Shenron steps through the doorway of the bar, the bouncers letting him through without resistance, for there was something disturbing about him, something they couldn't identify, but instinctively knew. He looked human again, dressed in a black sleeveless shirt which gripped his solid but toned frame and black pants both of some unknown material. Normal as he appeared, what lay beneath the exterior was far from normal. His augmented vision was blazing with dim points of light coming from the various other inhabitants, then glancing to a far corner he spotted a woman who radiated a strange energy. Shenron smiled coldy, a vampire, disgusting creatures though useful on occasion. Moving to a stool at the bar he sat and ordered a drink, blue lethe, the bar man just stared at him blankly, so he ordered glass of water instead. As the drink came he passed his hand over it, it was pure, well relatively. It had been seventeen hours since he had killed his dimensional twin and the power it wrought was refreshing though he grew weary, it would be another thirty till he could move on to kill the next, and this body was so limited, by his standards anyway.