"You seem like you have a story to tell. I'm just as good a listener as a talker, believe me. Victor has spent many an evening telling me about his alchemic pursuits after all. Not as if you'd much care, I'm sure." he said, inviting himself to sit down by this mystery man. "Henry, of the Clerval clan. And you are?" he chuckled, offering a hand to shake.
Haze shook the man's hand “ haze satein,” he said. He noticed the man's rough hands and unknowingly smiled slightly. “ working man are you?” he asked, noting Henry's gaze “ fancy something about me? Or is it the lights”
"Hmm. I'd say it's the lights. And yes. My father is a merchant, and I used to help on his travels. As well as, I've always had a passion for the outdoors." he said, in the background Victor rose and stumbled to his feet. He wanted to know why Henry was taking so long to come back to their room, and when he saw him with another man, he was close to furious. Close to. He took a shaky breath to keep the outrage from bubbling to the surface, and padded softly forward, placing a hand on Henry to steady himself when he reached the man.
"Ah, Victor! You finally decided to join us! This is my new friend, Haze Satein. A respectable gentleman, I'm sure. And this is Victor Frankenstein, lover of science. I swear, he's married to the concept!"
“ wow, you seem pretty set up here,” he said and chuckled, taking another swig. “ so victor, what exactly do you pursue in science? Myself, I study the stars, map them and only dream of joining them. I've got some family up there id give anything to see. “
Victor looked away. He and Henry knew why they couldn't answer that question. The ghosts were getting louder, the ghosts of family loved and lost. He shook, and fell onto Henry, the larger man holding Victor close-platonically as far as Victor knew, but Henry enjoyed their time together close as long as it would last, as oblivious as the man he'd loved for years was. "He was to be a doctor actually, but my Victor has always loved alchemy."
“ you two seem close” haze said “ should I go?” he asked solemnly, not wanting to disturb the two. “ he can have this seat if he pleases, I am more than willing to give it to him”
Henry shook his head. "On the contrary! I should be going, Victor here doesn't like strangers, to be braving such a crowd in his state would be madness for him and he really should be resting." Henry said, this stranger allured him and he wanted to know more. Meanwhile, someone had stumbled already pretty drunk into the bar, and an air of fear passed over the room as he stumbled to the counter. This was a stranger to Henry and Victor, but to the rest of the patrons here, he was known as Edward Hyde and he was far from a kind man.
Haze, who had enough to drink to forget fear, drew his dagger. If the man started the fight haze would be the first to strike a blow. After all, he hadn't gotten his scars for doing absolutely nothing