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Who: Shadow, Open
What: Following up leads on info about the Heartless
When: Late afternoon
Where: Edge, 7th Heaven
Rating: PG

Traveling from town town, and eventually from continent to continent, Shadow had finally heard word of someone who may have more information on the Heartless other than just 'You mean those black thingies?' The only kind of info that he would get from someone getting plastered at a bar.

But it was at a bar where he was told he might run the chance of finding someone who would be able to fill him in on the source of the Heartless, and if was lucky enough, were to find it. He did make a promise to Terra, Firion, and Locke that he would find out as much as he could.

His eyes read the sign above the entry to the bar. Interceptor sniffed at the ground near the door, then looked up to his master.

"Well I've never been to Heaven." he said to his canine companion. He walked through to the inside, Interceptor naturally scouted ahead of him. The doberman pinscher must have smelled food because the stub that was his tail began wag happily. Shadow walked over to the bar and sat upon one of the stools. It wasn't a theme bar, in fact it had a friendly atmosphere separate from the usual 'BEERBEERBEER' pubs he had met clients in. His eyes looked from picture to picture along the walls, trying to get a feel for the owners of the bar.

Threaded | Flat

Kid sighed, toying with a straw as she watched her customers drink themselves. Slightly jealousy ate at her, wishing she could have one as well. But considering her near all of these people, it was a bad idea. So she stuck with an ice cold soda. Her eyelids were drooping, exhausted from the other day of tracking down Denzel. She had no idea summoning Ifrit could be so taxing on her body.

Serge was already on the roof with Glenn, practicing for a rematch against Sephiroth's gang. Denzel was no doubt in the back, or maybe he was already taking orders for everyone; she didn't know and assumed he wouldn't make another mistake like yesterday. As for the recently added Garnet...she had absolutely no clue. In her sleep mode, she hardly cared anymore. The only thing that mattered today was money, and after beating up Glenn for spending so much on that tuxedo, she need a lot of it.

Until she heard another set of footsteps lightly getting into the bar. Taking a shot of the coke, the caffeine woke the thief up, and she greeted her customers. "Welcome to the 7th Heaven! What can I get ya blokes?" Taking another glance, she raised an eyebrow. The dog was certainly not Poshul, not even as big as the pink dog, and his owner caused the brow to be raised higher. He nearly looked exactly like Grobyc did, minus the fact that the cyborg's mask only covered his mouth.