Kat rolled over onto her side and fell off the bed with a soft thump. She woke up immediately and shook her head a bit. "Ow.." She groaned slightly and stood back onto her feet. Kat was about to just crawl back into the bed but her ears twitched and she sensed someone else was in the room with her. She turned around and saw another male Neko laying on the couch asleep. "Hmm?" Kat questioned and tilted her head to the side. Where did he come from? She thought to herself and went out into the bar to find Trauma.

Trauma heard a thud come from the bedroom and he shook his head knowing either they were fighting, or someone fell off the bed from sleeping and rolling over. "Not my way of waking up" Trauma said as he seen Kat come through the hallway into the bar. He slide the plate over to her as she stepped to the counter. "Breakfast" He said, lighting another cigarette quickly and huffed on it as he stared at her. He knew that she must have been hungry so that is why he slid it toward her.

Kat rubbed her eyes and looked at the food, then outside. "It's still dark outside." She chuckled a bit and took a seat in front of the plate of food. "Why is there another Neko in the room?" Kat asked right away, just out of curiosity. She then looked down and gazed at the salmon, so hungry she wanted to eat it all in one gulp but she didn't want to seem like a pig. Kat grabbed a fork and ate as slow as she could.

Trauma, raised an eyebrow and looked at her eat the salmon slowly, he knew she was trying to retain manners in front of him. "Do I seem like the kind of guy that cares is a lady has table manners or not, no need to starve yourself" Trauma said to her with a wink as he took another puff of his cigarette. "There is another neko in there, had a sip of my Yhunson bomber on rocks last night and dropped him, so he passed out and I let him bunk in the bar" Trauma said as he flicked his ashed in the ashtray.

Kat ate a little faster. "Sorry, I just don't want to feel sloppy." She looked over at him. "A new, strong drink you've come up with? Interesting how something such as that could be so dangerous." Kat said, a bit concerned for the Neko.

"I dont want you to kill over from trying not to be sloppy, and starve to death, so by all means...eat faster if you want" Trauma said puffing on his cigarette again, blowing the smoke near the fan, so it will disperse and not hit Kat's face. "The drink is not dangerous, it will just put you on your ass in a second" Trauma said pouring him a glass of Yhunson Bomber and gulped it down without a problem. He winced for a moment at the burn in his throat before shaking his shoulders and setting the glass down. just one of those things you get used to Trauma thought to himself as he watched the girl eat, waiting on more customers to show.

Mishi awoke and sat up. He rubbed his head and moaned. "What the hell was in that." Mishi stood up and immediatly fell over onto the floor with a thud. He stood up once more and swayed side to side. His vision blurred and his head hurt. stumbled out of the room and tripped and fell down the stairs.

Kat gazed at Trauma. "Interesting, and you're not affected by it?" She asked him and then looked over at some ruckus that was going on at the stairs. She saw the Neko male tumble down the stairs and felt concerned. "Are you alright?" She asked.

Trauma turned his attention to the loud sound that was urupting from his stairway. Soon later he seen the neko boy Mishi from ealier fall down into his flooring. "Morning sunshine..do both of you know how to step out of bed without breaking a damn bone?" Trauma said with a light laugh as he poured himself another Yhunson Bomber. "Told you Mishi, that drink would stone cold you with a cup..didnt think you would drink it" Trauma said holding his cigarette in his hand as he downed the drink with a gulp and shivered slightly, then quickly bringing his cigarette to his lips and huffing the smoke slowly. "There is some salmon in the back, want some?" He asked Mishi who was still on his floor yet to get up.

Kat chuckled. "I only rolled onto the floor. But I'm glad I'm not into drinking much. Maybe when I become a warrior I might." She blushed at her fantasy and then looked at Trauma. "I don't know how you could put your body through all of that."

"Yes some, salmon, i want." He said as he got up rubbing his head again and slowly walking towards a bar stool and sitting down. He moaned again "ugh, what the hell was in that drink." He looked at Kat, his vision still blurry. "Hello there miss."

Trauma went to go take a puff of his cigarette before he had heard her last statement. He turned his head to gaze at her, his eyes sharpening as he stared into hers. His ears shot up slightly as he began to speak. "Your mistaken, not torture, but to many a stimulate to relax ones self from hyperactive fury, relaxation of stress, temporary blot of memories" Trauma said softly pouring her a shot glass of whiskey and a glass for mishi as well, as soon as he stood up. "Being a warrior isnt as fabulous as it used to be sweetheart, you would be surprised with all the washout warrior drunks that come to my bar telling stories of their past, and how fucked up there future is of it, how there is no work for them anymore" Trauma said sliding the glass to her, bringing his cigarette back to his lips to taste the smoke once more.

Kat nodded a greeting towards the Neko boy. "Hi there." She then turned to Trauma when he spoke and listened. "Well, I hope it'll be better for me. Maybe a war will break out soon and they'll need me for greater defense." She looked down at the drink and decided to go ahead and gulp it down. It burned Kat's throat and nose a bit but she liked it better than smoking.

Trauma nodded lazily as she spoke. "Maybe" Trauma said as he gulped two cups after another of vodka. He was feeling well that day and her talk of War was making him wonder, what if something did break out in Vildar and there was perhaps a draft of war, would she be so strong then, would she live up to her word and protect Vildar from anything at any cost. He though she was just young and had an overactive imagination but he was liking her company. "Mishi you can help youself to the salmon in the back" Trauma said re-pouring another glass of vodka for Kat seeing as she handled the first glass pretty well.

Kat smiled and nodded to him, accepting the vodka and drinking that one down as well. She enjoyed hearing about war, it always made her imagine herself being somewhat of a hero to the people. She finished up her plate of salmon and slid the empty plate to Trauma. "Thank you once again for everything."

Truama stared at her as she downed another glass of Vodka. Trauma liked a girl that could drink, not for the fact they act easy when they are drunk, but the fact that he could finally drink with someone that could keep up with him having to tend to them before he got his buzz. "Wanna shot of Yhunson Bomber sweety?" Trauma said lazily as he pulled out a large bottle slightly in the shape of slender lamp, silk wrapping tucked around it snugging to the bottle perfectly. "But I have to warn you, you will end up like that neko boy over there with one cup" Trauma said, sliding the cup of bomber to her temptingly, seeing if she was much like him and take barely any effect to it.

Kat gazed at the drink nervously, not really sure if it would be safe to try any or not. "I-I don't know. I can handle stuff like Vodka but I'm not sure if I could handle this drink. Maybe I'll just take it semi-easy for right now. And if I don't pass out from it I might just act goofy which isn't good either." Kat giggled a bit.