Rospiel entered the room, snarling at the would be bouncer, red eyes flashing dangerously, this was the third place he was looking through. He looked at the faces of those sprawled along the 'club' snarling at any one who grabbed at him asking for another hit. He even kicked one guy away when he wouldn't take no for an answer.
Finaly he found Ivan, "Ivan..." Rospiel murmured softly and sat down, pulling his brother to his chest. "C-mon Ivan...we need to go home." He said softly and tugged gently, trying to gt his brother up.