Wraith watched from his seat across the tavern. So she had friends? Interesting.

" Ci, glad you could make it. " she said with a smile.
" What do you want, Iliandra? " I replied.

" I can't catch up with old friends? "

" No. "

She frowned. " I'm going to go get us some drinks. " She walked over to the bar.

He didn't catch whatever they were saying, but by the look on the women's faces, they were speaking of business. Hm. Interesting. Maybe this was a client?

The bartender looked up at her. " Iliandra, how the hell do you deal with Ci? Shes cold, mean, ruthless..." and Icicle flies straight past his head, grazing him just a little bit. They both glance at Ciki, who wasn't looking at them but her black eyes were icy blue.

Wraith watched with mild amusement. Well, she obviously didn't like being insulted. Good to know.

They both looked at each other. " Anyway, give me 2 glasses of your strongest. " she told the bartender. He did. " Are you seriously going to challenge her to another drinking contest? Shes not human, y'know. " She laughed. " I know. " she picked up the drinks. " All too well..." she muttered as she walked back to the table.

Wraith watched a little more, taking a sip of his own drink. Something about a contest. This would be interesting.

She pushed her drink across the table. " You always get Drunk after the first cup. " Ciki says. Iliandra shrugs, then smiles. " Alright. Go. " She picks up her drink and downs it a little too fast. Ciki chuckles and waits.

Wraith stifled a laugh. That was a rookie mistake. Never drink something so quickly. You'll get a headache and get drunk faster.

She glares at her. Ciki smiles. Then she starts turning red. " Annnnd your drunk. " Ciki says. Iliandra groans. Ciki stands up to leave.