-hearted purpose in mind from what John could see. The honey-colored drink was delightful to the eye... and it was strong. Booze, to him, was essential when it came to parties. Imali calling this event a single's seminar instead of a free night where everyone could drink and hook up was silly to him. With loneliness came useless one-night stands after all.
His attention, instead of being focused on Arthur or Imali anymore, was now focused upon Crow. "Ain't gonna offer any over here?" he cockily intervened towards Crow. Unfortunately for Crow, he wasn't John's type. He'd get that bottle one way or another, even if he had to swindle it from the stranger's hands in front of all the beautiful ladies arriving. "M'names John Marston." While this was a casual event, (once again) Crow wasn't in John's interest group and preferred to be addressed fully. "And you, sir?"
With his attention away from Imali temporarily, the Timberwolf made sure to nudge at Dutch's right hand man partially. After all, it wouldn't be proper to ignore him. After all they've been through, they were practically brothers in arms and children of Dutch (oddly enough). "Predicable as usual," John teased lightly in Arthur's direction. "Wherever there's booze, you're there." Then again, he couldn't exactly speak. "Touche, he made sure to mentally note before it bit him in the ass. Arthur, though predictable, could definitely pull a fast one on John and bite him right back. Too late, unfortunately.
The arrival of a new and unfamiliar man met his attention. They moved with elegance and virtue, almost as if it was a performance for all to see. A dark gaze observed silently, falling innocent to their act. Pointed ears perked in interest as they spoke in their rasping voice, noting that John was interested what the stranger had to say. Truly, questions swirled in his mind. Nevertheless, their comments towards Imali were partially concerning. While they did undermine Imali's taste in beverages, he had a whole-hearted purpose in mind from what John could see. The honey-colored drink was delightful to the eye... and it was strong. Booze, to him, was essential when it came to parties. Imali calling this event a single's seminar instead of a free night where everyone could drink and hook up was silly to him. With loneliness came useless one-night stands after all.
His attention, instead of being focused on Arthur or Imali anymore, was now focused upon Crow. "Ain't gonna offer any over here?" he cockily intervened towards Crow. Unfortunately for Crow, he wasn't John's type. He'd get that bottle one way or another, even if he had to swindle it from the stranger's hands in front of all the beautiful ladies arriving. "M'names John Marston." While this was a casual event, (once again) Crow wasn't in John's interest group and preferred to be addressed fully. "And you, sir?"
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