[ Like Amos, Silco also finds comfort in the dingiest, worst bars in Achamoth. Unlike Amos, he isn't keen on the over-indulgence, but like Amos, seeking out the comfortable and familiar is what one does after... all of that.
The bar is slightly dim, the drinks cheap, and it isn't Silco's usual haunt, but he doesn't want to be found, so he slips in and out of the seedier establishments with ease, reaching out a finger to order a bar, when out of the corner of his eye -- the good one -- he caught sight of Amos. He wasn't sure, but he could have sworn it looked like he was trying to beg up a drink -- or maybe that was his imagination.
He hadn't paid attention much to the fact that he'd been gone -- beyond the fact that he hadn't arrived with the rest of them -- but he doubled his order, before he moved through the crowd like a comfortable, old snake, and shook the drink in front of Amos, in greeting. ]
You know... there are likely better ways to get a drink.
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The bar is slightly dim, the drinks cheap, and it isn't Silco's usual haunt, but he doesn't want to be found, so he slips in and out of the seedier establishments with ease, reaching out a finger to order a bar, when out of the corner of his eye -- the good one -- he caught sight of Amos. He wasn't sure, but he could have sworn it looked like he was trying to beg up a drink -- or maybe that was his imagination.
He hadn't paid attention much to the fact that he'd been gone -- beyond the fact that he hadn't arrived with the rest of them -- but he doubled his order, before he moved through the crowd like a comfortable, old snake, and shook the drink in front of Amos, in greeting. ]
You know... there are likely better ways to get a drink.