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Cecilia sat there in the corner, sitting in a seat, right leg crossed over left knee, watching everyone from afar with somewhat closed crystal-clear ocean blue eyes and long smooth white hair draped down her back and front bangs covering between her eyes. She wore her usual white coat with the hood over her head, covering her from the outside world.

Pulls his tails and sighs "no lying, some people can sense your age here"

He helped and glowered at her. "That was mean...I'm not lying" he looked down at his lap

She kisses his lips and rolls her eyes "even i know better than that"

He pouted, his face beet red, but he didn't try to deny it further. Just hid his face with his tails

She would cuddle close to him, smiling

"I still am legal age where I'm from for tobacc" he huffed grumpily. He glanced at his tobacc pouch thoughtfully

"I know, but not for here hun" she would lick his neck gently

The bartender took a long needed nap at one of the tables. She woke up briefly, hearing noise from the other table. "Just 21 for booze here," Claude groggily said. Her cybernetic eye and nasty scar was exposed nowadays. Speaking of tobacco, she pulled out a crumpled up pack of cheap cigarettes and placed one in between her lips then searched around for a lighter.

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"My... name is Moretón..." The angelic boy said weakly, he wanted to stretch his wings but the ropes had cut into his wings and made them too painful to flex and move. "You're a human... aren't you?" Moretón asked cautiously. "You aren't like them, though, are you? The ones with the scalpels and the other strange stuff..." Moretón stuttered.

"You're safe here" He said whilst wiping oil off of his hands.

He was sitting across from her still asleep. Piano was on Claude's shoulder kneading (making biscuits) on her shoulder.

Onyx shivered "that's not fair though!" He untied his tobacc pouch and lifted it for Irene to see "why take my pipe but not this?"

He glanced at the bar "I've missed my chance anyways, the bartender is back already" he pouted

"That's my oldest daughter....."

"Then tell her to go find my tobacc pipe that was taken bout a year back." He then jangled his coin purse "could help ya"

"How much is in the coin pouch? I don't do stuff for free," Claude said.

"23 gold and a few odd silver and copper" he tossed the pouch to dreal. "Don't believe me? Have you dad count it"

"Are children usually this adamant to get their hands on dangerous substances for you organic bodies like alcohol? "

"It was a gift from my mother" he gave chimerus a look "and yes we 'organics' like it. Helps us forget or not stress"