Overseer ICBOTToday at 1:47 AM
((Temporary channel created by @Sam Smiles))

Sam SmilesToday at 1:48 AM
(We can use this one for people to split off from the main group and also for interactions with NPC's, ect. Figured it might be a good idea given how crowded we are.)

RecluseToday at 1:48 AM
((ye, smart))

Sam SmilesToday at 1:50 AM
The Penumbra is one of Seattle's most iconic nightclub spots, and holds a reputation for having kept it's doors open continiously through the numerous decades of chaos and disaster that have plauged the metroplex throughout the sixth world. It's aesthic has changed little over the years, maintaining it's tried and true image and reputation as an archetypical example of the cyberpunk nightclub.

RecluseToday at 1:54 AM
The bartender tonight is a human best described as "A brick drekhouse". He looks honestly like he better belongs outside bouncing, but here he is, flipping drinks behind his back and shaking mixers together like a maestro. After a few moments of attempting to ignore the loud, pushy asian man vying for his attention, he finishes his serving of an actual previous customer's drink and turns to Xeno and CAPCOM "Evening gents. Order up, make it quick. We got anything that'll make you drunk, chummer"

XenoToday at 1:58 AM
"GIVE ME A FUZZY NAVEL!" Xeno shouts over the noise "NO WAIT, A MOSCOW MULE!"
"I WANT IT IN THE SPECIAL MUG! MAKE SURE IT COMES IN THE MUG!"

CAPCOMToday at 1:59 AM
"Long Island iced tea, heavy on the rum, light on they syrup, and Aztecola if you got it."

XenoToday at 1:59 AM
Xeno starts laughing at CAPCOM again.

CAPCOMToday at 2:00 AM
"Xeno, you're a real character."

RecluseToday at 2:00 AM
The bartender gamely makes no reaction to be shouted at nearly face to face, and with a blur of motion a long handled copper mug is slid in front of Xeno, a thick wedge of lime floating atop it. Next is CAPCOM's order, this time with the added flourish of the cola mixing for flair. The barman's face hasn't changed from that almost glazed look a man focusing on a constant stream of AR might display "Anything else?"

Winter 冬Today at 2:00 AM
Steps away from the uncomfortable pile of runners packed into the booth and waits patiently to order.

XenoToday at 2:01 AM
"THANKS! YOU'RE VERY LARGE!"

CAPCOMToday at 2:01 AM
"I'll be back if this doesn't cut it."
"I mean, getting me drunk that is."

XenoToday at 2:01 AM
Xeno takes the drink and steps aside to let others through. He looks at CAPCOM again, "SHOULDN'T YOU BE DEAD?"

RecluseToday at 2:02 AM
"You can wait in line with the rest if you don't. Move up, you're not flying VIP tags and there's a line, chummers" The bartender makes a slight shooing motion as he smoothly turns around to cover the opposite side of the bar, his partner overwhelmed by a large gaggle of edgy trenchcoat-clad teenagers who barely look like even a fake SIN could get them in

CAPCOMToday at 2:05 AM
"Seems like he's got a good head on his shoulders," CAPCOM says as he steps away from the bar to find a relatively uncrowded area to drink in peace.
"Not you Xeno. The big man."
"As for whether I should be dead, that depends on your religious and philosophical views."

XenoToday at 2:06 AM
Xeno turns in place, looking lost for a second. He reaches into his jacket pocket with one hand and fishes out a pair of ear buds, puts them in, and activates the sound filter.

RecluseToday at 2:06 AM
Having smoothly dealt out multiple disgustingly neon-colored daiquiris and margaritas to the assembly across from the runner's side, the bartender motions a finger at Winter to place her own order

XenoToday at 2:07 AM
"I MEAN 'CAUSE--" He stops himself, "You're like, what, a hundred years old?"
"Aren't you afraid your bones are gonna turn to fucking dust the second you try to dance?"
"You absolute slave to time."

CAPCOMToday at 2:09 AM
"I'm not exactly looking to bust out the break-dancing." The insults go in one ear and out the other.

Winter 冬Today at 2:09 AM
Shuffles up around the crowded bar and yells her order.
"Cider, three bottles please. Shot of rum, any type will do. Thank you."

XenoToday at 2:10 AM
"With bones as worn down by the centuries as yours, any kind of dancing is break-dancing!"
Xeno bursts out laughing like this is the height of comedy.

CAPCOMToday at 2:10 AM
"Fuck."
CAPCOM cracks a smile.

RecluseToday at 2:11 AM
The bartender raises the slightest edge of his mouth at the volume of the order, but duly produces 3 bottles of Salish branded Pear cider and injects a shot of a Carib-league sourced spiced rum to each before setting the bottles down from a mid air juggle "Three bottles of cider, shot of rum each. Enjoy."

XenoToday at 2:12 AM
Xeno staunches his laughter with a big gulp of his drink. "Ah, there you are, good sport. Not like that little bitch dwarf outside, oohhhh I hope they make it in while I still remember them."

Winter 冬Today at 2:13 AM
"Doumo"

Winter forces her way through the storm of patrons back to the others.

CAPCOMToday at 2:16 AM
"I'm glad you told em to fuck off, I'd have been liable to brick his comm."
"Genuine insults sit poorly with me."

Sam SmilesToday at 2:17 AM
Said bitch dwarf is at that moment spotted riding past on the shoulders of a troll escort.

CAPCOMToday at 2:17 AM
"Speak of the devil."

XenoToday at 2:17 AM
"THE BITCH!"

Sam SmilesToday at 2:18 AM
Said dwarf seems oblivious to the runners, and winds up taking their new wheels up to one of the dance platforms overlooking the main dancefloor. It dosn't seem to be VIP access only at the moment as it's only a sunday.

XenoToday at 2:19 AM
Xeno looks like he is seriously considering going after them, but having been given no provocation, is kind of stuck in place like a wind-up doll that's been caught on something.
Eventually whatever mental block is happening unhooks itself, and Xeno manages to move again. He takes another drink and looks around like he is seeing the interior of the club for the first time.

Sam SmilesToday at 2:23 AM
(I have TD permission for NPC interactions and the ilk BTW.)

XenoToday at 2:23 AM
"This place is kinda trash, huh?" He says as he heads back over to the booths.

CAPCOMToday at 2:26 AM
"It's nostalgic, like, the real kind of nostalgia. Not the bullshit they cook up for simsense."

MuseToday at 2:26 AM
Muse finally manages to clamber out of the booth and head towards the bar, eyes catching on anyone and anything along the way.

RecluseToday at 2:27 AM
The brick drekhouse in human form glances over at the two incoming. Their tabs might be getting paid, but they're still not flying VIP tags. So they get to wait til he's well and ready. Eventually, he nods at the elf and human duo "Ladies. What'll it be?"

CAPCOMToday at 2:32 AM
In short order CAPCOM downs the stronger than average alcoholic beverage in his hand and pulls out a cigar, looking around to check smoking etiquette.

MuseToday at 2:34 AM
Muse doesn't notice she's being addressed at first; she was busy staring at the elf with the wild hair talking to her friends a few meters away. "Oh, huh? Um... shit, I forget. Screwdriver I guess?"

Sam SmilesToday at 2:34 AM
<<DNI: The males have begun their mating display.>>

StarlingToday at 2:35 AM
With Starling right behind, she checks what she had pulled up in AR. "I'll just take a Tequila Sunrise and a bottle of vodka for now, thanks."

MuseToday at 2:36 AM
DNI: oh this i gota see

StarlingToday at 2:36 AM
<DNI: ...oh, this should be good.>

RecluseToday at 2:37 AM
The bartender nods, and since it's a pretty lady who looks to be high on something sensory-enhancing, gives the expected show, bottle of vodka flipping from behind his back to catch on the back of a palm, then flipped around to decant into an already waiting glass that his free hand deftly starts swirling a carton of orange juice into. He tops it off with an exaggerated flourish motion mimicking a chef's garnish, a sprig of mint on top. The Tequila Sunrise receives an equal display of artisanal expertise and the drinks are served up

StarlingToday at 2:38 AM
Starling gives the bartender a small clap and takes her drinks. Whenever Muse takes hers, she'd walk back to the table with her, probably flirting a bit on the way back.

MuseToday at 2:39 AM
Muse stares dumbfounded at the display of skill, and claps her hands in applause as he presents the drink. Slowly realizing that she needs those hands to take the drink from him, she wrests control of them back from her impulse and takes the drink.
"Oh hey fancy seeing you here."

StarlingToday at 2:44 AM
"Small world, huh?"

CAPCOMToday at 2:45 AM
CAPCOM lights a cigar and heads back to the group.

Sam SmilesToday at 2:57 AM
's body moves in unearthly ways on the dancefloor, it becomes rapidly apparent just how far removed the elve's body is from what even the most graceful of elves are normally capable of, genetic and bio-engineered tissue  shimmering, the elf twisting invitingly before Switch before drawing him in closer with a barley audible peel of laughter.

SwitchToday at 2:59 AM
Switch tries to keep up, but is outclassed in this situation. He slowly resigns to a following role, then eventually stops trying, in awe of the gracious yet unnatural movement.

Sam SmilesToday at 3:03 AM
The elf almost fifteen years Switch's younger encourages the decker. Their toned pale yet decidedly native features twisting on the dancefloor. Their movements cast in hues of crimson, and silver by the flashing neon lights As they move together Sam guides Switch, trying to help him relax the best the can. Building the former spider's confidence before twisting away just a little, daring him closer.

XenoToday at 4:58 AM
Xeno stumbles into the bathroom, and emerges five minutes later, coat ripped, hair mussed, sweating, covered in water stains, and is badly hiding a bloody undershirt and bleeding lip. He attempts to make it over to the booth, does he make it?

Sam SmilesToday at 5:01 AM
Feels a firm hand come to rest on his shoulder. The bouncer from before stands before him flanked on either side by a pair of mencing trolls in actioner business suits.

XenoToday at 5:01 AM
Xeno takes a swing at them.
Attempting to catch all three with one single punch, like in a Bollywood movie.

Sam SmilesToday at 5:03 AM
Pushes his way through the croud, to get a line of site on Xeno, just before he's buried in a mountain of security guards.

XenoToday at 5:05 AM
"THEY CAN'T KILL ALL OF US--"

Sam SmilesToday at 5:09 AM
Hard cut to an alleyway outside of the club as an enraged club manager throws a badly beaten Xeno into the alley way below. The bloodied form of the questionably extraterrestrial shadowrunner crashes through the plastic lid of the dumpster. Crashing down onto a soft landing of rotting detris from the club's kitchen.

XenoToday at 5:10 AM
"...benji are you there bro...?"

Sam SmilesToday at 5:16 AM
Something lands on top of the dumpster, a meta-human form silhouetted by the streetlights pouring in at one end of the alley.

XenoToday at 5:16 AM
"...dad...?"
((scene))