Eliot

[shadows_fall]

Leaving Robin behind, Fox slunk through the bar, weaving through the tables and taking a seat beside the tall, dark haired man. 

"Hello," the imp purred, smiling his sharp little grin and leaning in just a little. "Buy me a drink?"

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[shadows_fall]

"I like treats," Fox said with a little grin and a shrug.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"All right. What are you drinking then, Fox?" Eliot asked, and signaled the bartender.

[shadows_fall]

"You pick," the imp suggested. "I'll try whatever you think is nice."

[eliot_thespectacular]

“Mmmmm okay.” Eliot smiled charmingly at the bartender. “Two gin and tonics. With cucumber if you have some.”

[shadows_fall]

Fox nodded in approval, watching Eliot through sharp, focused looking eyes.

"You are young," he noted, though it was hard to say how he could tell.

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot chuckled. "Sure," he said. "And you are... what...?"

[shadows_fall]

"Timeless," Fox replied cheerfully. "I am an imp. I was born this age, and will fade still this age. I know what I know, and that is all I'll ever know. No growth, no loss. Just a state of always being."

[eliot_thespectacular]

"An imp," Eliot said curiously. Interested. "I don't think I've ever met an imp before."

[shadows_fall]

"We're rare up here, most of my kin stay below, but- I get bored," Fox admitted, shrugging one shoulder.

[eliot_thespectacular]

“So what do you do to alleviate your boredom when you came up here?”

The bartender slid their drinks across the bar.

[shadows_fall]

"Whatever I like," Fox said, taking his drink with a nod of thanks. "Mischief, mostly."

[eliot_thespectacular]

“What kind of mischief?” Eliot grinned.

[shadows_fall]

"Depends on the company," Fox grinned, sipping his drink again. "What sort of company are you, I wonder? A little vandalism? Petty theft? Maybe something more physical..."

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot laughed. “Well. I do bite.”