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Life had been quite boring since Sorcha took off on her own to research her ever changing powers. He hoped she got what she wanted from the other witches. In the meantime, he needed to do something with his life. He was tired of standing still. He could go back to hunting the hunter that took out his prodigy but he needed something before that. He needed a drink, for one. He headed into the warehouse district and heard some music coming from a plain looking building. Intrigued, he headed to the door, only to find himself in a supernatural cesspool of music, drugs, and dancing. He'd never heard of this place before so he made his way to the bar, where he leaned toward a bartender. "What's this place called?" The woman gave him a sultry smile, leaning just enough to show off some cleavage in her low cut shirt. "Syn, sugar, and you can call ME whatever you like." She gave him a wink and a giggle. He nodded and moved away from the bar, heading toward a dark corner so he could see the whole bar better. |