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destinystrings2012-09-05 09:29 pm
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[Game Opening, Part 4 : Mission 1 - Take Out the Bull by the Horns]
Who: Yu, Akihiko, Kanji, Minako, Guybrush, Link (Ocarina of Time), Shinjiro, Margaret, Yosuke, Kotetsu, Barnaby, Daichi, Gentarou, Mitsuru
Where: Middle of the F1 in Taurus; Nyx's Night Club.
Summary: Taurus Sector Mission
Warnings: Drinking, Smoking, Swearing, Brothels, Naughty Persona, Implied Everything.
You might feel a little out of your league. After they took you into a room where a series of robots cleaned and dressed you up, you were all put inside a limousine together. There appears to be a lot of drinks inside, but go easy on the rum! You need to keep your wits about you soon. Your driver is one of the many men in black from the Government. You are all members of a rich family; it says so on your fake entrance cards. No need to wait in line like the other peons, oh no, you get to come in as guests of honor.
Your mission is Calculated Infiltration.
And not just anywhere, but Nyx's Night Club! The hottest nightclub, it also requires a strict dressing code. According to the Government's Task force, the source of the disturbance detected in the sector is in the lower levels. Unfortunately, it is heavily guarded and with a lot of civilians nearby, quite possibly drunk, you cannot just waltz in. First step will be locating your double agent and contact who will supply you with a password. Using your COMP system, you should be able to locate them in the large crowd that has gathered tonight. No name, and no clue or idea who they are. Simply that your audio function will register a match when you do find them.
Of course, this is Nyx's Nightclub! Like everything else here, it's got a rather shady side. The Brothel and Drug Cartel below are your true targets. Word is that one of the heads of Anoli is a honored guest, and that the bar's owner is a sympathizer.
As in every city, there is a fine line between tolerance and allowing your foes to go around as they please. Whatever they are conducting down there, it had the sirens going off. You need to find out why, exactly.
Lucky you.
As you enter the Club, music starts blaring into your ears, as lasers, lights, drinks, and people dancing in cages surround you in a visual and audio orgy. It's hard to see, but you need to stay in character, and find your contact. Once one of you does, you can proceed on.
[OOC : For now, you can start threads trying to find their contact, OR there reaction to being there. MINGLE AS A TEAM IF YOU WANT :3. As with every log like this, ONCE THEY GET TO THE LOWER LEVELS, you are free to start your own thread and have your characters stop swarm of monsters on your own. Don't forget to write your character's Persona awakening later on as well!]
Where: Middle of the F1 in Taurus; Nyx's Night Club.
Summary: Taurus Sector Mission
Warnings: Drinking, Smoking, Swearing, Brothels, Naughty Persona, Implied Everything.
You might feel a little out of your league. After they took you into a room where a series of robots cleaned and dressed you up, you were all put inside a limousine together. There appears to be a lot of drinks inside, but go easy on the rum! You need to keep your wits about you soon. Your driver is one of the many men in black from the Government. You are all members of a rich family; it says so on your fake entrance cards. No need to wait in line like the other peons, oh no, you get to come in as guests of honor.
Your mission is Calculated Infiltration.
And not just anywhere, but Nyx's Night Club! The hottest nightclub, it also requires a strict dressing code. According to the Government's Task force, the source of the disturbance detected in the sector is in the lower levels. Unfortunately, it is heavily guarded and with a lot of civilians nearby, quite possibly drunk, you cannot just waltz in. First step will be locating your double agent and contact who will supply you with a password. Using your COMP system, you should be able to locate them in the large crowd that has gathered tonight. No name, and no clue or idea who they are. Simply that your audio function will register a match when you do find them.
Of course, this is Nyx's Nightclub! Like everything else here, it's got a rather shady side. The Brothel and Drug Cartel below are your true targets. Word is that one of the heads of Anoli is a honored guest, and that the bar's owner is a sympathizer.
As in every city, there is a fine line between tolerance and allowing your foes to go around as they please. Whatever they are conducting down there, it had the sirens going off. You need to find out why, exactly.
Lucky you.
As you enter the Club, music starts blaring into your ears, as lasers, lights, drinks, and people dancing in cages surround you in a visual and audio orgy. It's hard to see, but you need to stay in character, and find your contact. Once one of you does, you can proceed on.
[OOC : For now, you can start threads trying to find their contact, OR there reaction to being there. MINGLE AS A TEAM IF YOU WANT :3. As with every log like this, ONCE THEY GET TO THE LOWER LEVELS, you are free to start your own thread and have your characters stop swarm of monsters on your own. Don't forget to write your character's Persona awakening later on as well!]
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She makes no promises.no subject
He sighs, starting to walk. "Do what you want. It's still nothing you should concern yourself with. Like I said, it ain't anything contagious."
Worry about something else. Like whether or not your brother is a narcoleptic.
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But she still has room to deal with Minato's issues and yours too.
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He has half a mind to just let some well-deserved silence take the helm, watching her out of the corner of of his eye. He's sure he's seen that look before. One of those prying things, like it was a bullet that had every intention of piercing through steel.
"Look," he says, "they want us to fight for them, don't they? I doubt they'd bring in a defective product that couldn't do its job."
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Pushing things now over what's probably just a cold isn't going to help. She squeezes his arm to forcibly change the subject. "Come on, let's keep looking."
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He leads her through the demon-infused crowd that’s mingling beneath the harsh, strobing streaks of light. He weaves past some, circling behind others, while carefully avoiding a handful altogether. He scans their faces for anything that might be a hint of unpredatory interest, eyes flickering to the COMP to see if the voices register.
Nothing.
In the silence he thinks that this is why he had tried so hard to keep things as they were back home—platonic and uninvolved. The more attached you became to someone, the harder it was to accept the less desirable things life had in store. The more difficult it was to accept that one future you had seen coming a long time ago, wondering, perhaps for the first time, if maybe there was something you could do to change it.
He looks up at the multi-colored lights that threaten to blind him, all of it suddenly as surreal as the racing undercurrent of music that seems to pulse beneath the floor like a heartbeat. At the demons that aren’t quite Shadows, at the cages, and the humans that co-exist in the space between. And then it hits him, harder than in the moments after he first opened his eyes, that he’s alive, for whatever reason. It’s September again (didn't he hear someone say that it was the first? Or is it the second by now?), and October 4th is still more than a month away. It’s almost like he’s been sent back to live that one month over again, except the world's a little more screwed up this time around.
“...I’ll think about it," he says. "The dancing thing.”
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"I'll look forward to it, if you decide to. ...But we can find a better place for it."
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He's not offering to put on a show in front of a hundred demon spectators. That idea can go to hell.
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....Sorry, Shinji, she's laughing. His expression is just too much.
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"If you have enough time to laugh in this damn place, you can spend it looking for the contact. See anything?"
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It had been nice to hear her laughing though.
He sighs, looking across the crowd at the question. They would cover things faster that way. Just how much of a needle in a demon-infested haystack was this contact trying to be? At least the club's floor isn't as big as it could be. It won't be difficult to locate her—or any of the others—if he needs to. He all ready has several of the animal-stuck-in-headlights kids from earlier that he's keeping an eye on, because if they actually know how to handle themselves, he'll eat his hat and cover it in Aki's protein shit while he's at it.
"You fine going alone?"
Probably a stupid question. She had looked like she had grown up with that dress wrapped around her the moment they had all been shoved in that limo.
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She's not sure she could compete with a succubus when it really came down to it.