All That Jazz

all that jazz,

@open - words - notes <3

Hephaestus pulled a cigarette out of his leather jacket. The night air was cool, and the breeze caressed his scruffy face gently. There was nothing like taking a jaunt down Bourbon street to clear ones thoughts. Heph strutted his stuff down the old concrete before his ears began twitching to a lovely tune. There was a melody not too far from where he had stopped. He listened closely before picking up on the vibrations.

The sound of jazz music flooded Heph's ears as he neared one of the bars along the busy street. Hephaestus puffed on the dying cigarette before throwing it on the street. He stomped on it a few times to make sure it was out before he opened the doors to the bar. Inside was a magnificent jazz band playing, with the most beautiful front woman he had seen in a long time. It had been a while since Heph could even think of a woman as beautiful since he had lost his past love in a fight between werewolf clans. The young man was clearly distraught and figured that the best way to get rid of his sorrows was to drown them in alcohol. Perhaps this was the night that he would find someone to take home to help him forget Florence.

Heph walked up to the bar and ordered himself a top shelf whiskey. The glass was immediately placed in front of him. He paid the bartender and casually sipped at his drink as he scanned the bar for an innocent, or not so innocent, looking female. Heph's brow furrowed at the level of success he was currently having. It was zero. Discouraged, Hephaestus thought it would be best if he changed positions. Perhaps he would have better luck with women sitting at one of the tables facing the stage.

He found an empty table and sat himself in one of the seats, letting his boots occupy another.

princess jellyfish @ adox