Phoenyx : You go back downstairs, but the same guard that ushered you inside is now fumbling with the metal detector, blocking the access to the floor. From your vantage point he can't see you yet. Nevertheless, you need to find a way to walk past unnoticed or either explain the misunderstanding.
Shodan , Kaze : Perhaps it's his acrobatic flair or the dim lighting but the bartender looks more impressive than he should. He jousts the mixer with the dexterity of a kung-fu master, catching it midair in yet another vulgar display of acrobatics. Then, with clockwork precision, he pours its content - a fluorescent pink liquid - unto the two glasses on the counter, smirking as two rather cute brunettes drain the tumblers in the blink of an eye.
The two girls on their part proceed to the floor, not before having bumped against you two. They're a bit too handsy on their way out, murmuring a rather unapologetic "Sorry" which would have been believable if they hadn't been winking.
Black shapes
in the back of the club
disassociated,
fuck my nose up
"What can I give you?", the bartender shouts loudly hopeful that his voice won't be drowned by the music. "Three Caipirinhas?", he says to Kaze. Whether he misheard or he's just trying to push a cheaper alternative you can't tell. But the first three drinks are free, and there's a VIP table waiting for you.
As the bartender starts slicing a lime, you two take your time to scan your surroundings. The floor's packed, a chaotic tangle of flesh and sweaty limbs.
Shodan: On the far side of the floor lies the VIP Room. You'll have to clear the floor to reach it. The restrooms are a dozen meters to the right. From their darkened silhouettes, you can tell that people are crowding the stalls.
Kaze: Despite the crowd, you can make the outline of a bulky man right under the Neon insignia of the VIP rooms. It's a bouncer, likely armed. The layline under your feet point directly to the center of the floor, swelling with energy.
A lanky man sporting an afro tries to approach you at the counter. "Man", he shouts barely above the music, "beast of a night. Care to buy a brother a drink", he says sticking his tongue out to reveal a Rick and Morty blotter, "I can share the goods", then he pushes two stamps over the counter toward Shodan. The Bartender makes a point of ignoring the exchange, "Sharing is caring".
Just then the Bartender pours the drinks. 6 Caipirinhas, 3 each. Stirred cachaça with added sugar, ice and lime.
If you want to cross the floor and not lose each other amid the crowd, you both will have to score two successes on a Dex + Wits roll at a -2 penalty. Perception rolls inside the crowd are at a -2 penalty. Please list your stamina
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