" running is a loss..." Elixar muttered as he got up to get more drinks... people were dancing, lucky them, free spirits, not a care in the world he pondered what that life would look like for him... dead he came to the conclusion he'd be dead. " one more of each, table 27, on the tab please" he decided he wouldn't wait here for the drinks, he'd have someone else trouble themselves on taking it to him. Aeliyx wondered what trouble rajah was causing at home, mildly worried about the kit.

with the drinks ordered he turned back to the table, and to his dismay, Raedier was gone. " well shit" he said, " he's probably out 'making friends' and what-not," what an idiot he joked around. His internal voice brought up a song by vaultboy. Aeliyx didn't nesty it, he related to the song. " I suppose I'd better go find Leto huh," he spoke to himself... and reluctantly got up to go find him.

" if you didn't smell like you, I wouldn't have known you were there. Must be this music," he admitted he was almost tricked, but he caught a breeze from behind him and could smell Leto's usual aroma, " our drinks are back, don't wander off again, running from a fight isn't something those type of people will be accepting of, I don't want to make a scene here Leto." His anxiety was getting the best of him. He's sure Leto can pick up on this, Elixar grabs the edge of Raediers coat sleeve, in hopes it will keep them from being seperated. Crowded places weren't his thing.

" your welcome, bozo," he said almost sleepily, " and don't think you'll get away with that again," he rubbed his eyes, maybe I'll get some contacts, keep these shits hidnest he though about it for a while, settled on the fact it'd cost too much money. " and no, but it's came to me as a thought yes." He thought about how he could smell where the rain came from, and if it was going to rain soon, how peculiar I seem to be " what's your next job look like? I haven't gotten many, seems my employers are lame, or just want to keep me hidnest. I'm bored trotting around my place," hopefully it was something on a lower scale, maybe he'd follow up behind Leto, fussing with his hair again he took a sip of his drink and rested his head on his hand, and fiddled with his straw

" aw shitttt" he rushed, finds his mask, and takes inventory on what he has for weapons on him, simple daggers, two, a small pocket knife, and if need be a spoon can get someone pretty good in the eye, where did I pick up a spoon, the rushed though came in as he pulled up his shirts collar and haphazardly put on his masks. " I'm in no state to deal with this right now" he states bluntly. " we should leave, as soon as possible. But not to soon, make is look like we finished and are leaving" he whisperes to Leto. Unamused his night had out had to turn into this.