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Vessel's ears were still ringing from the show he'd just played.
The crowd had been lively, singing along and shouting their praises towards him and his bandmates. People jumping around and pushing against the barriers - a perfect offering to Sleep, in Vessel's opinion. He could feel the deity's presence even now, as he sat in a seedy bar with his band.
III and IV were laughing, already half-drunk, leaning on each other for support. II sat quietly next to Vessel, turning his glass around in his hand but not drinking. Vessel had a bit of a buzz on, but he wasn't as far gone as the guitarist and the bassist.
His eyes scanned the bar lazily, from the neon decorations flickering above the bar to the other people scattered about who had given him weird looks when he first walked in.
He wasn't really paying attention - absentmindedly sipping on his whiskey as he leaned back in his chair. He was about to get up and tell the band it was time to go, before *someone* caught his eye.
Sitting alone in a booth on the other side of the bar - this person just drew him in. Whether it be the alcohol or not, he felt a need to go talk to them.
He was about to get up and head over, when an invisible force kept him down.
***"Don't."***** The voice was deep and ethereal, ringing inside Vessel's head. *Sleep.*
Vessel swallowed, looking up towards nothing. "Why not?" He asked quietly.
*****"They are not a believer, Vessel. They are not worth your effort."*****
Vessel felt... Conflicted. Obviously, he was a loyal mouthpiece to his deity, and took his every word as gospel. It would be against his very nature to disobey.
But, on the other hand, he *wanted* to talk to this mysterious person. Wanted to get to know them. Believer in Sleep or not. Something like that shouldn't cause too many problems, surely.
"I can convince them," Vessel whispered to the air. "Or.. Maybe we can keep that part out of it."
*****"No,"***** Sleep commanded again. *****"This is not just something to be ignored. They do not believe, so they are not worthy of your attention. Stay. Here."*****
For once in his life, Vessel wanted to go against what Sleep said. Furrowing his eyebrows beneath his mask and pushing himself off the chair he was on, he approached and leaned against the wall close to this person he was so intrigued by.
He felt a slight sting on the back of his neck.
*****"I warned you,"*** Sleep said, before dissipating from his mind.
Vessel shrugged it off - everything would be fine.
"You look lonely," he spoke smoothly, glancing down at them. "What brings you to a sorry place like this?"
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