Booze & Smokes Around [Raiden]

[FERGHUS]

Ferghus had been grateful to himself that he calmed down as he did after that memorial service. While the old man didn't find complete closure on the matter, he at least made an attempt to further his recovery. Step one was booze and alcohol, and boy did he enjoy this place he discovered in Tecton City! Who knew in the butt smack middle of the desert was a bar that allowed INDOOR smoking!? Granted, he didn't have the expansive personal space the lion had at certain other... places, but the bar itself had plenty of room for larger digimon like him. The bartender slid the Leomon his drink, the lion's almost gargantuan hand swiftly grasping the bottle.

Smoke escaped the old lion's mouth as his cigarette was removed. If anything would make this bar much more enticing, it would be the option to buy cigarettes, and more expensively, cigars to further his pleasure. Oh wait, IT DID! "Must say, don't know where yew fokes git such gewd quality," Ferghus half muttered. The bartender grinned, continuing his work as the Leomon chugged down half his beer. That paycheck most certainly added to his increased pleasure in getting over someone's death. After all, he had the common opportunity blow it on the two things he enjoyed the most!

Well, the two things he enjoyed the most were more so just his current activities as he sat here. The cigarette was lowered towards the counter, the tobacco and other chemicals mashed together now squashed within an ash tray that had seen better days. Ferghus wasn't the only 'mon or human around here who took pleasure in coming to this joint. Made the lion wonder if Hyde would enjoy this bar. Then again, the old man never had asked his boss what he enjoyed, nor did the mercenary even know if that guy was of age!

"Let me bum that there lighter," the Leomon grunted, being handed the cheap plastic container to light up another cigarette. The bar was relatively empty, but from what he overheard recent events seemed to spook the local digimon more than usual. Some who had never been to the human world worried about that attack on Tokyo. At this point Ferghus would enjoy company who wasn't all about the stupidity and bullshit the world had to offer. As long as he could enjoy his booze and smokes, the old feline wouldn't have any problems to yell at.

Raiden

[Raiden]

Raiden wasn't a stranger to bars in the least bit, but he often had to hide the fact that he smoked while he drank which lead to him being kicked out of quiet a few of them over the years and even banned from one or two. So it was a pleasant discovery to find out that there was a bar right in the center of Tecton City that allowed someone to smoke inside while drinking. He opened the door with half a bottle of beer in his hand and quickly chugged what was left of it down before sitting down at the counter a seat away from a rather large Leomon.

Raiden in a chipper mood took out his pack of cigarettes and lit one with the golden lighter he had on him. The one thing that was constant in his life, aka the one gift he didn't throw away after it became useless or broken. Looking at the large Lemon he smiled and patted him on the back once before saying “what brings a big guy like ya to a place like this?”

[FERGHUS]

Maybe he should open a bar himself. End this nonsensical traveling and taking jobs from random strangers. The old man could make it like this one, where folks could drink and smoke to their hearts' content. Yet, would that have really solved anything? That bar would've just been a place for Ferghus to remain selfish. But then, he's always been selfish in some manner. Blowing out smoke with his cigarette in hand, his large paw grabbed the bottle of alcohol, swirling around the liquid contents inside. Nobody else seemed to have wandered in here, and the ones that were here apparently wanted nothing to do with the Leomon.

As he turned, the door opened up to reveal a rather... tall looking human. Taller than what most would consider normal. Even digimon knew that humans could only get so big! It was a chance to hopefully have someone to talk to regardless. The old lion would test this guy. So, he turned back in his seat, leaning over the bar's counter. Strangers weren't a particular danger to Ferghus, unless he had the gut feeling something was up. This time, everything was okay. Now things would get even MORE interesting once the new guy sat down next to him.

That pat on the back was rather friendly, a bit too much in some regard. Despite his raised brow he couldn't help but humor this man, "Pfeh, don't go assumin' Ah ain't the kind ter go bar hoppin' every time Ah finished a job. Fer lack of better words, ain't mah first rodeo. Wanted ter setter down and relax a bit befer headin' off. Got booze, and Ah can smoke here and ain't nobody can say a thang 'bout combinin' the two. This here bartender's got a smart idea lettin' fokes do both in a bar. Quite a few don't allow me ter smoke indoors."

Another puff of smoke escaped his jaws. Removing the cigarette again, the lion chugged down a good portion of his drink, "Yew normally a friendly kinda feller or yew just in a gewd mood? Most fokes comin' in here are either young an' dumb, or got somethin' on their minds and decide to dissolve it all into alcohol."

Raiden

[Raiden]

“Well shit the big lion gots spunk and a good tongue on him.” Raiden said with the grin on his face as his beer arrived and he slammed back the entire drink without a care in the world. “Heh, most drink to forget or to prove, I drink for fun. So what brings Mufasa into this place? Drinking sorrows away or ya got something to prove? Cuz I'll be honest ya don't look like the type to be boasting to some dumb youngblood. Most of them can't handle their liquor anyways.” Raiden tapped his glass for a moment waiting to get another drink while he listened to what the leomon had to say.

It wasn't often that he found someone to just sit and chat with, this big guy seemed to be alright for the moment, but that could always change, however he was ready if something did go south, but really he was just hopping to get a few drinks and talk for a while. With only half of a cigarette left he took his pack from out of his pocket and pulled another out as he finished off the one in his mouth lighting it with the last embers from the first one.

FERGHUS