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Post by branden on Nov 9, 2008 20:36:05 GMT -5
Branden was out and about, just checking out the local haunts around Egypt. Why the heck was he here? He was not from around these parts, and even though he liked to travel, he would never move here. Too much sand. Branden rather prefered the forests, or good ol' London any day.
He continued to walk down the streets, just looking about and what not, until he found a local pub. Maybe a drink would help him settle his nerves? "It's worth it, I guess." Branden said quietly, soon entering the sandy looking pub. Maybe that would help him out indeed. The sun was bright as a newborn flame, and bit hotter than usual. Just great.
Branden was now feeling a bit better, as he was out of that hot sun and soon enough he was at the bar, ordering a drink. Alcohol was a nice sort of retreat, but he tried to stay away from it most of the time--he just figured it would be worth it on this day. The young werewolf waited for a moment in silence, soon recieving his drink, and after taking some of the cool liquid in, he felt a bit more relaxed.
"I suppose it's not that bad. Just another reason to get away from it all." Branden said quietly, soon drinking from his glass again. There was an odd music about the pub now, and it seemed different--not something he was used to. Weird. But still it had some sort of taste to it--nothing special by his standards. But it would do for now. Or so he thought. |
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