Derick removed his scarf from his face with a sigh. He just completed a solo mission for the Mordecai and just wanted to get back home. He uses a handkerchief to try to clean up his face from the grime sweat and the paint that has been on his face for the past 24 hours. The man drenched his head with his remaining water supply and continued his way home. The feeling of being able to be himself at last felt good and refreshing. Though he like being his two egos as well, it was just a pain in the ass to ensure he remained true to his character he was portraying.
The slums where filled with people ranging from beggars to prostitutes. Derick was use to the scene and made his way past the beggars who dared ask for some money. He knew better though and kept a tight hand on his coin pouch. The beggars could do anything if they saw an opportunity for some money and Derick was not really interested in getting mugged today. Derick wanted to grab some whiskey and a warm meal before returning to his hideout as a reward for his hard work. His eyes landed on his favorite bar known as 'The Tipsy Frog'.
The door opened as Derick waved at the owners of the bar who greeted him with their own smiles and nods before going back to work. "The usual Derick?" The waitress named Beatrice walked up to him and ushered him to his normal area. The corner of the place lit by sunlight that was shining through the windows behind the table. "Yes, please, if you don't mind can I also have some water" Derick request was acknowledged with a smile and the pat on the shoulder. "Of course my dear". Derick gave his thanks and leaned back into his chair and closed his eyes for a second enjoying what warmth the setting sun provided for just a second before hearing the familiar clank of a shot of whiskey accompanied by a glass of water. "The food will be ready shortly" Beatrice moved back towards other costumers leaving Derick to his own mind and to twirl his shot glass around.
