Sebastian House

[Hayden]

Amongst the skyscrapers, of Moscow lay his brother/father whom he found out most recently that his little brother was in town. Though Hayden was here on Atharim business, he intended to stay for his own reasons. And that meant playing nice with Ethan.

Hayden knew that Ethan was stay in the Moscow house, but he didn't want to go there and let everyone else know he was in town. His father knew. He knew everything. Well maybe not everything, maybe not the reason he stayed in Moscow -- it was more than that's where Nox landed as his mark. And if the other night wasn't an indicator to things, well... he was pretty sure everyone in the world figured out things Hayden didn't want to admit to.  There was more ot it than a simple relationship he liked.

Instead Hayden asked to meet his brother at Sebastian House, not their home, not Ethan's place of work, but the actual bar that sold only the highest quality liquor. No beer on tap, only hard liquor and typically only Sebastian House labels or their subsidiaries.  Or those that paid the price to make it into their well known establishments around the world.  The one in Moscow happened to be on the ground floor where Ethan stayed, and it wasn't early morning nor too late. But it was a drink in the middle of the day.

Hayden't didn't dress up to meet his brother in the high end bar mostly to piss him off, instead choosing to wear all black with a leather jacket instead. It was professional and neat, but he wasn't going to dress up in a monkey suit for a drink with his brother.

Hayden was early and he expected Ethan to be late.

[Legione Sumus]

Ethan Sebastian

It was a round about way to find out his little brother was in town. It wasn't that Hayden had told him. Or even his father, who apparently knew. His father had replied "It's none of your business when it's Atharim business." But Hayden had opened a bar in the Red Light District. Safe Haven or some bullshit like that, another Atharim safe house without all the weapons and gear, just a safe place to spend the night. His father didn't care, Hayden wasn't a great business man, but ran several bars around the world and usually lived above all of them when he was in town.

Hayden had forsaken the name running away from what father had wanted. But he was still in his good graces and Ethan hated him for it. He got everything he wanted and then some and Ethan had to work for every drop of respect. Their father had always loved Hayden more. Even Mia and Ivy saw it, though they loved their little brother.

A meeting ran late, and then there was an emergency phone call and lunch came later than usual. Ethan was more than an hour late and when he called down to the Sebastian House to check if Hayden were still there he was surprised to find that he was sitting at the bar chatting it up with the bartender when he wasn't busy.

Ethan rolled his eyes and pulled on his coat jacket then headed down stairs via the eleveator. It wasn't long before he was waltzing up to his brother "Brother."

"Ethan, nice of you to show up."

"Some of us have jobs."

[Anita]

Some people gawked at having mid-afternoon drinks but for Anita it was just a thing of scheduling. Some days after a rough day, you just wanted a drink. The Sebastian House was a favorite of the MFD, so often after shifts they would go there to hang out before going home. The night before had been pretty crazy with lots of calls. Everything from lift assists to cardiac arrest. It had been a long night.

Anita had come alone, and she planned to stick around a bit. She was nursing the same drink make had bought a half hour ago. Maybe she’d find someone to go home with. She didn’t know. Whatever happened happened. A gentleman had been talking to the bartender since she had arrived, and their discussion had stopped so he could take her order. She hadn’t needed more, so they had gone back to their conversation.

Another man entered and began speaking to the customer. They orobabky knew each other and had set up a meeting. Their business was none of hers. So she turned back to her drink. Maybe more would come soon. She was in the mood to socialize, which was strange after seeing a night of sick people, but that was her life. And for the most part she enjoyed it.