The perfect balance of danger and charm

Michael was standing by the bar, questioning one of the bartenders about a profile he’d been looking for. The bartender poured a beer for him while she was answering his questions, not telling him anything useful, just the name of someone he’d already talked to. Michael wrote the information down on a notepad when an impatient customer nudged him on the shoulder, trying to get the bartender’s attention. “Would you mind?” he asked, turning his eyes to the man beside of him. He looked down at him for a second, as he clearly had trouble standing straight, leaning halfway up the bar counter. The man ordered tequila shots and Michael scoffed as he returned his gaze to the bartender. “I think you’ve had enough to drink,” he commented, but the guy didn't pay attention as the bartender went ahead and poured his shots. Michael paid for his drink and followed up by giving the girl his business card. “Thank you for your time -- please call this number if you think of anything else,” he said, before he turned around, only to see that the place was full of people. He spotted a free seat across a guy and walked towards him, hoping that he wouldn't mind sharing the table. “Hi,” he greeted, sending him a brief smile. “Is this seat taken?” he asked.

Outfit

Dorian had seeked into a pub to avoid the rain. He had used too much time this morning styling his hair to let the rain ruin it. Not that he wouldn't look just as great with wet hair. He sat by himself with a class of wine in front of him. He prouded himself to be able to tell good wine from the bad - this wasn't good. He still took a sip and let it touch all his taste buds. He preferred the ones in his own wine basement over these. He looked towards a young woman who was watching him from another table She smiled seductively at him, he just turned away. He wasn't in the mood for girl tonight. His gaze moved towards the deep voice that sounded near him. Now they were talking. "No, please," he said and gestured towards the chair. He already knew this man was only interested in women. Such a shame. He was not giving up. It had been a while since he had been on a hunt. "Dorian," he introduced himself and put his hand towards him. He inhaled through his nose to pick up his scent. Angel, interesting.