06-01-2021, 08:03 PM
— alexandre f.m.r
Pirates in the Capricorn Tavern weren't uncommon. In fact, it seemed to be a tradition. While some headed to sleep during the night, others stayed up to drink and clink their glasses together to embrace their life within The Typhoon. Today was no different. With the hustle and bustle coming from the drinking tavern, the feline felt the need to go converse with what remained. The multicolored male sauntered through the doors with a soft push. Paws came to a halt. His orange gaze swapped between groups that gathered inside, only to land on an unfamiliar, young face in the corner. Strange. They were young too. Hopefully they weren't drinking, right? Maybe eating a small meal, but he couldn't exactly tell from a distance. Super senses could only do so much. Clearing his throat, Alexandre began to approach and offered a curt nod in greetings. "Greetings, sweetie," he lightly purred. "What do you have there?" A paw attempted to swipe the drink in his direction and smell it's contents. He pulled away promptly, pushing it back with a smile. Didn't seem to be alcohol (or so he thought). He had little to no experience with the beverage anyways.
"Strange," the feline mumbled. Looking back up at them, he offered a tilt of his head. "My name is Alexandre, it's a pleasure to meet you... and your name is?" Vampiric canines peeked out from underneath his lips as his maw upturned into a smirk. New faces were always welcome.
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