Mark was out in the city, just relaxing for a rare night. He was one that liked being with his pard, however there were times when everyone needed to just relax and have time to themselves. He was sitting at the bar, having a drink and minding his own business. However, his blissful moment was broken when he heard a fight break out and he turned his head to find something flying towards him. He ducked a moment, whatever was thrown crashing behind him. Just great, he was now going to be pulled into the fight. However, he could just sneak out, and that sounded like the best plan. He really didn't want to get into any sort of fight tonight.

Mark quietly stood and headed towards the back door. He didn't need some stupid fight to ruin his night. He was just at the back door when he smelled another leopard that must have been close to him. He looked around a moment, not seeing the person that the smell belonged too. He shook his head and turned around, deciding to head back since it looked like the fight had been broken up. He took only a few steps and hit what seemed to be a brick wall. However the scent of leopard assaulted his senses and he took a step back, looking at whoever it was.

"Hello...name's Mark," He said, nodding to the leopard in front of him. They were about the same ranking, both dominant, he didn't care though. He extended his hand to the person in front of him, a tentative smile on his face.

Having gotten sick of running around in circles Quinn decided to give himself a treat and headed towards the closest Bar he could find.After a quick stop to his hotel room and a change of clothes he was out the door and walking along Main street.He had noticed that most of the clubs seemed to be in the same area so he headed in that direction first.


Sighing Quinn thought about the phone call he had gotten from His old Nirmir-Raj.Seems like the only reason he had been asked to leave so was that the Master of the City could have his pick of the Leopards without Quinn threatening to break ever bone is his body.He shook his head and rubbed the back of his neck wondering how a Man couldchose Power over the happiness of his Pard.That was a thought for another time though because Quinn just manged to run into someone.

Backing up a few steps Quinn shook his head as he took in who he had just tryed to run over.Another male Leopard was looking up at him and offering a hand.

"Sorry 'bout that..Mind was running off on me there, Im Quinn" .

He let his hand fall down and he nodded to him. He could tell that his mind was running on him just from the simple look on his face. Also the fact that he didn't look where he was going. He shrugged a moment and looked around, watching the people around them. They were all pretty much oblivious to the fact that deadly creatures paraded among them. But then again, everyone that was now one of those deadly creatures, or at least half of them, were blissfully oblivious for a while as well.

"Well Quinn, nice to meet you. And please don't take any offense to this, but you look a little worse for the wear. You look like you could use a drink," He said as he looked at Quinn. True, he did look a little worse for the wear, but he was just trying to make conversation. Besides, he wanted to resume his quiet evening. So if he had someone to talk to, that was no big deal. It would actually be nice for a change. "And let me guess...you're from Texas right? I have some family that are from there and they have the same accent," He said as she looked at him, waiting for some sort of reply.

Quinn let a bigger smile slip onto his face at Mark's words.Seems like no body could tell where he was from by just accent alone.Looking down at himself he shook his head.He had thrown on a black pair of pants and a Dark Navy Dress shirt,and of course his hat.

"Yeah,I'm thinking I wanna take you up on that Offer.Could use a Drink after the day I've had.Hope this place ain't formal".
Quinn glanced around at all the people that seemed to be milling about. If the crowds where anything to go by this place most be somewhat decent.

"You have family in Texas..Where's about, If ya don't mind sharing?" Quinn stuck his heads into his black jean pockets as he waited to follow Mark into the Bar.

"Yeah,I'm thinking I wanna take you up on that Offer.Could use a Drink after the day I've had.Hope this place ain't formal. You have family in Texas..Where's about, If ya don't mind sharing?"

He smiled a bit and nodded to him, moving into the bar as he found a few stools open and quickly snagged them, waving the bartender over. This was one of his favorite haunts when he went out. The bartender placed a Guinness in front of him and he nodded to him, grabbing it and shaking it up a bit. "And whatever he wants," He said as he took a swig and looked back at Quinn. "Don't worry, they won't kick you out if you're too dressed up. Though they might give you a goofy look or two. I had an uncle that lived around Austin. He lived in Germany for a few years then moved to Texas, has two kids. They both have heavy accents. What about you? Where are you from in Texas?" He said as he looked around the room, noting all the people.

Tonight was a busy night here apparently and he didn't mind it. It was nice to know that one of his favorite bars was getting business. Besides, if it didn't get business, well then this bar wouldn't be here anymore and he would be sad.

Quinn followed Mark into the Bar ducking slightly to get in the door way. Wasn't easy to be over Six feet but he held his tongue and didnt worry about it to much.Once in the Bar he had to wait a second for his eyes to adjust to the new darkness.The smell of Beer and Human eased over him as he followed Mark up to the bar.Sliding into the empty spot next to his fellow Leoapard he watched as the Bartender walked over to them, a white towel drapped over one shoulder.

Looking the Barkeep in the eyes Quinn nodded slightly."I'll have a Guinness to if ya dont mind". Leaning against the bar top Quinn looked over at Mark.
"Im from a little town right outside of San Antonio."Quinn reached out for the green bottle that was placed in front of him.