Alistair only drinks one thing these days, but the bar is still an attractive destination for him, because it offers opportunities for nocturnal people-watching. And perhaps also some social interaction, if no escape presents itself. His years in the Camarilla have taught him the importance of showing one's face around town and getting to know who's who.
There's a small gin and tonic in front of him, as a sort of disguise, but he hasn't touched the stuff.
If Isabela's trip to the bar is an evening one, he'll be there, unobtrusively sat with his chin on one splayed out hand. Half-there. It's noisy in here, at least for him, inside his skull. For every chattering drinker there's a medley of shouted suggestions in his mind, giving him fantastic supernatural insight into how it feels to start having a headache.
Her voice cuts through the sound. He looks up with interest.
A game played with cards, says a silent voice in his ear, and it's all he can do not to sarcastically thank it out loud.
"Madam, I don't know that particular game," he says instead, "but cards were once a vice of mine, if you don't mind playing the teacher."
[ ooc: hi hello! i realised halfway through this tag i'd need a permissions post and scurried away to write it, it's here and the essential gist of it is 'may i do vague undirected magical insight?' ]
Alistair Grout | VtM: Bloodlines | the bar
There's a small gin and tonic in front of him, as a sort of disguise, but he hasn't touched the stuff.
If Isabela's trip to the bar is an evening one, he'll be there, unobtrusively sat with his chin on one splayed out hand. Half-there. It's noisy in here, at least for him, inside his skull. For every chattering drinker there's a medley of shouted suggestions in his mind, giving him fantastic supernatural insight into how it feels to start having a headache.
Her voice cuts through the sound. He looks up with interest.
A game played with cards, says a silent voice in his ear, and it's all he can do not to sarcastically thank it out loud.
"Madam, I don't know that particular game," he says instead, "but cards were once a vice of mine, if you don't mind playing the teacher."
[ ooc: hi hello! i realised halfway through this tag i'd need a permissions post and scurried away to write it, it's here and the essential gist of it is 'may i do vague undirected magical insight?' ]