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[darknstormy]

Seth Gecko (28) I'm not here to wax poetic. I've done some very messed up things in my life. I'll be the first to admit that. But I'm not your enemy, and I'm not your friend. I'm simply here for what's mine.

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[coyote_mechanic]

[For Mercy she's seen it all, as it were. Men in suits didn't bother her. Much less ones as young as Seth. After all, her husband liked his suits and looked damn good in them too.]

Good. I'd hate for someone to screw you over.

[If anything she's not sure she'd want someone else working on Seth's car. Not that she could see anything happening to it. Though there's no telling what could happen while in Eudio.

When they get there she slips out of the car and shuts the door, locking it and moving around to the front so she can follow Seth into the Den of Thieves.]

That's fine. I don't like my back to the door either. Though I blame my husband for that one and my sensei.

[darknstormy]

[ Another kind stranger. Seth wondered when the other shoe would drop in Eudio. Mercy seemed genuine and he wasn't used to that. Someone who didn't dance around a subject? Sure. Looking out for him at hello? No. That just didn't happen for him other than Kate.

Sonja had briefly made him a believer but he could always feel something wasn't right. His spidey sense didn't ring there with Mercy. Seth took a long, cleansing breath and held the door as she walked through. ]

I blame life circumstances.

[ Mention of her husband put him further at ease. They were just people of the opposite sex having a drink, nothing for him to guilt about. He would still be pissed if Kate did the very same thing but wouldn't put any thought into that now. ]

Sensei? What kind?

[ Enough kung fu flicks as a kid, Seth was fascinated with martial arts though never saw himself fighting in a disciplined style. He was a brawler by nature and would remain that way until the day he died. What he couldn't handle with his strength, he was smart enough to pull a gun out first or con his way out of the trouble. So far, anyway.

They sat at a table that suited them both. He called out a drink order to the bartender who asked as they passed by. ]

You still wanted to try the whiskey, right?

[ Seth confirmed after ordering in typical fashion for him. Whiskey wasn't the bourbon he ordered but in the same family. Hopefully he didn't fully confuse Mercy. ]