Paeon strolls up next to Koro and addresses the Bouncers,
"Security detail for our miss here"
Leaning in a bit closer to the bouncers,
"Her Sponsors seem to think she needs it, some kind of video game wizard I guess. Contract states we are to stay armed, I'm in charge of the lot and don't carry myself to keep them in check, hope you lads understand?"
"Boys, the lady wants to da-nce, are you two going to keep her waiting out here all ni-ght" Kris whines a bit as thy bouncers hesitate.
Slinging a arm over Kris' shoulder, Koro smiles and says, "The ladies want to dance! The sexy muscle's along to keep my manager's head on straight. Come on boys! " she says, her eyes wide and sparkling...
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Wonder if they'll let us get away with this? The vesk concentrates on looking exasperated at the antics of his ward.
The two doormen stoically listen to first Paeon's introduction...
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They exchange glances, and shrugs, before the excited barrage to dance hits them.
The first bouncer nods, his expression softening somewhat;
"Okay-okay. Ladies wanna dance... We get it..."
The second chimes in, gesturing with his club toward the group's weaponry;
"Small arms and the like is fine. Anything heavier needs to be surrendered to kiosk... No exceptions."
His fellow doorman grumbles a whisper;
"Just keep anythin' yer packing holstered savvy? Ferani spots open carry an' we get skinned... Literally."
They gesture you forward to be checked before cranking the door open for you to enter...
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"Yay!!! You guys are the best!" Koro exclaims, doing another spin, reaching up to give each bouncer a peck on the cheek.
She grabs Kris around the waist and with an imperious glance at her 'muscle' sashays into the club...
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Ed follows the women in, waving his arms from side to side and make clicking sounds in time with the music.
Retsiji wordlessly surrenders his reaction rifle and follows the ladies in.
The bouncers eye the big vesk and bigger gun with caution. First lummox jabs his thumb towards the door;
"Crud. You do take your security seriously eh? Surrender ordinance to Lylli at kiosk inside..."
Just inside the door sits a petite human hostess. Her head comms light up as you hear the bouncers chirp in:
"Lylli. VIP Ladies an' their security detail. Some arms to hand over..."
The girl smiles at you all, her chemiluminescent makeup glittering neon under the flashing lights of the club within;
"Hoi-Hoi. Welcommen to Fusion Queen. I'm Lylli... Jym & Bobb tell me you VIP laydeez? How Supernova!"
She giggles, then stamps each of your hands with a glowing crown symbol;
"10 Creds each. 60 total pleez. Flash your tags at bar-cams for quik-serv by bar-botz. Zero-G dancing free too."
Inside the dimly lit interior of the nightclub is filled with the press of sweaty bodies, a haze of narcotic smoke, and the repetitive beat of the synth musak you heard earlier.
A sinuous bar winds around the northwest corner, offering a variety of beverages and drugs for purchase. Booths line the south wall of the club, facing the main stage in the northeast corner and the crowded zero gravity dance floor.
Floatation gel tubes stand atop four smaller stages scattered around the club: one behind the bar, one in the center of the room, and two flanking the main stage. Each housing an android dancer undulating suggestively within to the beat.
Wide double doors marked “Staff Only” exit the room to the west.
Paeon grunts his satisfaction to the bouncers as they roll in,
{Might as well go have fun, but eyes peeled.}
The large lashunta heads into the club giving it a quick once over while everyone hands over their gear,
Retsiji grins widely and toothily at the bouncer's comment, nodding. He pays the entrance fee and hands over the heavy rifle after unchambering a round and setting the safety, giving the hostess a wary eye. "Sure you got it? Bad thing to drop."
With a lilting laugh, Kris wraps her arm around waist while trailing her other hand along the bouncer's arm. "Thanks boys, don't worry we'll behave." or not
Entering the club she lets go of Koro and raises her arms swaying with the beat, turning she sweeps Noah around into a quick embrace "you should probably avoid the alcohol and just dance, keep your eyes open." before pushing him away.
nodding to first the bar, and then the western exit, Kris begins working her way towards the bar, dancing her way there when male and female alike.
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Ed chirps with excitement upon seeing the ZeeGee dance space. Hey, that looks FUN! Putting a pair of claws on his hips and holding his antennae at a rakish angle, the young shirren mimes striding forward as his head bobs and he floats upward to dance.
Despite his bug's-eye vantage point, Ed isn't doing a particularly great job of being wary, what with the dancing and all.
Lylii hefts the weapon with a cheerful smile;
"Oh I got this... Dashadz Industries LRC. One of older models I think? Mk 2 maybeez? Good choice... Solid."
She pops it into a roller-locker, then passes a numbered tag to Retsiji with a glittering flutter of her neon eyelashes;
"Locka #19. Don' loose my number big-boy."
Inside Ed seems to be beguiled by the beat whilst the rest of the group scan and fan out...
You both clock at least 2 members of the Downside Kings mingling with the crowds of patrons. The do not appear to be "on guard" but rather may be conducting illicit dealings.
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With a short nod, the vesk takes the tag and tucks it away, then follows Koro into the club. The chaos of the setting leaves him completely at sea, though. I am not getting any better at this.
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Kris catches Koro's eye and looks pointedly at the closest of the DSK members before starting to ease further into the crowd, making her way across the floor, taking a brief flight across the zero-g floor to dance with Ed " watch my back Ed '
finishing up at the booth behind the gang member.
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Koro returns Kris' look with a wink, and blends into the writhing crowd, dancing sinuously with male and female alike, alien and human, never tarrying long.
Eventually she's close to one of the gangers, engaged in a langourous dance with a Lashtuna, Doesn't hold a candle to Paeon... she thinks, looking over the alien's shoulder a what the ganger was doing...
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" watch my back Ed '
Brought back to duty, Ed complies whilst still shaking his abdomen.
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Paeon takes note of his companions and strolls towards the opposite gang member to Kris,
{"Call if you need me Kris."}
He beckons over the barkeep and orders himself a Minh and Tonic, an alcohol local the the Lashunta.
Heeding Kris' advice Noah stands slowly and deliberately scanning the crowds;
Keep eyes open. Curious... Why would one close their optics when attempting to visually monitor a location? Internal scanning perhaps?
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As he does, the android successfully zeros in on the gang members located within the club.
Close to the gangers you quickly ascertain that they are offering elicit narcotics via electronic smoking devices known as "Dragons".
Those who are imbibing seem to be on hyper alert, eyes wide...
The gangers are selling these type of Drug Inhaler to patrons.
Based on your knowledge and the conditions being exhibited by those that took it you feel pretty sure that the narcotic distributed/taken is Hyperleaf...
Hyperleaf: Reddish-brown leafed plant that can be grown in almost any temperate environment. Leaves are harvested and stewed into a liquid, and when inhaled produce a powerful sedative and hallucinogenic effect similar to drunkenness.
The bar tender brings Paeon his drink with a nod.
having satisfied his happy feet, ed moonwalks back down to the floor to see what the others are doing...
but is immediately distracted by an inhaler that someone has dropped on the floor.
Hmmm, hyperleaf.
Noting the transaction that the ganger is providing Paeon opens a link,
{Product seems good, me 'n my team looking to make some extra buck while in town. Mebbe sell some product for ye' make some extra buck 'n spread the name o' the ganger'}
If the ganger looks around Paeon will nod his drink in his direction.
You notice there is enough left in the inhaler for a single dose...
The ganger that Paeon addresses, does indeed look around him, then clocks the Lashunta and acknowledges with a returned nod through the neon flashes.
The punk finishes a quick transaction with the two elven youths he was speaking with, patting them on the shoulders with a saccharine grin before sidling over to Paeon.
The punker eyes the big Lashunta, fronting up to him as he opens his trench revealing rows of the inhalers nestled within;
"Black Hyperleaf. Strixian. The best."
He flashes teeth embossed with golden crowns;
"So big man... You wanna try before you buy?"
{"Not lookin for personal use pal."}
Paeon makes a sweeping motion with his arm to the crowd.
{"Not much more proof needed than this. I'm lookin for large distribution in a short amount of time. Lookin to get set up with the boss."}
Retsiji continues to keep his mouth shut and his eyes open , and will follow Koro when she goes where she goes.
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The ganger flashes another leering grin as he is sucked in by Paeon's pitch.
He nods towards the barman;
"Get this Gentlash another of whateva he sippin'... On the haus."
As the bar-bot serves up another Minh and Tonic, the ganger looks shiftily around;
"Heh. So our boss ain't normally the sit down type... but am thinkin' Grillz here can get persuade her... So what volume we talking Mr Short-On-Time?"
The rest of you can see Paeon engaging with the trench-coated ganger...
Meanwhile around you all the club patrons continue to dance, socialise and imbibe (liquids and other substances) in equal aplomb.
Away from Paeon's discussion with the other dealer Kris picks up one of the discarded inhalers. Hmmm, hyperleaf, never used the stuff myself, need to stay frosty but the people here seem to be enjoying the benefits. Granted they may not even know where they are anymore."
Continuing to sway to the music, Kris moves up behind the ganger selling in her corner and bringing her head up beside him to lay on his left shoulder she lays her right arm over his right shoulder, "Whatcha selling blue eyes?"
to keep inhaler hidden in her right hand.
As the ganger begins to look at the arm over his right shoulder Kris tuts "No no, pay attention to me, you've already let those folks party." and grabbing his chin lightly turns his head back towards her, nuzzling in behind his jawbone she tilts his chin back, lightly bringing her face up like she will kiss him.
At the last moment she take s the inhaler and places it in his mouth activating the sedative.
Paeon scans the room briefly getting a visual on as many comrades as possible,
{May have an in soon. Keep your eyes on me.}
He looks back the ganger,
{You don't quite seem the type to be talkin' about volume lad.}
He downs the drink and flings it down the bar.
Using his mind Paeon extracts an inhaler from inside the gangers coat and has it hover in front of his eyes.
{Now if ya don't have anything else useful to say..}
He releases the inhaler for it to fall to the ground,
{I'm done talkin to ya'}
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Across the club Kris tries some sleight-of-hand-fu, that doesn't come off. The ganger grabs her hand just as she raises it to his mouth, holding it there;
"Woah! Thanks little lady, but I just sell! Seems to me you had too much already if you trying to give it back to the Kings..."
He pushes Kris off him, then eyes her curiously... before cackling to himself;
"Crazy andy-b1tch! Go let your circuits cool off! Then come back an' find Shiv for a good tyme!"
He shakes his head and pushes back into the crowd
Back at the bar, Grillz watches the hovering inhaler with a slack jaw, then dives at it when Paeon lets it fall
The ganger catches the inhaler before it hits the deck, then glowers at the big Lashunta;
"What the frak man! I lose product, then I lose hide savvy!! You crazy Lashy..."
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Ed looks somewhat alarmed at the abruptly more aggressive stance taken by his companions.
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Noah 2.0 is obviously out of his element. He notes the sale of narcotic and is intrigued but unsure what it is. not the best time to go for a new experience. he wisely decides and chooses to stay near Ed.
The lights, music, smoke and crowd distract the android to the point of not really knowing where to look, but he picks up a general concern for the elevated mood of the "workers" in the bar and tries to be more alert.
Paeon only smiles at the grunt before standing to his height and grabbing a fist full of coat before speaking aloud in his deep calm voice.
"Name's Paeon, be careful how you go round disrespecting my people lad."
Grillz scrambles backward as he is hefted to his feet by Paeon;
"N-n-no offense Mr Paeon man! Grillz just be jesting and testing with you... H-h-heh-heh."
The ganger flashes a worried smile, then dusts himself off;
"Let me speak to the boss o-okay? See if we can't get you an audience with the Queen o' the Kings heheh! You have anotha M&T while I jaw with the boss-lady..."
Then a nervous Grillz starts pushing his way toward the Staff Only door to the west...
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Noting the lost look on Noah's face, Ed hands him his used dispenser. Hyperleaf. It relaxes you kinda like booze, but also with more colors and crazy stuff. At least, that's what I've heard. He shrugs.
Let's see how P-Tiddly is doing over there on his drug deal. Ed leads the way over to the Lashuntan.
Paeon settles himself back into the chair at the bar, taking a deep breath and trying to calm himself. Can't let the lust take over here Pae, keep it cool.
He looks around for his colleagues,
{Gather up, were goin' in soon. Don't have much of a plan from here hope one of ya thinkers has something for us.}
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Kris stumbles back when the dealer pushes her "... B-ut they said we could par-rty.." head lolling around a bit to the side but and whining. Yet when Shiv calls her an 'andy-b1tch' she stops with a small gasp, turning on her heel she moves back towards the bar.
{well, blew that one sorry gang} she thinks towards Paeon unaware if he'll get the signal or not.
Grillz pauses at the Staff Only door, before entering;
You clock that the ganger used a finger print scan to bypass the security lock on the door.
Once out of site your group convene near Paeon, waiting and planning your next move...
Noah looks quite out of place still and seems unsure how to help.
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Ed notes the fingerprint scan-lock on the door and pats the smoke grenade in his fanny pack to make sure it is handy.
Retsiji flexes one clawed hand in his armored gauntlet and tenses slightly, ready for attack.
Kris orders another drink from the bar and takes a moment verifying her pistols and knife are secured and ready for access.
{Lead the way}
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Swirling around in the null-g dance floor, Koro tries to keep track of what the others were up to. Getting Paeon's telepathic updates kept her in the loop.
However when fun-foam began to get sprayed into the middle of the dance area, she lost sight of pretty much everything, except foam and bodies. Enjoying herself despite the situation, she successfully fought of the amourous advances of a number of fellow dancers and managed to arrive at the edge of the foam, kicking off of someones back to land gracefully in front of the bar, giving her head a shake, foam flying in all directions.
She takes a swig of Paeon's drink, "Nice job there..." she says with a smile.
Following the envoy, Retsiji moves with surprising grace through the dance floor, considering his bulk and temperament. (His use of the more inebriated dancers as reaction mass earns him no friends, though, and the snarl he gives the first time someone tries to spray him with foam carries over the pounding bass from the band.)