Crossroads and Cocktails [Veralia/Verdada,]

"Oh don't you worry. 'Ve been doin plenty a lurkin the past few days." A low, gravelly voice muttered as the soft groan of leather marked a stranger sitting across from the woman, short, blonde hair and striking blue eyes were the more immediate features of the man that sat down and looked the arrancar dead in the eye.


"Not often a visitor comes rolling into town." The man murmured. He was hardly skinny, pretty fairly built, but not quite what one might call a brute. His outfit was mostly white leather, but the glint of steel in the opening of his jacket showed that he wasn't just some random stranger. Especially not with the way he was staring the woman down.

"I'm a bit of specialist around these parts, I like to make sure the town is nice and clean. I don't like a mess to clean up. And so I wanted to check in on the town's newest visitor." A lopsided little smile showed across his face as he raised his hands, a playfdul little smirk on his features. "You could say I specialize in welcoming people." He explained, pulling up the menu. "Whether that's ....helping them find a nice spot to settle for some rest. Or guiding them to a town that's....better suited to them" He glanced briefly back up at Veralia.

"You planning on staying. Or are you just passing through?" He asked, his voice just a hint firm now as he made clear that he was assessing the arrancar's intentions. Not quite an outright threat or hostility, but certainly a healthy dose of incredulity.

Of course, it was at that point, that the waitress arrived and set a fresh drink infront of Ver, offering a napkin beside it before offering a smile to the both of them.


"Howdy there! Name's Verdada. Stace had a little bit of a mishap in the kitchen so I'll be yer waitress for the rest of the evening! Anything else I can get you two?" The bespeckled arrancar would ask, looking between the two seated individuals. Clearly unaware that the man had only just joined Ver.

The young man smiled at that, pleased to see the response from Veralia. "Is that right? Glad to hear it. Always nice to have a bit of fresh blood in the town now and then." He slowly stood up, peeling a card from his coat and planting it onto the table. "Name's Zyph. If you ever need any help, let me know." He noted with a sly smirk, before turning to the Waitress herself and offering a lopsided nod. "Her bill is on me. Have a good one." He informed her, before turning and taking his leave of the table.


Verdada herself blinked a few times, but didn't make a fusss about it. Zy, she'd learned, was just like that, in the week or so she'd been helping out here. "Ahah, well uh. Of course Miss! Did you want a refill, or something else?" She ventured with a tilt of her head and a warm smile on her face as she waited for Veralia to make a decision. Of course she recognized another arrancar, and no doubt Ver's own pesquisa would pick that up without issue, but she hardly brought it up. focusing instead on just getting the woman's drink. After all, the shift was almost over soon as she got this table squared away, she resisted the urge to put any urgency in her voice. Besides, not like she had any plans, just finish up the shift and make sure it ends on a good note, right?

Verdada smiled lopsidedly as Veralia took such things in stride, and she couldn't help but be reminded a little of someone. The soft crackle of her fingers digging into the wood of the table sounded as she stared at the woman for a few long seconds before giving a slight chuckle. "Nothing around these parts. If you want a real kick, there's a brewmaster down in the valley that has some fancy kicks, perfect for tourists looking to have a good time. If you're brave enough for it." She hummed, picking up one of the empty plates infront of Veralia and then glancing up over the rim of her glasses with a sly smile.

"But~ If you're looking for trouble. I can imagine a few places you might like. Just depending on what ....species of trouble you're looking for." A knowing wing offered as she did. Not flirtatious, but that slow, subtle tip of the hat that informed Veralia that what Verdada had to offer wasn't quite something worthy of the general public.

Well that sure was easy, Verdada kept up that friendly smile as she watched the woman. She really was just taking this all in huh? Not even the slightest hint of uncertainty or consideration about Verdada's phrasing. No follow up questions? No scrutiny? The woman seemed all too happy to just take whatever came at her.

What a reckless bitch~

Picking up the plates she offered a little nod to the woman, that friendly customer service smile still firmly on her lips as she gava knowing nod. . "Afraid that'll have to wait until the end of my shift. But if you're really interested. Meet me out on the North Corner after Five. If you can be a little patient until then, I'd be more than happy to show you around. There's a side of town that's been giving Blue-eyes quite a bit of trouble the last few months. I'm sure he might even be thankful if you could clean things up a little." She assured the woman. She had a pretty good idea of what an arrancar would be looking around for, especially asking for trouble. And well. She'd also seen the looks the woman was giving the sheriff.

Verdada perked a brow slightly as she was about to take her leave and Veralia seemed to have other things in mind. Briefly, she felt a slight tremor of confusion. Was she trying to play hard to get? But Verdada was the one making offers, why would she care if Veralia didn't make it? The opener was such a weird transition that she almost missed the implication that the woman seemed to not trust her. Mentions of not being trustworthy, about lies and all that shit. Awful indirect for an arrancar, maybe showing this woman toward trouble wasn't a good idea after all. They might just rip the woman's spine in half.

"Caution is understandable, just as understandable as fear. If you decide not to show up, I'll understand~" She stated with a crooked smile, before promptly turning her back on the woman and heading off to take the dishes back to the kitchen. A bit amused, to say the least, by Veralia's attempt at applying pressure. Still, she supposed she'd find out if the woman's caution kept her away. It wasn't as if she had anything to lose.