Part 4: Enter the Vault

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Shukuen

Leets approached the club curiously, glancing at the sign and peering inside.

Dracos

The "Daughter's Tavern" was pretty peaceful, of course it was also early.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Shukuen

"Maybe we can avoid getting hit by drunks this time around?" Leets muttered quietly to himself as he walked into the club.

Dracos

THe place was quiet, a friendly young lady tending the bar.  No one really in there.  There was a juke box in the corner.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Shukuen

"Good mornin'," Leets greeted amiably as he took a seat at the empty bar. "Don't suppose you have a menu?"

Dracos

"Yup, check beside you."

There was a menu on the table.  Lots of american food.  No alcohol anywhere on there though.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Shukuen

"...right," Leets muttered, face flushed in embarrassment. He wordlessly picked up the menu and looked over the unfamiliar items.

"What's today's special?" he aksed calmly, as if his earlier slip didn't happen.

Dracos

Ryder:

You're in the city.  You realize a couple of issues, mainly that there's not a lot of places to hide around here and you do have a pretty darn distinctive look.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Dracos

Leets:

"Clam chowder." She answered.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Shukuen

"I'll have a bowl of that then, and a glass of cola, if you have any." Leets handed back the menu.

Dracos

The waitress brought the young leets a bowl of clam chowder and a coke with a straw.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Shukuen

Leets untied his scarf as he prepared to eat, revealing his embarrassingly boyish face. He tasted the chowder carefully to avoid burning his tongue.

RyderHakubi

With a flourish, the doors of the "Daughter's Tavern" flew open and in stepped a man in a black sleeveless t-shirt, familiar looking cargo jean shorts, and a pair of combat boots.

With a manic looking grin on his face, the boy with a midnight blue ponytail and red bangs took a seat at the bar.  The hair looked rather wet...

Snapping up a menu, Ryder calmly ordered... "I want a Cheeseburger, hold the pickles, with an order of fries and a Sprite.  Please..."
What sort of madness will I create today?"

Dracos

The soup isn't too hot, or too bad.  It's actually quite a treat after some of the travel fare.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Shukuen

Leets couldn't hide his startled gaze at Ryder's rather dramatic entrance.

"What do you think you're doing?" he hissed quietly. "Aren't you supposed to be keeping a low profile?"