An hour later they had settled into a U shaped booth at the diviest dive bar Beau had ever seen- and as a poor student he had been in some dumps before. Bianca had insisted on a specific table, her and Bronson obviously saying something convincing to have the people already sitting there move.
He was eying the large handsome black man that had traveled with them. He was very imposing. His eyes were covered by brown contacts but they were jarring as the brown was too light. He took up the half of his side of the booth, with Toby and Beck wedged between him and the Japanese cyberpunk that had met them there. The punk was striking and it was hard to look away from them- their contacts were deliberately fake- a purple colour and their mohawk was teased up with long differently coloured strand
