(Writing for Alex tonight.)

Alex huffed softly before peeking outside the door to his room at the manor. Couldn’t take it anymore. So sick of being around here. Of being told what to do an how to behave. Pretending to be something he knew he wasn’t.

Sneaking out, Alex headed out of Ishgard. He wasn’t about to go drinking at the Forgotten Knight. Too many times he’d gotten into fights there or nearby. Probably the worst idea of all. Instead he went for the bar in the southern part of the Shroud. At least there he’d never been tossed out before.

Alex sat down at the bar and ordered himself a bottle of something strong. The duskwight had no self control when it came to drinks. He’d likely drink and find somewhere to crash not far away. The stress of dealing with Lord Rillek was getting to him slowly. So why not drink the night away.

A familiar miqo’te male taking a seat beside him. Ordering a drink for himself before glancing over towards Alex as he nursed his drink. The man giving Alex a rather toothy grin.

“Been a time. I was beginning to think ya dead finally. No need to torture anyone else lately?”

“No. I’ve been busy, friend.” Alex replied with a shrug before taking a long draw from his bottle. “I’ve got a lot on my plate right now.”

“I heard ya gone soft. Got a lady and joined a House in Ishgard.”

Alex snarled softly before reaching to grab the man by the shirt collar. It only made him laugh as all eyes turned on them. Not that there were many this time of day but still enough.

“It’s none of your damn business.” Alex growled threateningly.

“Now now. Show a little self control. Unless ya want tossed out of here.”

Alex let go of the man’s shirt with a snort. Returning to his drink and trying to pretend the other man wasn’t there. Not that it worked. His old ‘friend’ wasn’t going to let this go.

“There is a price, Alexois. To everything. Yours is coming due.” The man downed his shot before giving Alex one more sinister smile. “Traitor.”

Alex watched warily as the miqo’te left. Fully expecting a dagger in his back. Thankfully it didn’t happen. One less injury to have to explain to Kohina. Debating if he was even going to tell Kohina about this encounter. No this was probably best left unsaid. He’d never really told anyone about the things he’d done with the bandits out here. This was something he wasn’t ready to explain. Especially some of the darker details of what went on. What he did…

Sighing heavily before downing the rest of the bottle.