Chaotic Narcotics and Murder RP

"yes it was," all three agreed aloud, nodding in unison.

Raven shrugged and rubbed the back of his neck. "Whatever..."

"OH yes, as i wasn't saying, lets go see the Tower and eat somewhere ritzy!" said AJ, diverting the awkward flow of conversation.

"Whatever," Raven repeated, not really caring.

"What?!" demanded Cynthia and AJ together, glowering at Raven's seeming disinterest and Ran . . . just just didn't care at all, she stood there string at them blankly sweating up a storm. They decided to just take them by force, and Cynthia (who ditched the package and didn't even bother to open it) lead the way to a ritzy club/bar/restaurant that was in almost perfect view of the tower.

Raven looked around and whistled quietly. "Sure has changed in the years..." he muttered under his breath. When they entered the restaurant, Raven felt a slight chill, but ignored it.

"Yeah, its lovely yes? So many construction projects lately, i even heard about a project for a statue to be sent to America as a gift being planned," said Cynthia, sitting everyone down and ordering wine and beer for everyone at the table.

Raven nodded while the waiter went to the table next to theirs. "What would you like?" "I'll like 10 orders of this, 20 of these, and... 4 of these full course meals in large portions, please?" Raven choked. "The hell?" he wondered as he glanced behind him, as many other people were doing the same to look at the trio who ordered the large amount of food. The waiter ran off.

AJ and Ran looked up in surprise, staring at the lone man, While cynthia blinked again. brain trying to process what she was seeing. god.....just NO.

((Sorry, I made it a trio instead))

Azrael waited for his food to come while Grim drank his water in silence. Tyrir was playing around with the straws they had been given.

Cynthia twitched, not taking her eyes off the raven-haired man for a second, then stared at the table cloth. "Well that was weird," commented one of the girls, fanning herself.

Raven drank some water while he felt another chill down his back. 'Weird... It's not cold...' he thought while on the next table, the giant load of food was brought to Azrael's side of the table. Grim and Tyrir watched as Azrael started to eat.

"I think it has to do with some people and not the weather, dear Raven," said Cynthia, thanking the hassled looking waiter for her wine and sipping like a true frenchwoman, swishing the dark liquid around and again eyeing the table across.

Ran didn't really care nor felt the chill, though she should've, it was just too hot, even for her to normally notice anything other then her drink. AJ was gulping down three kegs at once. enough said.

"People?" Raven wondered and tilted his head slightly.

Grim calmly stuck his fork into one of Azrael's food item and stuck it in his mouth while Azrael pulled his food away from the two.

"Yes, people, feelings, power, they strangle la air . . .i'm not lying, its the truth, its why you feeling chilled? I'm used to it here but . . ." said Cynthia, eyes flashing to the table next to them and downed the rest of her wine, pouring another glass.

Raven perked up. "Something wrong?" he asked politely.

"Pffff, no, just saw this person i met recently, thats all," said Cynthia, giving up and filling her glass to the brim.

Raven looked confused, but he gulped more of his water down instead of asking.

Cynthia continued to get tipsy, ordering food the rest and still staring at Azrael. I wounder if hes just dense or knows i'm staring at him.... she mumbled half allowed to only the already confused people at her table heard.

Raven sighed and drank more of his water.

Azrael wiped his mouth clean as he had already finished eating. Grim had opened his book to read while Tyrir was balancing utensils up in a tower.

The other table, as well, had finished eating, and were now watching foot traffic and the multiple couples dancing their way into the night, "okay lets go see the tower, AJ-puppy," said a now very tipsy Cynthia, throwing a wad of cash on the table and leading the way out of the open air club.

Raven followed with a sigh.

Grim put his book away just as Tyrir's tower of utensils fell. Tyrir pouted at the mess, and before he even thought of cleaning it up (which he didn't even think), the three left with a small couple of bills on the table.

The group arrived infront of the tower around sunset, staring up at the bronze tower. Cynthia shrugged, saying, ''i'm taking a walk....don't follow me kay?"

"meeting up with a loverrrrr?" teased AJ, who got no response except a murderous glare.

Raven didn't care as he looked up at the tower.

Cynthia circled around the tower, a stotic face that wasn't hers forming, her tired human self going to sleep as Bast peaceful swept threw her body, making her step harsher, like a soldiers, and her stare steady. She felt someone coming near, but ignored them for the time being.