sean walks into the Neon Burn with his skateboard in hand and a hemp backpack on his back, and a huge smile on his face. He looks around the smiling and saying "Hello." to everyone who locks eyes with him. He walks to the bar looking for Orphan.

The neon burn is in full swing as always. The owners, Orphen and Xian have a little philosophy about keeping as many sleepers around at all times as is possible to avoid the eyes of the technocracy.

Lately it has worked wonders, they havent even seen another awakened for months...

When Shawn fights his way through the crowd of patrons to the bar he will find the blue haired Orphen working there.

He never changes, long blue hair and odd raver pants, a tanktop if he wears a shirt at all.

He will turn from servings drinks to a bunch of girls sweaty from dancing and come face to face with Sean. His eyes will widen as well as his grin.

'No shit, Seanie Verday back from the dead.'

Seans huge smile grows even larger, when he sees orphan. "How are you? It has been too long man." He Looks around the bar to see if Xian is around.

Orphen will point up at one of the catwalks where Xian is applying his special brand of correction to someone who violated one of the mutable house rules...

Meaning Xian is busy whooping six drunk frat boys asses all over the catwalk.

'Hows the ska treating you man? Still outnumbering your audiences?'

Orphen asks, tossing together a drink without even looking. The perfect hippy concoction when 'green dragon' isnt available: A Greatful Dead.

"The ska is great man, very, very, good." He looks up at Xian beating the people on the catwalk, "I can see He hasnt changed very much?" He looks at the drink he just threw together for him, "Im not trying to be rude Orphen, but, I gave up drinking alchohal." He smiles to him "Thank you anyway."  

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Orphens eyes widen again, but he just nods and slides the thing down the bar to someone else.

'Yeah if he changed i think id worry.' Orphen chuckles...

'What can i do for you then Seanie?'

He looks kind of uneasy asking him this, having not talked in a long time. "Would it be to much of a burden to let me crash on your couch for the night?" He smiles again, "I could be out of your blue hair by morning." Usualy he would not bother orphen with something like this having other houses he can stay at which are well quiter.

Orphen laughs.

'Dude, party is always here. Xian and I have been crashing downstairs in the Den, your welcome to join us. Things outside are getting a little... hot, for our tastes.'

Orphen pops open a section of the bar so Sean can come through. The stairs that lead to the downstairs Den being dead center of the circular bar...

Sean walks behind the bar and grabs Orphen in a big bear hug, "Thank you man, ill owe you one." He lets go of him "Do you mind if i make some tea? you can join me if you like?" He says with his huge friendly hippie smile still on his face.

'Sounds great, ill be right down.' Orphen promises.

He will hand off his tabs to one of the other two bartenders manning the circle. And wave up at Xian who is ground and pounding a final frat boy into submission on the catwalk.

All in all he will be joining Sean in the quiet, opium den-esque underbelly of the establishment in around three minutes.

Sean walks down the stairs placing his skateboard against one of the walls and puting his bag on the couch. He reaches into his bag pulling one of the large ziplocks out of it. He reads the label on it setting it on the table, He reaches into his bag again and pulls a very small tea kettle maybe a 3 cup max kettle. He fills the tea ball with the herb and puts 2 cups of water into it to boil and steep. He sits on the couch waiting for orphen to join him.  

Descrïption copied, in case you havent seen it:

The sub level is like an opium den. A low round table is the centerpiece of the room. There are pillows all around it large enough to sit on. There are scattered hookahs, bongs, mirrors and what have you to imbibe whatever you see fit. A pair of massive plasma tvs flank either side of the room and there is a message board on the back wall for secure communication between cultists.

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Orphen makes his way down after a minute or two. He finds his way to a couch across from Sean and collapses on it.

'So any news from the outside world?..'

His huge smile goes down to a small smirk which is to as close to sad as he ever gets, even as he sleeps he has a smile on his face. "Im sorry, i don't have any news to tell you, i know just about as much as you do man." The tea kettle begins to whistle letting him know that it is boiling. He stands up to take it off the burner, "Do you have any tea cups?" He asks Orphen.

'Oh well. No news is good news i guess.'

Orphen gets up to search for teacups... yanking doors on a few  cabinets in the corner until he finds some.

'As long as the Men in Black arent snooping around here i dont much care. The others can take care of themselves well enough i hope.'

He sets the teacups out for Sean on the big round table.

'What kind of tea are you making there?..'  

Sean Picks up the tea kettle using his sleeve as an oven mit, He walks to the table and starts pouring teea into the cups, "This is an herb that grows all over north america it is commonly called Skullcap, But its scientific name is Scutellaria. This is a chinese extract of the plant." He smiles actualy talking to orphen about something he knows. He finshes pouring the tea and places the kettle back on the stove. "It is a muscle relaxant, and a euphoric plant when ingested threw smoke or brewed as tea." He sits back down on the couch smelling the steam coming off the tea.

Orphen laughs.

'So you gave up drinking alchohol and found a more... Holistic way to get messed up?'

He is throoughly amused, as well as highly intruiged.

'Can i try a cup?..'

He smiles "Of course you can have a cup man, im not drinking both of these myself. And i just dont like the way alchohal makes me feel anymore man." He looks around at all the bongs, "Looks like your still into cannabis?"

Orphen nods, reaching over to snag one of the cups.

'Yeah we still do pretty much everything down here.'

He sips at the cup a bit, half expecting it to taste like ass.

'So did your grandmother turn you on to this tea or soemthing?..'

He laughs and sips his tea, "I went to school man, i studied Herbology, Learned about many herbs that will do great things." He continues smiling and winks as he says great. He sips on his tea again smiling.

'Your a strange guy Sean.' Orphen comments, sipping on the tea.

'So how about we make a deal Sean.' Orphen begins, suddenly becoming serious, leaning forward a bit.

'Xian and myself have been trying to cloak this place as best we can. Keep the Black suits and mirror shades away. We keep as many sleepers as we can here all the time but with the Monolith searching i think we might want to take a more direct approach and having a third head working with us would be a big help.'

He takes another sip and sets down his cup.

'So what do you say? help us out and you can stay here as much as you want to.'