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The trio of Fairest drive through the city towards the stripclub known as Club Ember, one of whom was meant to be the Sovereign of Desire.
Well, he was certainly desiring something. Naked ladies might just be one of them.
Pulling into the car park and Crunk checks the pistol one last time.
"YOU TWO CARRYING?" he enquires before adding, "I AIN'T IN THE MIND TO START SHIT BUT IT MIGHT JUST HIT THE FAN."
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GoodwillNightfall rubbed his temples as he got another view of the gold-plated weapon. He felt like he was suddenly in a bad western, and getting killed at the Ho-Down at the Club Ember sounded... not glamorous. At all. All they really needed was some gangsta rap and 22s on Asia's car.
The other voice in his head said he was just thinking ridiculous thoughts to keep his mind off of other things.
He felt at the weight of his own weapons, and looked to Asia to see her response to Crunk's question.
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It is obvious Asia is not happy. It is even more obvious that she dislikes the idea of Crunk carrying a weapon into a club. Nevermind that he owned the club, but still...
She gives Nightfgall a look to be on his guard, but doesn't really expect much. Most men's minds go to mush when there are naked females around. So, she will just have to be more vigilent then usual.
"Let's get this done quickly, please." She says quietly before getting out of the car. She walks to the entrence and opens the door, a deep blush already creeping up her face.
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GoodwillFool is Blessed
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West has that dice roller rigged!!
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As Asia moves to hold open the door and Nightfall and Crunk move to step through, all three notice a gang mark spray painted onto one of the walls. Small but distinct and right on the threshold of the building stating that this place is in someone's territory.
The mark is of an elongated ear with various runes and hieroglyphs around the out edge like a number of piercings.
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GoodwillNightfall frowned as he entered, surprised someone would be so blatant... and quick. Such an act spoke of confidence; the question would be, of course, whether that confidence was warranted.
He sighed, having the sinking feeling they weren't just going to look at some pretty girls and leave.
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Intelligence + Occult -3 or Academics -5
Crunk stares at the symbol, desiring to cause some pain on the one who defiled his establishment.
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Asia looks at the symbol and then Crunk and Nightfall. She isn't sure what to make of it or what to say. She steps close to Crunk and puts a hand on his arm.
"Let us do what we cabe here to do. Then we can break heads."
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