An Introductory {Open}

[Drake White]

Drake had been traveling through the wastelands for days now until he finally reached the entrance of Raccoon City. With nothing but the clothes on his back and the weapons on his person. The guards greeted him at the gate and checked him over. While he wasn't fully human, he wasn't a bio weapon or tyrant either. His enhanced genetics were subtle enough for him to still read as human on their scanners. He passed the test with flying colors and was allowed to keep his guns on count of self defense. It seems Raccoon City was a shit show these days with people all across the city ending up dead.

Drake entered the city and found himself a bar. The perfect place to get information. He entered the bar and looked around the place. It was mostly empty except a few people and the bartender. Drake went up to the bar and put some cash down on the counter. Isafaro had given him enough to make a place for himself while investigating the city.

"Give me a cold one," said Drake.

"Very well."

The bartender fixed him a quick glass of cold beer and gave it to Drake who took a sip from it.

"I haven't seen you around before," said the barkeep. "You new in town?"

"Just came through."

"What brings you to Raccoon City?"

"Work."

"What kind of work?"

"Personal."

"Take care because people are dropping like flies around here."

"So I hear. What's the news?"

"TYRANT is running around causing cyber attacks on the President's newsfeed while some crazy vampire chick named Maricul is killing people bringing Helsing to the city. There has also been tyrants running around and some force attacked the police station not too long ago. The whole city is going to the wolves."

"Sounds fun."

"If you say so."

The barkeep went back to the TV in the corner as Drake continued to enjoy his drink. That was a lot of information to take in, and now Drake had to decide where to start.

[Zira Firestone]

Zira was enjoying a nice glass of wine when the newcomer came in. He was handsome to say the least. Slick blond hair and pretty blue eyes with a rough exterior that only came from traveling the wastelands. Zira was dressed in a black leather jacket with flame symbols on the sleeves and back. A matching black tank top underneath with black jeans. She stood up from her seat at the booth and moved over to the bar table where the man was sitting.

"He asked for everything but a name. You do have one don't you?"

[Drake White]

Drake took another sip from his glass and then looked up to see a nice little piece of ass now standing next to him. Long black hair and... silver eyes? That was new. She had a nice bust and ass by the looks of it. Good looking leather jacket to boot. She was highly attractive and Drake wanted to buy her a drink and then some. But first he had to think of a name.

"Dan."

It was a simple name not too different from his own spelling, so it would have to do for now.

"How about you, sugar lips?"

[Zira Firestone]

The Firebird could feel the lust that was coming off of this man. It was enough to turn her on. She smiled gracefully at the man and then took a seat on the bar stool next to him.

"Zira."

Dan's mind had impure thoughts that amused the Firebird. Being around enough men made her used to being hit on, and a bad batch of pickup lines that made you laugh. She wondered just how this man would try to get her to bed. It peaked her curiosity.

"Perhaps you would like to buy me a drink."

[Drake White]

"Perhaps I would. Hey, barkeep, give the nice lady here a vodka."

Drake put down more cash money for the barkeep who did what he was told. Pouring Zira a glass of vodka and passing it to her as Drake now had his full attention on the beautiful woman. His mission for now could wait.

"So, you from around here?"