Blue Streak

Chapter 3: Blood

A man slowly walks to The Drunken Meteor, a bar just a couple of blocks away from his apartment. He just got off a bus after clocking out of his job in the Information-Gathering section of the Society of Asteroid Powered Heroes Building. He was tired, he's been working overtime due to the recent situations in the Asteroid's Ring. He was mostly shocked by the betrayal of Portal. The man didn't think that Portal would have the guts to fight against the Society, knowing that the Society kept each of them under control.

He was concerned, the Society didn't allow the news to come out.

"To avoid panic among the public. Huh." The man scoffs, whispering to himself.

However, he still doesn't know why Portal did so. Although he worked at Info in the headquarters, his position was still low enough that he couldn't access much information.

The man has arrived at The Drunken Meteor and has taken a seat on a stool just beside the bartender, who was wearing a patterned vest, with a white long sleeve shirt underneath. The type of clothes you'd expect a bartender to wear.

"Hmm, fuller than usual, eh? Drinkmaster?"
The man talks to the bartender.

"Yeah, just some people who work in the bank nearby. I think it's some anniversary... or a retirement party? Bahh I don't know, I forget."
Drinkmaster, the bartender of The Drunken Meteor shrugs.

"Well? How about you, Sean? How's your da—"

"v..vvv...vodka *hic* please."
A drunk woman wearing a uniform suddenly interrupts the Drinkmaster, and slams her shot glass into the counter.

"Okay dear, this is your last one, okay? Just a second, Sean."
Drinkmaster snaps his finger, and suddenly a bottle of whiskey floats, and pours itself into a shot glass.

"As I was saying, how's your day, Sean?"
Drinkmaster turns around, and snaps his fingers, then a glass then starts to wipe itself with a clean cloth. Drinkmaster turns back around.

"Ahh, I don't know. It's been really messy at work."
Sean sighs, and raises his left index finger. Drinkmaster sees this, and snaps his fingers twice, a shot glass suddenly fills up by itself.

"Thanks."
Sean drinks the shot.

"Always welcome to serve, anyway, what's happening at work that you're so... uh... you're so like that right now?"
Drinkmaster suddenly leans in towards Sean, interested in what Sean was gonna say.

"Well.. I'm not allowed to say."
Sean sighs, and raises his left index finger, and again, the glass fills itself up.

"Aww, really?"
Drinkmaster then backs away, expressing disappointment.

"Yes, really."
Sean sighs.

"Okay..."
Drinkmaster replies.

They were silent, only the noises of the bank workers could be heard.

"How about this, I give you..."
Drinkmaster looks around at his collection of drinks, and after a few seconds, picks a bottle up.

"This bottle, just to tell me what's been going on lately."
Drinkmaster presents the bottle to Sean.

"Ah, no, DM. If they find out I told anyone, I'd be arrested."
Sean, although tempted by the bottle, doesn't accept.

"Besides, that bottle looks... expensive."
Sean eyes the shiny bottle.

Drinkmaster puts the bottle down on the table, and sighs. After a few seconds, he raises the bottle up to present it to Sean again.

"I insist. I know you had a birthday a month ago, Sean, and I didn't get the chance to get you anything."
Drinkmaster smiles at Sean.