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He has been drinking for some time.

Apparently, in this city of bright lights, gold coins go a very long way. Athos hadn't travelled very far from the door, sitting himself upon a stool and beginning to make his way through as much wine as he possibly could. Two bottles in, he has made a great friend of the bartender, who does not mind that Athos has little to say to him. There are gold coins for the taking and Athos has no care for money. He has plenty of money. He is a Comte living in a hovel. He has more money than he knows what to do with.

The wine of the future tastes empty, though, as though it lacks in strength. He has been given many odd stares for his weaponry, but Athos will not dismiss them, knowing that he is not so dangerous when he is drunk. After all, he can still shoot from five paces away and if Porthos can shoot a melon off Aramis' head when drunk, then Athos can wear his weapons.

When he looks up, after another glass, he now realizes that he is not alone. "How long have you been here?" Athos asks of the beauty beside him, puzzled and rather worried that he is lapsing time.

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[slutbomb]

They are partners in moderate unfamiliarity, at least. A fact brought on with some surprise, as Faith has found herself more accustomed to cheap whiskey and warmer beer in English bars than the way Vegas is serving it up to her.

These days she finds herself ordering things and using words like neat just to make sure she's not getting watered down spirits. Her constitution as a slayer already makes it difficult to get properly buzzed, and today she's looking for something very beyond buzzed.

"Been here since you sat down," she says with a chuckle. At first Faith had thought Athos to be a costumed actor from one of the shows, but a closer look found his weapons to be more authentic than that would require (not to mention: gold coins?). She'd stuck around just in case he was interested in using them for more than show. She reaches out a hand in introduction, though, lest he forget her again. "Faith."