Logs-Winter

 * Nixie, it's early one friday evening. It's been raining all day long so everything is nice and wet. It's also cold, very cold...A harsh, biting cold that stings like razorblades when the wind kicks up. *  *It's a typical winter day in Seattle. *  * You, however, are very warm and toasty in your flat above the Pink Carrion. *  (( I live on the west coast of BC, I know what that's like))  * You can already hear the sounds of the barflies filing in for a night of synthetic alcohol and BTL abuse. *  ((BTL?))  ((Better Than Life...it's a chip that feeds your brain with signals strong enough to cause euphoria and death))  ((a new "drug" for the future))  ((ok))  * Your trideo screen plays the latest episode of "Robert Hangover: Necrophiliac Detective". You were never too fond of the show but the light and movement keeps you company. *  * What are you up to? *  * You classically sit at the table placed in the middle of your den. You've layed out newspaper to keep everything in order and you're cleaning your weapons like a true professional. *  * On the trideo, Robert Hangover solves another case and takes a corpse and bottle of whiskey into a backroom to have some fun. *  * The scent of CLP makes your nether regions throb slightly... *  * You telecom chimes to life with an incessant beeping. *  * There's an incoming call for you. * <Nixie> "yeah?" <GM> * It's Arden, your fixer. His black hair is slicked back and he's wearing an immaculate suit. As always a pair of slim wraparound mirror shades hides his eyes from view. * <GM> * "Nix, good to see you're well." * <Nixie> "Aren't I always?" <GM> * "Maybe...Look, I've got a lot to do tonight so I'll make this quick. I got a job opening for some runners tonight and thought you might be intertested in some work." * <Nixie> "Tell me why I should be" <GM> * "Because if you don't work you'll starve." * <GM> * "Fair enough?" * <GM> * He smiles broadly. * <Nixie> "That works... though I meant this job specificly" <GM> * "I don't have very many specifics...Only that it involves the owner of a club having some trouble paying his protection money to a local gang." * <GM> * "Not sure what he wants, but I'm sure he can fill you in at the meet." * <Nixie> "where?" <GM> * "It's called the 'River's End'. It's in Redmond." * <GM> * "Be there at 7 and ask the bartender for Mr. Smithers." * <Nixie> "Attire?" <GM> * "Whatever it is you normally wear. He's not one of those weirdo's who wants suits or anything." * <Nixie> "Good" <Nixie> "Anything I should or shouldn't bring?" <GM> * "Hell, I dunno...You're the shadowrunner." * <Nixie> "Yes, but if anything was requested... I'm not a mind reader, smartass" <GM> * "Bring a fraggin' Panzer for all I care. Just have your narrow ass there for 7." * <Nixie> "yes *sir*" <Nixie> "Is taht all?" <GM> * "Yeah. Happy huntin'." * <Nixie> "Thanks" <GM> * The screen goes blank as he doscinnects. * <GM> * Your clock reads 6:07pm. * <GM> * You begin to reasemble your weapons <GM> * On your trideo Detective Hangover gets abushed by a group of trolls and gets the crap kicked out of him until he pulls the leg off of his dead date and beats them down with it. * <Nixie> ((I assume the cyberware isn't going to freak anyone out where I'm going?)) <GM> ((not really)) <GM> ((your probably going to have to be intimidating on this job anyway)) <GM> ((besdies,. it's your style or else they wouldn't be hot pink ;) )) <Nixie> ) <GM> ((spins some Rammstein)) <Nixie> ((which?)) <GM> * So what do you plan on bringing? * <GM> ((Sehnsucht)) <Nixie> ((the colt, the ares, knife, couple of stim patches)) <GM> * Armor? * <GM> *So, it's your gear...What do you want to take? * <GM> * A shadowrunner never knows if they're going to get a chance to come back for their gear, so going with some preperation is always advised. * <Nixie> ((this isn't an area that's going to be freaky about guns like the last place?)) <GM> ((nope)) <GM> * The club is in the Redmond Barrens...It's basically the ghetto of the 6th world. People openly pack heat there. If you look weak, you're liable to have bigger fish try and eat you. * <GM> * Lot's of poor people reside in the barrens. SINless squatters, drunks, gang members, the dregs of society. * <GM> * You grab your gear up and head out into the biting cold. * <GM> * The weather grumbles back at you and stings your face. * <Nixie> ((I assume I need some kind of transportation)) <GM> * Yep, taxi's are the preferred method. I'd suggest saving up that nuyen to buy a car soon. * <GM> * A hindu cab driver pulls up next to you and opens the door. * <GM> * The distinct smell of cabbage emits from the man. * <GM> * "Thank you very much, ma'am!" He says speedily in a bad middle-eatern accent. * <GM> * "I am happy to serve you as your cab driver on such a fine Seattle day!" * <GM> * He takes off, heading for the Redmond barrens. * <Nixie> "Pretty typical Seattle day..." <GM> * "Oh, yes ma'am! Very beautiful day indeed! It is so good to be free and in Seattle on this beautiful Seattle day!" * <Nixie> "suppose it could be worse..." <GM> * "Oh yes ma'am! In my country, everyone must wear veils! And they all smell like cabbage!" * <GM> * You cab speeds off as your driver listens to wailing hindu music. * p|x|e (me@THELAPTOP.RES.cmu.edu) is now known as Pendarus <GM> * Both of your cabs arrive at the club at around the same time. * <GM> * The River's End is single story warehouse converted into a dance club tailoring to college kids who haven't ever seen real danger in their poor, sheltered lives. The simple fact that it's located in the Redmond Barrens turns them on because they think they're living the dangerous life. * <GM> *Several of these wananbe's wait in line to get into the club. * <GM> * Trolls armed with large shotguns stand guard on the corners of the building and accross the street, keeping the gutter trash at bay. * <GM> * Pen, you blatantly stroll accross the street, ahead of the line and are stopped by an 8'6" mountain of ugly troll. * <GM> * "Where you gopin', squirt?" * <GM> "Nixie, you walk up past the line as well, but without such a direct approach. * <Pendarus> "I am going into the club" <Nixie> ((BRB)) <GM> * He laughs in your face. * <GM> * Not without waiting in line, pixie! Unless you're in with the boss you're goin' to the back of the line, 'er else." * <GM> ((Pen, this game does require interaction)) <Pendarus> (what time is it?) <GM> * It's a long line. * <GM> * 6:40pm. * <Pendarus> (interaction??? isent that what I am doing?) <Pendarus> "humm, I dont think I can wait quite that long..." <Pendarus> "I am needed inside soon..." <Nixie> "Excuse me, I have an appointment with the owner..." <GM> * He holds out a hand as big as your head and stops you dead in your track Pen. * <Pendarus> ( I never moved) <GM> * "I'm gettin' fed up with you, squirt. * <GM> * He looks at Nixie. * <Pendarus> (still standing where he first asked a question) <GM> * How do I know yer legit, hon'?" * <GM> * You smile at the big ugly mass of troll muscle. * <GM> * He smells a little. * <GM> *Ok, wait..* <Nixie> "If I am and you don't let me in... who do you think is going to get in trouble?" <GM> * Lemme give a synopsis of what jsut happened so PC's won't gte miserable. * <GM> * Pen, you just strolled up past the line and got stopped by the bouncer whose sole purpose in life is to keep people like you out of the club. You tried to act hard and he laughed at you and told you to scram. Immediately afterwards Nixie comes up and attempts to gain entrance a little more sociably, but is still thwarted. * <GM> * Keep in mind, you BOTH know the owner's name is Mr. Smithers. * <GM> * Ok, now play. * <Nixie> "And you don't want to make MrSmithers mad I'm sure..." <GM> * He looks at you quzzically. * <GM> * "Is this one with you?" <GM> * He motions to Pendarus, who looks quit feeble in comparison. * <Nixie> ((do I know him?)) <GM> ((nope)) <GM> ((not from atom)) <GM> * He regards you both, his sawed-off shotgun resting against his shoulder. * <Pendarus> "well I also have an appointment with Mr Smithers, which was why I cant wait in your line" <Nixie> "Not as far as I know.." <Nixie> "Then yes, apparently he is" <GM> "..." <GM> * "Wait here." * <GM> * He walks over to a troll with a clipboard and they exchange grunts and grumbles. * <GM> * The troll with the clipboard gets on his radio while the other troll watches you both suspiciously. * <GM> 6:41pm <GM> * They exchange more words and the troll comes back. * <GM> * "Sorry fer' de' missunnderstandin'." * <GM> * "Go on in." * <GM> * He unhooks the chain behind him and steps adside. * <GM> * He shoots you the evil eye, Pendarus. * <GM> * As you both go through he closes the chain behind you. * <GM> * Descriptions? * <Pendarus> umm... elven male... <GM> ((Do better than that)) <GM> ((Nixie, give him yours so he has an idea. )) <Pendarus> (dont know how the stats work) <Pendarus> (so I dont know how most things look, or are ) <GM> ((elves are tall, 6' and over usually...not much taller than 6'5" or 6'7")) <GM> ((They have pointy ears, fair hair, and almond eyes)) <Pendarus> (yeah that is obvous) <GM> ((your clothing is up to you)) <GM> ((wear a suit, wear street clothing, wear a damn tutu for all i care)) <GM> ((your hair, skin color, scars, etc...all up to you)) <GM> * Nixies is a one hot elf wearing one hot outfit. * <GM> * But then again the ugliest elf looks as good as a plain human. * <GM> * So your standards are skewed. * <Nixie> ((grins)) <Pendarus> (umm decent to good looking... long hair...) <Pendarus> (ill get back to you on the rest and better discription, is that good enough) <GM> * The club is one big open area. You enter through what used to be a loading door and are immediately accosted by the cyber-punk-rock-techno beats bl;aring from everywhere in the club. * <GM> ((yes, that's fine)) <GM> * Strobe lights abound, as well as laser lights and a multitude of colors. * <GM> * Even the low-light vision from both of your cybereyes isn't quite enough to make up for the bombardment on your senses. To sum it up, you both surmise that this would be a very untactical place to get into a conflict. * <GM> 6:45 pm <GM> * There is a bar along the western wall, behind it work several humans, all youngish. They look like college kids. * <GM> * The place is alreayd full of dancing college kids all thinking they're tough. * <GM> * Black synthleather and lighted jewelry abound. * <GM> * Roll perception, Nixie. ( Intelligence). * <Nixie> ((what's the dice syntax again?)) <GM> ((syntax is !dice # tn )) <GM> ((tn is 0 )) <Nixie> ((tn?)) <GM> ((TN = target number)) <GM> ((the number you gotta beat to have a success, you dunno the TN so just use 0 )) <Nixie> ((ok)) <Nixie> !dice 6 0 <Remo> Nixie rolled -+ 9 5 4 4 2 5 +- Succes -> 6 <GM> Nixie rolled -+ 2 1 2 5 3 4 +- Succes -> 6 <Pendarus> (hey the download of Shadow run third edition just started :) ) <GM> ((cool)) <GM> * Pen, actions? * <GM> * The female elf you entered with walks off toward the bar. * <GM> * You meander into the crowd of wannabe's. * <GM> * You keep an eye on your watch as 60 seconds ticks by, bringing the current time to 6:46pm. * <Pendarus> (an eye as in like looking every other min or so) <Pendarus> (probably longer to start and more oftin when 7 is closer) <GM> *You get tussled by the raving kids. * <GM> * The hot female elf is out of your sight now. * <Pendarus> (tussled?) <GM> !dice 6 0 <Remo> GM rolled -+ 4 4 4 1 5 4 +- Succes -> 6 <GM> *They bump inot you because they're dancing crazily. * <Pendarus> hey I can join the fun of dancing :) <GM> * OF course. * <Pendarus> which is why i said I danced when on the dance floor :) <GM> * Pen, you start grooving tothe very loud music. * <GM> * Roll Charisma. * <Pendarus> !dice 6 0 <Remo> Pendarus rolled -+ 10 4 4 9 3 1 +- Succes -> 6 <Pendarus> ( is low or high good? ) <GM> * Pen, you totally cut a rug and start putting the MAD moves on several little chickies. * <GM> * They think you're hot shit. * <GM> * Go player, go. * <GM> ((higher the better)) <Pendarus> ( muahaha flock to me my minons) <GM> * Two girls offer to leave with you and "show you to heaven". * <GM> * One's got blue hair, the other flaming red. Both are wearing skimpy leather. * <Pendarus> ( I have something to do at 7, otherwise...) <GM> * This offer is made while they beging feeling each other up and making out in front of you. * <GM> * Tell them that, not me. * <GM> * You use the skill of roleplaying to refuse their offer. * <GM> * They frown. * <Pendarus> (bah he is better at it then I am ) <GM> * "Party pooper!" * <GM> ((role play him...be mr. suave)) <GM> ((this is all about character)) <Pendarus> ( I ant mister suave thus its hard to roleplay) <GM> * They turn their attentions back to each other. * <GM> *You're a hard man, Pen. * <GM> * Willpowers everywhere salute you. * <GM> * "Pssshaw!" * <GM> * They dance off together, finding more interest in one another now. * <Pendarus> ( sure whatever :) ) <GM> * Business before pleasure, right? * <Pendarus> ( who knows ) <GM> * Your watch read 6: 50 * <Pendarus> still have 5 min <GM> *You continue dancing. * <GM> * Without further incident. * <GM> * Time passes as you dance. * <GM> * It becomes more and more apparent that the majority of the kids here are high as a kite. * <GM> * At 6:55 you head to the bar. * <GM> * No one's just sitting there, everyone's ordering and going off. * <GM> * A black-haired kid looks up at you. * <GM> * 6'2", pretty big guy. * <GM> * "Go to the back. There's a door marked with a green light. Tell the guy guarding it that you gotta see the cheese." * <Pendarus> "thanks" <GM> * You start making your way to the back of the club and see a door marked with a green light. A large ork standing 6'5" and weighing about 250 pounds stands in front of it looking very surly. * <GM> * He eyes the crowd of dancers. * <Pendarus> "I am looking for mr Smithers, I am supost to see him" <GM> "What?" <GM> * He looks at you crossly. * <Pendarus> "I was directed by the bar to come here and tell you I need to speak with Mr Smithers" <GM> "That ain't the password." <GM> "Who you wanna talk to, buddy?" <Pendarus> "there is a password?" <GM> "..." <GM> "Who did the bar tell you to talk to?" <Pendarus> "how about the the cheese" <GM> roll intelligence <GM> "That's better." <GM> * He opens the door. * <Pendarus> dice 4 0 <GM> "Door in the back on the left." <GM> ((hehe, relax, pen...just rp)) <Pendarus> (role play? what?... you asked for int check) <GM> ((yeah, but don;t get frustrated by things like "ask for the cheese")) <GM> * You enter a hallway with an open door at the end. * <GM> * It's on the left. * <Pendarus> (frustrated? I am not frustrated...) <GM> ((sorry, you sighed, thought you might have gotten pissed)) <GM> *Inside sits two men and the elven chick you came inside with. * <GM> * You enter and look around. * <Pendarus> "is Mr Smithers here?" <GM> * The man behind the desk barks at you, "YEAH! Dat's me! Get in here so we can start!" * <GM> * Sitting behind a desk at the end of the room is a short, balding man in his early 40's. He wears a striped business shirt and trousers. He's portly, with a pot belly and a thick cigar between his teeth. * <GM> * The woman, you alreayd know. * <GM> * A human man is in here as well. He stands 6' tall with a slim, wiry build of about 165 lbs., sporting military-cut white hair and dark bags under his blue eyes. He wears a light grey long coat over a white cotton wife beater tucked into a pair of khaki trousers with brown boots. He moves with an unnatural smoothness, and the muscles where his neck meets his collar bone ripple and spasm a bit ever-so-often. <GM> * <GM> * 6:58 * <GM> "Siddown!" <GM> The girl and the human man are sitting in chairs facing the desk. * <Pendarus> "well what can I do for you?" <GM> *There's a third chair that you help yourself to. * <GM> * He looks at you astaonished. * <GM> * "Well, first you can shut yer mouth and lemme do the talkin'! This here's my dime and I call the shots in this meetin'." * <GM> * He points a finger at you. * <GM> * He stands up and fixes his supsenders. * <GM> * He's maybe 5'8". * <GM> * He looks your group over and snorts. * <GM> * "I tell 'em to send muscle and lookit whut I get....A couple-a fairies and a skinny kid." * <GM> * He grumbles. * <GM> * "Well, I guess there ain't no harm in it." * <Nixie> *pink* <GM> * "Look, I called you all here cuz I need yer servies for a job." <Nixie> "We figured" <GM> * He paces while he talks, waving his arms which shows off the sweat stains beneath them. * <GM> * "I got a problem with a gang." * <GM> * "Besides this club here, I own an apartment complex a few blocks away." * <GM> * Now, takin' care a'dis place is a full time job, so sometimes I'm unable to keep these fuckin' vultures off-a my tenants." * <GM> * "They've been threatening them all. Tellin' me they're gonna burn the place to the ground if I don't pay 'em protection money" * <GM> * "Now I says this is bulldrek." * <GM> * "That's where you come in." * <GM> * "I'd rather hire a group of you guys to come in and clean house than have to worry about that damn gang squeezin' money outta me every chan ce they get." * <GM> * "Last time I told them to fuck off they gave me three days." * <GM> * That was dis' mornin'."* <GM> * "I need alla you's to go out there and take care of my place." * <Nixie> "Who are they?" <GM> * "Do whatever you gotta do, but make sure they don't do nuthin' to my buildin' or its people." * <GM> * "They're called the Soul Rangers." * <GM> * "Not sur ehow many of em there are, but they ain't got more'n 12 members." * <GM> * "Which is why i ax'ed fer heavy muscle..." * <GM> * He snorts again. * <GM> * "Any more questions?" * <Nixie> "What else do you know about this gang?" <GM> * "Well, they got bikes. They claim their girlfriends as part of there numbers, too." * <Nixie> "as part of the 12?" <GM> * "All I really know iss'at they've been harrassin' my people and thretening to burn my place down!" * <GM> * "Yeah."* <GM> * "They burned my buddy's building to the ground, and I don't wanna see that happen ta mine!" * <GM> * "So's I guess you could say they like fire too." * <Pendarus> "do you know where they say or hang out?" <GM> * "Hell, if I knew that I woulda sent some of my boys down there to take care of 'em myself!" * <GM> * "But as it is, I can't spare the man-power. Which is why I need you's guys." * <Nixie> "Where' s the buidling?" <GM> * He chews on his stinky cigar and stares at you all. * <GM> * "1226 Athens Blvd. About six blocks from the club." <Nixie> "How have they harrassed the tenants before?" <Nixie> "Have they come knocking on their doors?" <GM> * "Yeah, sure they have." * <GM> * "They got my people scared shitless!" * <Nixie> "Is that generally what they do then?" <GM> * "Beggin' me ta' protect 'em and such!" * <Nixie> "just so we know what to expect" <GM> * "Yeah, but they mean business." * <GM> * "If they didn't, I wouldn't be offerin' you all 10 grand a piece to take them outta the picture." * <Nixie> "ok" <GM> * "And udder bright pearls o' wisdom?" * <GM> * The man with the white hair and long coat speaks up, "Yeah, I've got one...What are their colors?" <GM> * "Black jackets mit' orange stripes all over 'em. And their helmets is Orange too, wit' some flaming skulls painted on 'em or somethin'." * <GM> * The man nods. * <Nixie> "human?" <GM> * "Anyt'ing else?" * <GM> * "Yeah, they're all breeders like me." * <GM> * He chuckles. * <GM> * "You two fellahs done?" * <Pendarus> "I think we have everything" <Nixie> "I'm done" <GM> * The tall, wiry man stands as well. * <Pendarus> "well lets head off and deal with this gang then" <GM> * "Good! You got t'ree days to make sure this gang don't bother me anymore." <GM> * <GM> * "Get outta here!" * <Pendarus> "not a problem" <GM> * He waves his stubby arms crazily in the air. * <GM> * The human man follows you both. * <GM> "I'm Twitch," he says, offering his hand to Nixie." <Nixie> "Nixie, nice ta meetcha" <Pendarus> "I am Pedarus, its nice to meet you both" <GM> * He nods at the both of you. * <Pendarus> "well then we are in a club... care to dance Nixie" <Nixie> "I don't think so" <GM> * Twitch looks at Pendarus quizzically. * <GM> * "We have work to do." * <Pendarus> "thats to bad, and ill bet you are a good dancer too" <Pendarus> "Twitch we have plenty of time" <GM> * "We should get to the building as soon as possible." * <GM> * "..." * <Pendarus> "if you insist, lead on" <Nixie> "I agree, no time like the present" <GM> * "The gang gave him 3 days starting this morning...They're going to make a hit within those three days, not three days from now." <GM> "Or were we at the same meeting?" <Pendarus> "that means we have the rest of tonight and 2 more days" <Pendarus> "that is plenty of time" <GM> "They could be burning the place to the ground right now." <Pendarus> "humm, they could be, but then they would have lied about the three days" <GM> * Regardless, you all decide to head to the apartments. * <GM> "I wouldn't put that above them." <Pendarus> "generally with "protection" you dont burn the place down until after they have not paid" <GM> "Street gangs are scum who rely on intimidation and fear to get what they want." <Pendarus> "otherwise why would anyone pay, if you just burn peoples places down without giving em the chance to pay" <GM> "Mr. Smithers already made it clear to them that he wasn't going to pay." <Pendarus> "well he said last time I told them to fuck off they gave me 3 days" <Pendarus> "which they exspect money to be givin before that is over if not they burn it down" <Pendarus> "you dont burn down a place that might still make you money" <GM> "His answer was final." <GM> "I've dealt with a lot of these gangs. The three days is a load of crap." <GM> "They know they aren't getting payed." <GM> "They'll give Smithers a day, maybe a day and half tops before they make their move." <GM> "It'll make them look stronger." <Pendarus> "maybe" <GM> * And at this debate we will pause. * <Pendarus> "ill take your word for it, does not matter much to me how they think" <GM> * Our feline collegue requires shut-eye. * Quits: Nixie (~ladyink@h24-80-148-74.no.shawcable.net) (Read error: Connection reset by peer) <Pendarus> feline? <GM> * Twitch shrugs, "They're scum." * <GM> meaning inkie GM (the-superf@A010-0868.SCRM.splitrock.net) is now known as SuperFly` <SuperFly`> WHEW! <SuperFly`> okay <SuperFly`> wow Pendarus (me@THELAPTOP.RES.cmu.edu) is now known as thelaptop <SuperFly`> i haven't Gm'ed in years I should sleep as well have to be up in 5 hours <SuperFly`> can i have the log? 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 * Nixie sits at the table and cleans her guns
 * Nixie revels in the smell of gun oil
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 * Nixie checks the clock and puts everything back together
 * Nixie packs her pistols and puts on her coat
 * Nixie packs up both ingrams, and the ares, knife, armor jacket, 2 grenades, 2 stims, a trama patch... and puts on her wrist phone
 * Nixie grumbles about the weather
 * Nixie hails a cab
 * Nixie breaths deeply outside the cab and jumps in, giving the guy the address
 * GM changes topic to '#S-Run..."And when Mr. Bigglesworth gets upset, people... DIE!!".'
 * Nixie breaths shallowly in the back seat
 * Nixie pays her cabby, and gets out
 * Pendarus does the same
 * Nixie looks over the outside of the club
 * Pendarus quietly walks in
 * Nixie approaches the door
 * Pendarus looks up
 * Pendarus just looks at him
 * Pendarus looks to the back of the line
 * Nixie walks up to the front of the line
 * Nixie smiles at the bouncer
 * Nixie smiles invitingly
 * Nixie looks at Pendarus
 * Pendarus sighs
 * Pendarus looks at his watch and sighs again
 * Pendarus looks up at the troll again then continues on inside
 * Nixie nods and goes past inside
 * Nixie walks into the club
 * Pendarus seems not to notice
 * Nixie is a 6'4" tall elven female, strong and lean with high cheekbones and short purple spiky hair. Dressed in a skin tight sleeveless leather catsuit which accents her shiney hot pink cybernetic arms. Her spiky bangs fall over a pair of stunning green cats eyes. A long sleeveless trench coat and a pair of knee high heeled boots finish her outfit.
 * Pendarus is 6'5" elven male, lean, whering a pair of slacks and a long sleeve shirt, with a black duster over that and a small hat also black (the ones that only cover the top of your head down to above your ears, tight cant remember name)
 * Nixie looks around for a minute and then srides to the bar
 * Pendarus looks at his watch again
 * Pendarus streches and looks/walks around
 * Nixie looks around to see if anyone *actually* does look tough
 * Pendarus just walks around and watchs dancing some when on the floor
 * Pendarus keeps an eye on his watch though
 * Pendarus keeps it up til about 5 to 7pm
 * Pendarus politly declines
 * Pendarus using whatever needed stat/skill tells them "sorry but I have a meeting at 7... otherwise... well maybe after "
 * Pendarus smiles at them "how about I come back after the meeting"
 * Pendarus at 6:55 walks over to the bar
 * Pendarus walks up to one of the people working there and asks for mr smithers
 * Pendarus follows the instructions
 * Pendarus sighs
 * Pendarus walks down the hall to the door in the back on the left
 * Pendarus looks inside
 * Pendarus walks in and looks at his watch
 * Pendarus finds a place to sit and sits down
 * Pendarus smiles a bit
 * Nixie smirks
 * Pendarus smiles
 * Nixie crosses her shiny pinky arms on her chest
 * Nixie nods
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 * Nixie stands up
 * Pendarus stands up
 * Pendarus walks out
 * Nixie smirks and heads to the door
 * Nixie walks down the hall and out the door with the big guy at the end
 * Pendarus goes with her
 * Nixie refrains from making an obvious joke and take his hand
 * Nixie raises an eyebrow at him
 * Nixie sips her forgotten drink
 * SuperFly` shakes it off