Don't Drink and Retribute...

Johnathan let out a small sigh, as he leaned back in his confortable seat in the small, rather unknown bar. The atmosphere was very nice, giving off a feeling of home - and it was lead by a spiritually aware human, rarely anyone but Shinigami, Ziamichi or even one time an Arrancar visited this bar. As he sat there, he waited for someone to arrive and come over to the table, while he already ordered two beers. His grey eyes wandered to the door, the Quincy Cross on his wrist glittered a bit in the weak light of this pub.
"Come on Urufu, what's taking you so long again..." With another sigh, he already took a first sip from his beer, before lighting himself a cigarette. Nobody minded smoking in here.

"Again with the smoking?" Urufu asked his brother, as he plucked it from his mouth and dropped it in some random passerby's whiskey while walking by. He had come in a moment ago and ordered two beers. He didn't know that John already ordered them. Setting one down in front of John as he sat across the man, he downed his. He hated beer. Making a face, he grabbed the second one and downed that too. "Oh shit.." He murmured, before walking to the bathroom slowly. Kicking open the door, he pushed a man who attempted to enter the toilet, and proceeded to eject a stream of liquor into the toilet.

"Fuck this blood thing.." Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he turned to the angry man behind him. Man, he looked pretty sauced. Getting an idea, Urufu disappeared. At least, it looked like it. He moved so fast, the man couldn't comprehend his speed. Cracking his hand into the back of the man's neck, he fell to the ground. Dragging the body into the stall, he slammed the door shut, and slit the man's neck. Pressing his lips against the wound, he literally drained the man dry.

Walking out of the stall whistling, he looked his brother in the eye and laughed. "Heeeey bro~" He told his brother, before looking at the worried peoples expression as they walked out of the bathroom. Walking to the bar, he grabbed nearly a gallon of the first liquid in sight. Tossing the man some money, he grabbed his brother by the collar and walking out. "I got this for you, now then.. let's get the fuck out of here." He whispered, as he stumbled through the door, with his brother unwillingly in tow.

"Well, somehow I gotta pass the time till your ass shows up..." John said with a smile after his smoke was stolen. To anyone but Urufu, he would now be pretty much pissed, but the Ziamichi let many things slide when it came to his brother. Many would say that he let way to much slide. Sadly, the Other still seemed unable to drink anything but blood, as proven by his sudden dash towards the toilets.

First he was a bit confused as Urufu also dashed back, grabbed a bottle and him and literally dragged him out, which was no easy task considering how much larger the Quincy was. One step after leaving he actually realized what this sudden 'escape' ment, most likely.
Getting rid of the grip of the Other, he actually now grabbed him on the shoulder in an attempt to force him to look him into the eyes.
"Urufu, I've told you before and I will again. DON'T attack powered humans without reason. Till now I can still protect you through... our friends, but if you continue like this, my influence won't be enough. The other heads will overrule me if they see you as a threat to big to be ignored." Johns usually carefree attitude was pretty damn serious right now, as his grey eyes nearly tried to pierce those of his brother.
Next thing, he grabbed the bottle Urufu bought and drank nearly half of it at once, with a little burp at the end. "Now that the serious shit is out of the way, we had planned to have some fun today, right? Or are you not awesome enough for some after that?" It was like someone took the serious John, kicked him into Hueco Mundo and brought back the overconfident one in under one second.
Johnathan Walker, you are to easy-going. If this continues... what will you do? Fight your brother? Fight your friends?
'I will always find a way, Shiro. You know that I'm awesome like that.'
Still, something is changing about him, and you know it. When we met him, our brother wasn't so... cold.
'Our brother?' No respone from the cat spirit.


[OOC: Orange = talking, Cyan = thoughts, italic = Shironekos voice in Johns head. Urf can only hear the talking, of course. xD]