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Penguin's Nest Grand Opening

Who: King DeDeDe, the employees of the Penguin's Nest, a whole bunch of succubi and incubi, and YOU
Where: The Penguin's Nest in the Taurus District
Summary: There's a new nightclub in town, and it's having its grand opening tonight
Warnings: This place is an adult entertainment venue, so potentially sex, drugs, alcohol, and things like that. Probably just regular mingling and chatting, though.

[Creepy graffiti be damned, this penguin has a club to open. It's been a busy few weeks: getting the electricity connected, hiring employees, orchestrating various demons that showed up looking for work that would suit their own appetites, and schmoozing with the locals in the area to ensure everything would go off smoothly without any native / visitor strife on the big night.

The work seems to have paid off, and the place is newly renovated and ready for business. The area around the entrance has been cleaned up, and there's a velvet rope outside to mark the building as something other than a simple warehouse. The door has an emblem of a cartoon DeDeDe giving a V-for-victory sign - his personal insignia from when he was still the king of Dreamland.

Piano music can be heard from behind the door, inviting visitors in for a night of adult pleasure. Do you enter?]

((OOC: The club is open for business! Threadjacking and mingling is encouraged. If there's anything I've missed, or if there's a location you'd like to play in that I haven't made a thread for, feel free to create your own.))

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[DeDeDe chuckles a bit, reaching into his pocket and sliding some money over toward the bartender all the same.]

Yeah, she knew her way around the city all right.

[Still purposefully vague on the details, of course.]

Smooth as ever, I suppose. Gotta say, I didn't expect that many people to actually volunteer to work in a place like this.

When I was with the Federation, we'd visit the city after successful missions to celebrate... It wasn't often that I was on the ground among civilians. It's not something I'm used to.

[She presses the palm of her hand against her forehead as the alcohol is really starting to take effect...]

They volunteered? You didn't hire them?

Better get used to it, then. Sounds like we're gonna be here for a while. Not that I mind.

[He shrugs a bit.]

Might wanna slow down a little on the hard stuff if you're not used to it. 'Specially if you're drinkin' from the bottom shelf.

[A small chuckle as he waves his hand.]

Oh, no, 'course I'm payin' 'em. But shakin' your body for money... well, generally either the money's gotta be real good or you gotta be real desperate, y'know?

There is free passage between our worlds, actually... I've learned that I'm capable of returning whenever I'd like. Though for the time being, I'd prefer not to.

[For far too many reasons, actually. At first Samus seems to heed his warning about her drink, as she stares at it with almost curiosity as to the things it was doing to her mind. However, in the end, she finishes it off and sets aside the empty glass, sitting up straight and swaying a little in the process. Well, despite the dizziness, at least she was feeling more relaxed now. Though she might have overdone it just a bit.

The hunter looks over her shoulder at those working around the club, and she could see his point... Still, though.]

I try not to pass judgement on those based on their professions... it'd make me a rather nasty sounding hypocrite, wouldn't it?

Heh. Doubt that applies to me either way.

[What with the being dead there and all. DeDeDe just shrugs, watching Samus knock back her drink like a pro.]

Glad to hear it. I ain't exactly in the business of judgin' people for it either. Everybody's gotta do what they can do, whether it's blastin' aliens in the face or sellin' this kind of entertainment. If you got a talent for it, doesn't make much sense not to make some coin on it.

I don't exactly do what I do for the profit, just as those in the military don't join for the sake of making money... unless they're mercenaries, of course.

[She was probably something close to a mercenary, really, but she liked to view her relationship with the Federation as far more professional than that.]

I make enough to supply myself for my missions, and then enough to get by... [Samus pinches the bridge of her nose a little. Yup, here comes the wooziness, she probably had one too many of those drinks. It's making her tongue a little looser than it normally would be.]

Sometimes I wish I could get away from it for a while... the job demands so many sacrifices... maybe that's the real reason I'm still here in Hinoto-Ri.

Hey, a living's a living. And you're protectin' people, which is a damn sight better than most folk.

[DeDeDe briefly waves over the bartender before continuing the conversation.]

Get the lady a chaser.

[And then back to Samus.]

Well, it's not my first choice for a vacation spot, but it ain't bad, either.

[Samus blinks and shakes her head a little at DeDeDe's request for another drink.]

I think I've had enough for one night...

[Though her refusal is only halfhearted. Her inhibitions aren't exactly top tier right now, after all. Samus leans over the bar a bit, propping her elbows on the table and gripping her head.]

... I think, if I hadn't come here, I wouldn't have needed the 'vacation'. When I'm on a mission, I try to put away all sense of emotional attachment until it's completed, for the sake of efficiency...

I was hoping I wouldn't have to cope with the fact that I recently killed two of my fellow bounty hunters until after I returned home and completed my mission. This place has made me think about it far more than I had been expecting...

[The drink arrives - it's clearly just ice water.]

Don't worry 'bout it. You look like you've had plenty. Here, drink up.

[DeDeDe respects Samus. He's not about to shove drinks at her until she doesn't know up from down.]

Killed 'em...? Sounds like a hell of a story, but I won't ask if you don't feel like rememberin' it any more.

[... Ah. That might help. The hunter graciously downs the water, trying to quell the buzz. When she sets down the drink, she dismissively waves her hand in the air.]

Evil twins, radioactive substances, extreme cases of insanity... I'm well equipped to handle stressful situations like this, I just haven't received any closure on the situation yet...

My current concern is the status of my condition. That... place, that I went to.... taunted me, showed me my fate if I were to succumb to the Phazon corrupting me.

I just need a break.

Well, you're welcome here any time you feel like takin' the edge off. Might not exactly be the kinda atmosphere you're used to an' all, but hell, who knows - little change of scenery might do you some good. And we got the best bouncers in the city makin' sure nobody gets too grabby. Not that you can't handle a whole club fulla perverts yourself.

[Samus glances over herself in response to his promised protection from the bouncers.]

... I don't exactly think that will be a problem.

[Dressed like a soldier and giving off an air that she would be ready to break off someone's arm if they tried anything funny, she doesn't think anyone will even want to come near her.]

I'm not used to places like this but it's been a relaxing night. Your bartender is at least pleasant enough.

Which one? Johnny or the short one?

I don't know his name. I'm assuming identifying him by his flirtatious attitude alone wouldn't be enough?

[She drinks some more of the water before gesturing to her eyes.]

He wasn't human. And I wouldn't describe him as short, so in all likelihood I mean Johnny.

Ah. Yeah, definitely Johnny.

It's almost a comfort to know that there are many people in this city aside from myself who look human, and yet aren't. Is Johnny a demon like the other demon residents here?

Vampire, pretty sure. I don't do much in the way of pryin', though.

Vampire...? [She knows what vampirism is... at least as a scientific term. It was a commonly used word to describe the nature of metroids to siphon pure energy from their victims... She had no idea what it meant for a humanoid to be considered a vampire.] I apologize... could you elaborate?

Nope. Dunno much about it myself. He's good people, though. Nothin' to worry about.

He drains... energy off of others, though? [She can't help but be a little wary.] I apologize, the only form of vampirism I've dealt with involved dangerous alien creatures.

Don't you worry your pretty little head about Johnny. Me 'n Otoha'll see to it that he don't step outta line. That whole no fightin' thing applies to the employees too.

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