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[MARCUS AJAX SANTIAGO]

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So here he was, seated at the bar of The Black Rose a newer establishment but decorated to appear as if from a much older time period. They got most of the details right he had noted though there were a few little things that were not quite accurate but overall it was a welcoming place. Tables were scattered across the large main room and there was a long bar with individual stools if you were simply here for a drink. It was where Marcus had taken up residence upon arriving a half hour or so ago. Still dressed in a rather sharp looking suit from work he'd unbuttoned the jacket and loosened his tie a bit before ordering a scotch on the rocks. He might not be able to get drunk from the liquid but the burn of the alcohol as it went down his throat was still satisfying in its own way.

Two stools down a woman sat with her own drink in hand, appearing to be alone. They'd exchanged the normal glance you gave a person nearby as you sat down, each happy to keep to their own devices. It hadn't taken long though for someone else to catch sight of her solitary state and without waiting for so much as an invitation or even an acknowledgement of his presence a rather confident gentleman took posession of the stool beside her. "This seat taken?" He questioned with a cocky grin not obviously caring if she gave him a yes or no. "How about I buy you a drink?" The woman gave a half smile as she shook her head no and tried to refuse obviously not interested in the unwanted attention. "C'mon, sweetheart, just lemme buy you a drink, c'mon just one..." Ignoring her repeated refusals the man reached out and grabbed a hold of her arm then which brought a stern, "Let go of me!" from the girl, which he responded to with a laugh clearly finding this whole thing to be some sort of game.

"I believe the lady asked you to remove your hand," Giving a cursory glance over his shoulder at the sound of a new voice the fellow sneered. "Bug off!" He shot back his head already turning back around towards the woman until the sneer was transformed into a grimace. Placing a rather firm grip on the man's shoulder Marcus took advantage of his kind's abilities to manipulate minds until the man had to look him in the eye. "I think it would be wise if you left. Now." His voice was calm as could be and to anyone around it would have hardly seemed they were having anything more than a normal conversation. Without another word the man nodded dumbly and stood up to walk quickly towards the exit and disappeared. Having turned to watch his departure, Marcus refocused his attention back to the woman on the stool, her features looking a bit shaken after the encounter. "Are you alright?" He questioned politely, not sure if she would care that he'd intervened or not but not regretting the action either way.

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[ALYSSA CALLIOPE CUNNINGHAM]

Manuka a place Alyssa never thought she would find herself, why the hell Shamus ever though of coming to this town she would never know. He was what brought her here though.She wanted answers, no she needed them she wanted to know what would cause him to throw away their engagement what went so wrong with them. Aly though they were happy , nothing was wrong at least that was what she kept telling herself. Yes she saw Shamus pulling away but that didn't mean anything. Sometimes people wanted space , but did that mean he needed to throw away what they had. All they had gone though , when he came back from his long trip was when everything changed. He had become different it made her sad. Why did it come to this , why was she now the woman who had to hunt him down for answers. No one enjoyed being that woman , yet here she was being that one. God when did her life become so stupid soap opera. No that was not going to happen she would not all that to happen, Alyssa was strong woman and she would make sure she got her answers.

Maybe though she could enroll in teaching dance classes at the college, it would be good to have least have some income in the bank. Because it would do no good if she was broke. With that though in mind, she would check the time. It was late so all of those plans would need to wait till morning. for now though she could explore the night life of the town, fully see what it all had to offer. A smirk gracing her lips she would slip into a slimming little number. Allowing her hair to fall in soft waves before she would head out the door. Now she wasn't quite sure what her options were but taking a drive maybe would allow her to see what sights could be seen. Checking herself in the mirror one last time she would head out the door. It was rather chilly out so she gripped her jacket tighter. What would Shay say when they saw each other again. Would he be happy upset, in shock because he never thought she would show up. Although of those emotions could probably happen. Hell she was feeling all of those now and they hadn't even met up yet. It was going to be a tense time that was for sure, so Alyssa would just need to take it in stride much like everything else.

After a few moments of traveling down the street in her car, she would find a place called the Black Rose. Now this looked like it could have some promise, pulling into the parking lot. She slipped out and made her way inside, it had a older classic feel to it. Alyssa hadn't thought that she would like a place this but it had a certain appeal. Moving to a empty seat at the bar, she would order herself a Manhattan. A classic one that she would often order out when she went for drinks. While waiting she would softly hum to the music that played. Getting her drink she would tip the bartender and give a soft thanks. After awhile she would finish her drink and about to order a next one when the seats beside her were taken. With the offer of a drink she would shake her head in no. She was more then capable getting her own drink so hopefully they took the hint. Seeing that they wouldn't a frown would no grace her features. Who the hell did these guys think they were, not able to understand a simple no.

Seeing that he wasn't taking that answer she would move to get up when she felt her arm being grabbed. Her eyes would narrow and be filled with slight fear with no knowing what would happen. " Let me go" About to raise her hand to smack him she heard a voice of someone else approaching. Hearing him she would continue to try to let her own arm free. Finally having the hand removed watching them scurry away her eyes would look to the male who saved her. " I'll be fine, thank you though for doing that, I wasn't sure what was going to happen. Please sit join me I could at least you a drink for your troubles." Hopefully he wouldn't turn down she looked down at her arm and saw it red and agitated. She would need to take care of that later with a small potion. " I'm Alyssa Cunningham pleasure to meet you."