Caritas, Sunday

[suitably_heroic]

The weird had definitely been inside Caritas this week. It was still there, in fact, until the very moment that Atton stepped inside with a sour look on his face and lava singes on his nice boots.

The raccoon suits vanished. The marble? Jumped right back to brick. Even the lava lamps retreated.

"That's right," Atton muttered as he took a few more steps into the bar. "And don't you forget it."

Sometimes, knowing how to glower like a Sith could be really helpful.

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