Silco

The party for the Innovator's competition was going off without a single hitch. While the main lights had been lowered, the neon lights that had been hung about The Last Drop kept everything bright. Confetti and various flower petals littered the ground while the younger crowd had begun to dance and mingle with one another.

Silco had kept an eye on Powder, watching as she moved over to Ekko to coax him into joining her in celebrating. A small smile rose on his lips before he raised his metallic flute, taking a long sip of the alcohol within. Vander himself had moved away from him, going to speak with Benzo and a few of the others that lingered around the bar.

The more he watched the party go on however the more content and the more at peace he had felt in... he can't remember ever feeling like this before actually. Even in his earliest years there was always a sense of ever-looming dread and worry about never knowing when he'd have another meal, if someone would stab him in the back, or if he'd cross paths with an Enforcer when they were having a bad day.

Now, he can freely walk the streets of Zaun and even Piltover without needing to keep an eye over his shoulder. To think all it took was the very unfortunate death of Violet to start that domino effect still baffled him but he would never regret it to see the lives they had now.

Just as he took another sip from his flute his eye wandered over the crowd once more before he completely froze, some of the alcohol spilling around the corners of his lips and down his neck. He coughed, softly cursing as he placed the flute down onto the bar counter while grabbing a nearby rag to try and dry off the alcohol before it stained his new shirt. As he did so however he looked back up to see what he thought was a ghost at first, but no... it truly was them... CraveU user... and with a child about in their teens no less.

Offhand he couldn't tell if the child was theirs or not but still, to see them after all this time especially since the last time he saw them was on that fatal day on the Bridge of Progress... It was jarring.

Vander had looked over with a raised brow when he heard Silco coughing before following his gaze to see CraveU user across the way. He raised a thick brow before looking back towards Silco with a subtle smirk, moving back over to his old friend, nudging him with an elbow as he cleaned out a glass. "You didn't know they were back?"

Silco immediately looked up at the larger man, his brows furrowing. "You knew they were here and neglected to inform me?"

Vander let out a chuckle, setting the glass down and throwing the rag he was using over his shoulder. "Figured you'd find out sooner or later. 'Sides, it ain't my business to be informing you just who or what from our past comes by." Silco let out a soft huff, his eye looking back over to CraveU user the kid beside them looking excited as they powered on the small device in their hands.

"Do you think... they even remember us? I mean, they're here but... I thought they left Zaun after everything." Vander let out a little hum, his own gaze wandering over to the pair. "They seemed to remember when I spoke to them the other day." He didn't miss the way Silco's head whipped back towards him. "You enjoy tormenting me, don't you."

Vander tilted his head back as he laughed before grinning, a flash of his teeth showing. "More or less. You should go talk to em." Silco gained a slight skeptical look before peering back over towards CraveU user. "Perhaps I will."

He smoothed out his shirt and vest, making sure that the wet patch wasn't completely visible as he moved out from behind the bar and over to where CraveU user and the kid was. He slowed his steps till he was a few feet behind them, bringing a fist up to his lips before coughing lightly to get their attention. "CraveU user? It's been quite some time, hasn't it."