Regina wandered the streets in her "street" clothes. Which meant that she was decked out in a loose white blouse and tight blue jeans. Ami followed behind her, keeping a watchful eye out for anyone. Wandering the streets, she saw tags from many covenants. Sighing with relief, she spotted an Invictus tag over a place called "the Asylum." The kine who stood in line were stranger still. She would have normally brushed her way past the line, but she was in no hurry today, and standing on the street would give her plenty of time to look for other beasts.
The lined moved at a very good pace the people were cycled passed the door quickly. Regina found herself at the front of the line the doorman looked at her and smiled.
"ID Miss?"
His hand held out....
Through this whole time she felt no other beast pushing on her.
She looks at the man, baffled for a moment.
"I don't have one." She lets the italian accent slip out gracefully. "Will that be a problem? I was hoping more to see the owner than partake of the club." Her tone is polite.
"Thank you." She is quite pleased. And to think that they had laughed when America had been her country of destination. "Full of boors" they said.
Regina enters, and struggled to maintain a straight face at what she sees. Such violence.
Nami shows her passport.
No the main Bartender is missing as well. I am the off nights Lead but been called in the past few nights since nobody has seen them. But they blew in a few months back so this could be status quo. Can I take a name and number to give to them when I do hear from them?
"Yes, thank you. Lady Regina Pia." She hands over the number of the cell phone she bought in san fracisco. The international rates were just a killer with her old one. "Maybe I'll try looking for her elsewhere. Do you know where she frequented?" From a normal person this question would be asked furtively and with shifty eyes. Regina asks like she deserves the knowledge; polite yet firm.
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