Bright Interval

[Kauket]

"Energy Whiskey? You know, I can memorise the specifications if you want. " She tapped the side of her head, "Having an AI in your brain is pretty useful for memory. Ah, doesn't matter. I'll just see if they even have it. "

She shoved her hands into her pockets, shrugging. Unlike him, she was not particularly phased by willingly walking into a crowd of people. Although there was some element of distrust, exposure, certain vulnerabilities put her on mild edge. In reality, she knew went through a concealed scanner earlier, and now once more as she entered the bar, another wave of coldness streamed down her spine for that brief moment as the implants detected the disturbance. The crowd was vast, vibrant and varying with the on-going events being presented upon various screens around the interior. At first, it was a little too much to bare so much going on all at once, to grasp and analyse every action, particularly roused to be on edge by the quick jolt of the concealed scan that tickled the inner machinations. Still, the moment was admired for how intricate social meets up can be, and how so much could happen within a tiny area.

Dulling out the noise with a release of air to reorientate herself along with her optic, she pressed on to the bar regardless, slipping past the assortment of clustered tipsy people to join a busy queue.

Sighing, she silently muttered to herself, "Oh, it's going to be a long noon. "

She waited for what appeared to be a prolonged amount of time, but was merely three minutes. Idle chatter had helped speed the process up, inquisitively inquiring to another person in the queue about the races. Raven would be otherwise occupied for those ten minutes of attending the bartender.


Later, she ventured out with two glasses, one 'energy whiskey' and one that appears to be a kahluá of sorts. A dumb smile was upon her face as she scouted out for Vincent's table, careful as to not trip up. Spotting him drooping into his personal device, she chuffed, expecting nothing more from him. Arriving with the goods, she placed down the glasses to each side, sitting adjacent from him, briefly peering over to the view of the sea side before glancing back to him.

"Sorry about that. Big queue. Had to ask the bartender some, uh, questions. "

The stupid smirk remained on her face, seemingly being amused by something. Or maybe she really was excited for the drink.

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