Not the Talon
Inoue stood outside the Talon of Taboo, handed folded behind her back as she looked up at the sign. She had dressed in some of the nicer clothes she had, which was not saying much as most of them were concealed under her patchwork leather jacket. To hear the Slayer and Slayerette talk this was a place where suckheads liked to hang out, so she had brought her full suite of anti-suckhead kit. Stakes, sturdy clothing, tori pendant, holy water, and of course a handful of blessed talismans. That last article was good to have in general, really.
So then why did she still feel nervous?
Inoue's idea of a good time involved a pot of tea, some mushrooms, a kotatsu and a divining board. Or a morning jog just after the sun comes up, the diminishing fog wet on her face and the morning dew sparkling in the early light. This was not that. This was chaos and anarchy and Inoue did not know how she was going to find vampires or cast spells in a place like this.
But that was what Ann wanted her to do, so she swallowed her doubts and stepped through the doors.
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