Person: @aurelientrader Location: Veil of Veins Notes: Pit stop before the end of the world Isak would like to think that he is a fairly rational person. He is relatively calm and collected, cynical sure, but he has a good head on his shoulders, Vlad had never had to stitch that back on. But even he has his breaking points and he would blame months of frustration for the complete tantrum he'd thrown in his apartments. He'd blame being at Veil of Veins on it, too. Such a place was not somewhere he frequented; he didn't have time for the spectacle of it all. He still doesn't, he moves through the doorway and to the bar, asks for something strong enough to kill a horse, and it's only when he has his pint in hand does he survey the crowd. The dregs of the Progress Day crowd, tourists, fellow vampire stopping in to mingle with the locals, and - "What are you doing here?" He was sitting across from Aurelien in the plush booth the second he spotted him, moving through the crowd with a speed and grace that'd be out of place if they were anywhere else.
