(Forbidden Fruit) Everything Nice

**Travisc06489** · Jun 5th, 2017 04:15 PM

Everyone has their thing. Some kind of escape that makes them feel complete. Fulfilled. For some people, that's a quiet night with a good book. The people that come to this nightclub don't come for books, though. They come for anything and everything as long it's available. Most of the club's patrons work normal nine-to-five jobs and lead normal lives. They don't show up dressed for a rave; most of them are dressed in business casual. But get past the door and the inside is anything but business casual. Hazy sweet cigar smoke hangs in the air. Scantily clad women on raised platforms gyrate to an eclectic, electronic beat, seemingly oblivious to all the patrons of the club. Dim lighting and seating with private booths line the walls. There is no bar, but servers quietly move from table to table bringing drinks. It isn't a strip club, a dance club or shady underground sex club, but hedonism is the scene.

At least, this is what people who claim to have been inside tell you.

Most people just wait in line, night after night. Hoping for a lucky break. With a maximum capacity of twenty and a reputation for having what other clubs don't, waiting to get in has become something of a pastime. At least twenty people stand outside tonight. Some smoking, some joking. All hoping for a chance to get inside or at the very least be seen near the club. Some even take selfies in front of the bouncer, just to say they'd been there! There's a buzz of conversation about something so new that it's exclusive to the club. And every other idiot outside claims to know exactly what it is.

Origins , Circe , Woland , Alexander , Sirith , Otto you're up! Feel free to approach the club any way you like, we will move forward as appropriate.

Jun 5th, 2017 06:21 PM

So this is the place. The talk of the town (and apparently some people at the police precinct), the new place to get the best high. He's heard that there is something new here, a factor that makes this club that much more popular, even more than those that've been here for years. If the seedy reputation this place has is to be believed, that factor might pose a threat for the Freehold, and as such it needs investigating and - likely - termination.

He watches the line of losers hopelessly waiting to get a taste, himself dressed to impressed. But neither he, nor Otto nor Circe are going to wait in line. Oh no, there are much better ways to get inside. He heads over to the bouncer like he owns the joint. For a moment, he considers stopping, asking the other people here what it is they are really after, but decides it's pointless - if they knew, they'd be inside already.

"Good evening my good sir!" He blurts to the man at the door. "There can be no argument that this place has, in fact, the best vibe in the city. There can also be no argument that if we didn't belong here, we wouldn't be bothering you, no? One can only conclude, then, that me and my friends here belong inside, unlike these people" He waves towards the line, a look of disgust on his face. "Who clearly don't. It was made for the likes of us, who can enjoy the treasures inside and spread the word of it - only to those worthy, of course." A confidential wink, like they've been friends since forever.

2 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2017-06-05 18:12:12	Alexander Brown rolls 8 to Fast-talk the bouncer (10 Again)	7, 10, 5, 9, 4, 2, 7, 4, 6	2 successes

Jun 6th, 2017 05:17 AM

When Otto's planning a con, he tends to spend a lot of time on preparations. While some of the cons don't require a great research (some of them do, but Otto was always a type to go for the small cons rather than the big ones), all of them demand a proper costume and getting into the role, so nobody ever questions you.

So, Otto spent a long time on searching a proper costume in second-hand shops - a jacket, nicer than what he wears usually, and a shirt - washing them at a laundromat (because ew, second-hands), and then fitting them by himself. Only when he was pleased - at least as much as he could, by his books looking like a mobster with all those scars in his Mien - with the effect they created with his one pair of fitting jeans, he went to the club he heard of so much.

Interestingly enough, Alexander was there already. Hm.

Otto approaches the Mirrorskin in a relaxed fashion. "Hi Alex, thanks for waiting for me." He even shoots a smile. The world is full of losers, and I am not one of them, this smile says.

**Circe** · Jun 6th, 2017 08:58 AM

Circe was certainly dressed for the club, even if she lacked the tie she at least looked like she'd worked in an office. It was lucky she found it. That she left a few buttons loose was probably a positive to most men. She cozies up to Alex, pressing her left shoulder against his right whilst waving hello to Otto, "Hiya boys! I'm here," she turned to the bouncer with a beatific smile, "Oh and is the gentleman going to let us in? I'm sure I meet the dress code. And it looks like fun times are to be had tonight," she giggled, "As if there isn't any doubt we're right kind of crowd to get inside, aren't we good sir? A gentleman such as yourself could see it to be true, yes?"

1 suxx

**Travisc06489** · Jun 6th, 2017 04:34 PM

2 successes

The bouncer, a wary looking man with a neck as thick as a volleyball, crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow. He stares at Alex hard for what probably feels like an eternity. As Otto approaches, he catches a look for half a moment before the steely gaze rests on Alex again. Silence continues. The man's eyes narrow. Another eternity (though probably only seconds) passes before his eyes flit over to Circe. A small grin plays on his face.

1 success

"I don't know what your friend here is on about, but let me check the occupancy, miss." He presses his hand to the microphone button hanging from his earbud mic. "We're full up, right?" A pause, his eyes averted slightly. "Three more?" Another pause. He smiles a polite smile back in the group's direction. "Yeah." His hand drops again and he turns 90 degrees to make room for the three to pass. His hand extends a good old fashioned 'right this way'. "Enjoy yourselves."

Perception rolls please!

Jun 7th, 2017 05:58 AM

Well, that was way too close for comfort. Good thing Circe was with them, so the bouncer seemed slightly less reluctant to let them in. Smiling thankfully, Alexander proceeds inside and urges the other two to do the same. Inside the lion's den there is loud music and dim lights, and the place is packed with people - not a really good place to spot out any interesting details.

failure

The Grounskeeper does his best, but can't say if there is anyone or anything that really stands out. If he can, however, he attempts to figure out if this is the only room of the club - i.e. if there are any doors or stairs to be seen.

Jun 7th, 2017 11:31 AM

This was fishy, Otto could tell. The bouncer looked like he could add two and two, maybe even count to twenty - which was a miracle for most of the bouncers he met, when they weren't counting money - and in a split second decided there were three entries left where there have been none? Fishy.

So, once inside, Otto tries to take note of any... peculiarities of the place.

1 success

**Circe** · Jun 7th, 2017 04:02 PM

Circe had a triumphant smirk plastered on her face as she followed Otto and Alexander inside. Pride overrode suspicion as she figured the beautiful woman made getting inside easier.

The loud club within was not her preferred scene. Oh Circe had no problems with bars, she just preferred ones with better entertainment. The chances of a full brawl erupting here were low, so little entertainment.

1 suxx

Her ears twitch as she checks out the room, wondering if there are sights worth seeing.

**Travisc06489** · Jun 7th, 2017 06:24 PM

One thing people get right about the nightclub... no bar. No familiar scene of a bartender handing out drinks and making small talk. The squarish floor plan is deceptively open; there are small 'doors' along the sides which probably house more booths. There are probably twenty people inside, not including the serving staff or dancing girls, but many of them are out of the way in the somewhat secluded booths.

The circular platforms with the gyrating girls are something of an oddity. Upon closer inspection, Otto observes that all the girls wear flesh-toned masks over their eyes. Obscuring their eyes. He also notices one man, in particular, who is dressed a little bit more garishly than the rest. The man, sporting some kind of purplish suit, doesn't linger long. In a blink, he's gone from view. Possibly inside one of the private booth he had been milling about.

Circe can see into a few of the booths along the edges, which usually have two or three people seated. One group smokes cigars and enjoys snifters of booze while playing cards. Another booth contains a man and a woman - patrons, by the look of them - who have somewhat relaxed their attire. They can't keep their hands off each other.

After a moment, a waifish young man in a red vest (as most of the serving staff seem to be wearing) approaches the group. "Can I show you to a booth?" He smiles politely and seems friendly enough, though he doesn't wait for an answer. A moment later he's practically ushering them to an open booth on the left side of the nightclub.

Jun 9th, 2017 07:34 AM

So, it turns out the rumors were quite close to the truth. This is the famed club that everyone is talking about. Let's see just what it is that keeps the people so excited. The women dancing at the platforms to the thrumming noise the owner of this place probably calls "music" are distracting enough for Alexander not to notice the red-vested man approaching. When he does, it's already too late - the server is practically dragging the three of them towards one of the booths, and the Groundskeeper doesn't want to resist or start throwing around questions.

They came here to investigate. Their covers must be kept intact for as long as possible.

"Act like you belong. But keep an eye out for danger." He whispers towards Otto and Circe, using the music as concealment.

For the moment, Alexander decides to play along, waiting to see what miracles await them in the booth.

That reminds me: do we know the name of the place? Is there any way we can use Contacts to gather intel, or is it too late for that?

(Forbidden Fruit) Everything Nice

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