Faction Halloween at Reveries, Denon

[Mairéad Solus]

All Hallows Eve at Reveries
Denon

Location
Reveries Bar and Recall lounge

Open to members of the Family and non-hostile criminal types​

On that fabled night once a year when the veil between the living and the dead becomes thin, people come together to celebrate in a myriad of places and one of these is the nightclub on Denon known as Reveries.

Tickets have been produced, the majority being snapped up by members of the Family criminal syndicate and their immediate associates but many have been placed on to the hidden markets available to non-hostile criminal syndicates, a few may have even slipped out into the wider community.

Locations of interest​

The main bar and nightclub area is buzzing with activity and a list of themed cocktails have been added to the menu being prepared by our highly trained bar staff. Weapons are requested stowed with the door, this is a party after all, and those in criminal circles understand the etiquette of such things.

The club is well decorated for all hallows eve and there is ample space to dance in front of the live musicians. Private booths can be reserved in advance by management request and packages from a complimentary bottle of champagne to free flowing drinks with concierge service are available, by advance negotiation of course.

The recall booths (see location sub) are available, they can be booked in advance and this is highly recommended to avoid disappointment. Otherwise they are available as a first come, first served basis. Those that purchased tickets will have already gone through any appropriate pre-screening checks for safety and security.

Several new memories have been added to the offerings, specifically for all Hallows Eve, including a particularly terrifying excursion memory on the dark planet of Wgah'Nagl and several memories taken from soldiers returning from battles against the Maw. Viewer discretion is advised.

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Mairéad's first post​

Location: Reveries Denon
Objective: Entertainment and Enjoyment
Tags: OPEN

Spoiler: Equipment:

Song steel knife on ankle
Ladies Watch
FDS-4F blaster pistol
Marzanna
Datapad

Tonight was a big night, it was All Hallows Eve and it was the first big holiday event that was being hosted, tickets had sold well and even if things went poorly on the evening, it looked like it would be a healthy kick up from the club's activities.

Mairéad had forgone her usual fashion style for something more relaxed, she still wore a fine designer jumper, likely ruined by the fake blood, and some exquisite black trousers that complemented her figure. She looked good, but had mobility, this was work as well as play after all, and her costume was simple. She was dressed as a snitch, a grass, she of loose lips. The makeup looked lovely even if the prostetic scissors made turning her head a precision movement from time to time. At this time she was behind the bar with her staff, discussing a couple of special requests for drinks for the evening, nothing she couldn't sort out, but something a little beyond the usual requirement, gangsters live the good life and one of the concierge package booths had some very peculiar tastes indeed.

Despite the need for success tonight, Mairéad felt very relaxed and at peace. She was at home amongst these people. She was climbing the ladder and had made many friends and other connections within the Family, these were her people now.

With the concierge request dealt with she decided to take a few moments to socialise with her Family and other guests, she stepped out with a Black Oak Cocktail and leaned her hip against the bar in a manner that clearly said she owned the place.

​

 

[Aktur Seii]

Through the front entry, strode a sentient, amid the crowd of patrons.

Dressed in an expensive black suit, with a white tie, the individual wore a simple - yet elegant - convor owl mask over his face. His slicked back hair, dark in color, was visible around the masks strap that cradled the back of his head. Dark eyes within the mask holes peered across the interior of the famed Reveries Bar and Recall lounge.

First impressions for Aktur were positive.

The design of the establishment looked to cater to a range of clientele, without leaning too heavily into a singular demographic, which likely meant a broader customer base. Aktur noted that it wasn't too dissimilar to his own club, the Nexus, though perhaps Reveries was a little more intimate.

By himself, Aktur walked toward the bar, where he paused to consider some of those around. They seemed to be dressed up to varying degrees. While the Crime Lord wasn't particularly fond of the Halloween spectacle, he couldn't deny that there was a certain charm with it all, not to mention the opportunity to finally step foot inside the bar he was a silent partner of.

A quick glance saw Aktur notice an individual in some gory make-up, with fake blood and wounds.

He smirked.

"Could I get a serve of Whyren Reserve whiskey, NN one-hundred eighty-two batch?" Aktur said through the mask, though without a visible mouth his voice came from a modulated speaker. With a glance to the server behind the bar, he asked. "Or, failing that, any brand that is top shelf is perfectly fine."

As if on cue, Aktur reached into his suit jacket and produced a small card, which he slid onto the bar. The card indicated exclusive membership to Reveries...

"Would Ms. Fiora or Ms. Stroud be in attendance, by chance?"

Mairéad Solus​

 

[Hex]

Location: Reveries, Denon
Objective: Halloween party time!
Tags: Das

Spoiler: Equipment

• Powderpunk armor on loan from Daiya
• ap-25i SIMP pistol
• 'Candles' Heavy particle blaster
• Big Bigby
• 'confetti' Rocket launcher
• Party Poppers (3 explosive, 3 gas)
• Dancer repulsor board
• Dervish Knife
• Cheap data pad and communicator

Spoiler: Hex dialogue colors

Poor Hex hears voices in her head

Hex speech to others
Hex speech to herself

Hexes inner voices
'...Neutral...'
'...Doubt...'
'...Anger...'
Coloured '.....' are also words that Hex can hear , but I decided not to write them to reduce clutter

The wind whipped Hex's long hair behind her as she flashed down the Denon streets on her hoverboard with the arms of Das wrapped tighly around her waist. Her own arms moved around her to aid her balance, she didnt routinely have a passenger on her board but thought it might be a fun start to their night if she picked Das up on her board. It also meant they could both have a drink without worrying about drink drive rules.

'...Technically, and barely so...'
"pssh! It's a skateboard, they aren't covered"

She laughed, being able to drink safely and legally was one of the perks of the seventeen year old's rocket powered hoverboard.

'...do you even know what those words mean?...'

She just grinned and put her hand on her hat as they took a tight turn leading to the front of Reveries "We're here Das!" she shouted over her shoulder against the wind as she came in to a smooth landing in the area by the entry. She stepped off and while her friend got her legs back she adjusted her pastor's outfit back in to place, she had watched this awesome gang series on holo and the priests in it were super cool so she had picked that as her costume. She looked over at Das in her costume "At risk of sounding like Daiya , we look a-mazing" she giggled and fished though her pickets for her ticket. She had managed to find one and wasn't going to miss a bit of fun. She had heard this was a gang bar as well which was cool, and she was allowed to be here, because she had a ticket. Which she very proudly showed to the muscular doorman who gave her a "so does everyone else" look before helping her stow anyweapons she was carrying.

"You've got nice muscles!" she said to the tight topped wearing man, just making small talk as she unclipped and stored her weaponry. "Thanks girl, first time at the club? Gonna have to see some ID" he laughed at the awkward teenager. No shadowrunner worth their tattoo was ever caught underaged, so she flashed her high quality fake ID and was quickly waved through where she would wait for her plus one to follow.

 

[Das]

//: Tags: Hex
//: Location: Reveries, DENON...

Das' voice barely cut above the whipping wind and blare of the city, but she didn't care at all. Her last fun outing with the Darkwire teens ended in a night full of embarrassing glances and hard feelings; All Hallows Eve was going to be different. She hadn't spent much time with Hex before now, but that seemed to be changing as well - especially knowing that the blue-haired teen shared Das' penchant for speed.

As they rounded the corner, Reveries came into view, and Das let out an excited 'wooo!' as they came to a surprisingly smooth landing. Das stumbled off the hoverboard, giggling as she readjusted to solid ground.

"That was awesome!" she said, a little out of breath. She liked it fast, but she was used to being safely tucked inside the cab of her GT.

"You look amazing!" she corrected, watching as Hex fixed her costume. Das had opted for a much less elaborate getup, hoping to avoid any unwanted attention. A pair of simple holoshades and straightened hair was enough flash for her tonight. She followed suit behind Hex, eyeing the bouncer as she unclipped her blaster and laid it down. If there was one thing Das wasn't comfortable with, it was being outside of a Darkwire safehouse without her Night Sniper, but she figured she'd be fine in Reveries. Besides, the idea that Hex had actually surrendered all of her weapons was a longshot.

She knew that her friend would get them out of any trouble should it arise. She flashed her own fake ID for the doorman to inspect, holding it between two fingers as he looked it over. He gave her a curt nod and waved her through the doors.

"Hey, thanks for inviting me," she said as she brushed an arm against Hex. "This is gonna be fun!"

 

[Harvey Denson]

Location: Reveries, Denon
Objective: Enjoy the evening
Tags: Aurorae ; OPEN
Soundtrack: Do I Wanna Know? (Lyyski Remix)

"Three whiskey sours?" the bartender asked loudly over the music, clearly confused at Harvey's request. The detective held the man's gaze, the three fingers he held up to flag his order still stiffly raised.

"Let me see here," Harv said, laying the sarcasm on thick. He began to mockingly count his fingers, getting to 'two' before the bartender rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, wise guy. Three sours, coming your way."

Harv gave the man a condescending wink before glancing over his shoulder at the crowd. The night was young, but Reveries was already getting packed. All Hallows Eve was as good of an excuse as any to party, he supposed. He wasn't there to celebrate the festivities, tempting as it may have been to mingle with the clientele. His contact would be there soon.

Harv had come into possession of some rather... pertinent intelligence. Information that would provide his 'friend' an invaluable level of foresight in a matter that concerned them greatly.

Three glass tumblers full of amber liquid clanked against the bar top, pulling Harvey from his thoughts.

"Anything else?" the bartender asked. Harv just shook his head, lifting the first glass to his lips and letting the bitter liquid flow down his throat. His spine tingled at the familiar sensation, his nerves already calming as he imbibed the cocktail.

"That'll do," he said, handing the man a credit chit. He didn't plan on staying long enough to open a tab.

 

[Aurorae]

"Already bought me a drink? You shouldn't have."

She clicked her tongue as she took a seat, rather casually picking up the third whisky as it slid over. Brought the drink to her lips. Flirting, dating, always an easy cover or an easy way just to talk to someone. Especially a mark.

Especially an informant. She set the glass down, staring towards the Bartender. Letting her eyes narrow just enough for him to get the idea and walk away.

"What do you have for me?"

Harvey Denson

 

[Jai'galaar Gred]

Tags: Open

Jay slowly walked up to the bar, smiling a bit as he did. It was starting to feel like the checkereding of his past might be behind him for a change. The man was dressed in a decent enough starweird costume. A bit of fun. on his part. As he walked up, he pulled out his two pistols and two daggers, laying them on the desk before heading in and looking at all the excitement. He couldn't help but seem more relaxed than he had been in a long time. It was just a night to party, and Jay wanted to take advantage of it.

 

[Harvey Denson]

Location: Reveries, Denon
Objective: Enjoy the evening
Tags: Aurorae ; OPEN
Soundtrack: Do I Wanna Know? (Lyyski Remix)

Harvey chuckled as Aurorae commandeered one of the drinks. As long as she didn't touch his second one, they'd be fine.

"You know I like to share with my friends," he said as he raised his own glass and took another drink. He smirked knowingly as the bartender left them to their conversation and found another patron to wait on.

"What do you have for me?"

He cut his eyes to Aurorae, but her demeanor made him think better of trying for small talk.

"Straight to business tonight. Alright." Harvey knocked back the last of his whiskey and exchanged the empty glass for the last drink before reaching into his coat pocket. He procured a nondescript holopad and placed it in her hand under the counter.

"Word is, the Big Dog is tired of playing games. They wanna make their move while they've still got the upper hand."

He let the words simmer for a moment before adding: "If I worked in Seven Corners, I'd think about putting in for some PTO real soon."

Harvey didn't want to be anywhere near that district, or even Denon if he could help it, when the coming storm finally struck.

 

[Kardek Alpha]

Tags: Open

Kardek​	Alpha​

Kardek strolled up to the entrance of Reveries with all the swagger the gunslinger was notorious for, twirling his exclusive access pass with a hint of pride that had been granted to him by his newly-appointed superior, the intimidating, towering, and rather generous Stardust Solus Skirae . Alpha bobbled forward behind him, still getting use to his rather plump outfit. Kardek had insisted that the assassin droid should embody something less intimidating, lest he scare away any potential female prospects. Ultimately, Alpha could not avoid the sound logic presented by his deer friend, and so, much to Kardek's sheer amusement, he had donned the plush. Kardek could not help but giggle at beholding him in his full glory, giving Alpha two thumbs up and assuring him that it was truly an inspired creation.

Kardek's costume? He had no idea what he was suppose to be, but he looked kriffin gorgeous according to his own assessment. Alpha concurred, giving him a bulbous nod of approval. Tonight would be a night that Kardek intended to forget... not due to any unplesantries, mind you... but simply due to the amount of free alcohol he intended to consume. He was going all out, and there was the creeping suspicion in the back of his mind that he might accidentally end up on the dance floor after the liquor had its way with him. Regardless, he was willing to take his chances with such dangerous risks, for the sake of a good time and all that, of coarse.

Kardek wrapped one arm around his buddies luscious lobes as the two of them stood before the slightly amused bouncer, flashing his card with cheer delight at all the possibilities of the night.

"We're up to no good. You should probably not let us in." He said in a playful tone. The man chuckled, checking the card and motioning for them to dispose of any weapons they might have on their person. After obliging, the two headed for the door, which rudely interrupted their bromance due to the fact that Alpha could not quite fit through the doorway at Kardek's side. So, after some minor adjustments, they were finally able to enter the exquisit establishment.

"To the bar!" Kardek exclaimed rather loudly, pointing intently in its general direction. Alpha whirred with shared excitement, not really knowing what exactly they were excited about, but he knew, whatever it was, it was surely exciting. He bounced up and down, which emitted a sound reminiscent of a balloon being rubbed. The two rambunctious shenaniganizers approached the bar, where Kardek noticed the very lovely yet frustratingly competitive Mairéad Solus in her bloody gettup. Kardek shifted direction slightly and approached her with a bit of playful swagger in his step, waving the card in front of her almost as if it was a toy that he had and she wanted, although that was probably not the case, as this was her club afterall. The card allowed him unlimited access to any drinks he desired, or at least that was his understanding.

"Well, lookie lookie Alpha! Our dear friend Mai! So wonderful for you to come out and enjoy my fine establishment. Please! Make yourself at home, my dear." He smirked, obviously jesting with her. He then looked up behind her at the selection of fine liquors and spirits, scratching his chin as if in deep consideration for what to try first. "I think i'm just going to start on the top left shelf and make my way down the entire wall. What do you think, Alpha?" alpha bobbled his head, seemingly fine with such a proposition. He then waved excitedly at Mai, offering a friendly whirr. But Alpha then became worried at seeing the knife that was apparently protruding out of her head. He moved quickly towards her, offering concerned noises and attempting to reach for the knife. Kardek quickly intervened, holding his plush friend from such invasive action and laughing at the misunderstanding. "That's her costume, mate!" he exclaimed.

 

[Makko Vyres]

R E V E R I E S​

Makko was getting bored in the queue. There was a red roped off area by the door and Makko had noticed a pattern. One that was made all the more clear as Hex and Das were waved straight in.

"Aww come on!" complained Makko at the bouncer. Fractal State clearly weren't in a good enough standing with the owners for VIP treatment and the doormen had clearly decided that there were too many men already inside so Makko was kept in the holding pen.

The doorman laughed at him and waved through another couple of girls in skimpy, spooky outfits.

He was wearing an outfit inspired by the Clockwork Rebellion. Hardly tasteful to honour an event that led the deaths of millions of organic lifeforms, but it was before his time and no one had ever called Makko tasteful.

Makko stared at the red rope in frustration.

 

[Aurorae]

"As you should. Drinking alone is a sad sight." She took another, smaller sip as she glanced him over. Guilt was a powerful thing. To get someone talking, to get someone on the inside. If drinking got him talking, so be it. Her expression soured though, as he spoke. Aurorae was quick to pocket the device once it was in her hand, but just listening to him made it clear a lot of people were going to get hurt, and soon.

Why or how, she was going to have to figure out.

"And you? Thinking about taking a vacation yourself by chance? Maybe we can go on that trip we've been talking about, mm?"

Harvey Denson

 

[Dominique Vexx]

Vexx didn't believe in all the 'spook' of this time of year. She'd grown up learning how to undermine and destroy people -- not how to extort candy from them. As for the supernatural aspect, she had no time for such noise. Were they real? Just mass hysteria? Didn't really matter. Even if the Dead did come back to life how and why wouldn't matter; all anyone would care about was crushing them. Just like the Maw showing up in orbit or the Empire getting a wild hair. Life was an exercise in survival no matter what the nature of the threat turned out to be.

That didn't mean Vexx wasn't able to indulge in a little of the festivities though. Especially when it was hosted by an associate -- or the larger 'Family' of that associate. She couldn't wear her underworld guise, of course; the risk of being exposed was far too high. Something equally outlandish then. There was nothing enjoyable about hum-drum and ordinary fashion when it came to Dominique.

The lilac Senator glided through the doors wearing a flowing, swept latex dress that caressed all the way from Vexx's neck down to the floor where it pooled at her feet. It was no ordinary latex, of course. It retained the body-fitting qualities, but with an almost fabric lay; the pooled latex on the floor wasn't unmanageable and didn't bunch. Instead, it seemed to gather about her feet whenever she stopped moving with an almost memory-like quality compelled to assume its proper place.

A long stem held a ciagarra at length from Dominique's lips as she stopped inside the lounge with a smirk. The dress was made of both black and slightly translucent, light-purple latex. The black wove over the center of her body as dark tendrils and extended down over her legs. It swallowed her arms in a form befitting a Queen of Arachnids. At a glance a poor soul might think if they stared long enough or hard enough at the purple sections they might spy more of the Senator's physique than she expected; only such was merely an illusion of the outfit, and one purposefully built for that purpose. Who didn't like having a reason to dress someone down for lechery?

Her high heels clicked slowly and the dress flowed over the floor in her wake as the Senator made for the bar.

Tag: Open

 

[Mairéad Solus]

Mairéad's second post

Location: Reveries Denon
Objective: Entertainment and Enjoyment
Tags: Aktur Seii Kardek Alpha

Spoiler: Equipment:

Song steel knife on ankle
Ladies Watch
FDS-4F blaster pistol
Marzanna
Datapad

Mairéad watched as the well dressed man in the owl mask approached and made his expensive order to the barman who checked his members card carried out his work. The order was of high quality and she didnt have that many exclusive members yet. Mairéad gave the slightest gesture to the barman as he served, stopping briefly to pour her a whiskey with a folded napkin to serve as a condensation trap. The Hostess gently took the napkin and noted the name Aktur Seii in the very corner written in fine hand.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you " she said politely to the man that Ivory Stroud had made special arrangements with regards her other club on coruscant. "Mairéad Solus, I hope everything is to your liking so far." She had genuinely hoped to meet him, going as far as trying to catch him in his own night club not long ago, but busy business people often find their paths never crossed. The man was an ally of the Donna and a business associate, he would be treated as such.

They would not get long to speak, the owner of the club was never going to get a huge amount of time to focus on a single patron on a night like this. Kardek Alpha walked over to the pair and made his presence known.

So wonderful for you to come out and enjoy my fine establishment. Please! Make yourself at home, my dear."

She laughed and shook her head "You know one of these days I am going to shoot that silver tongue out of your mouth.

I assume that is you under there Alpha, I love the costume." she tapped on the bar and one of the staff quickly brought over Kardek's favourite brand and one of those highly toxic droid drinks. Mai had ensured that she had found out what each of the other members of the Family routinely ordered and her staff kept lists of their favourites. Just in case if something went bad and they didn't feel like talking, the barstaff could get them a loosener with the minimum interference. "This is Kardek, one of my colleagues and a friend, and this is his associate Alpha, and this is..." she gestured to Aktur, if he nodded she would say his name, it would be rude to expose him if he had chosen his outfit to deliberately remain incognito. If he gave her no such signal, she would just introduce him as "a friend of the Family".

"Ms Stroud is about, as is Ms Fiora, whether they are available or not I can find out." she nodded to her staff who would check if Ivory Stroud or Marcella Fiora were free.

[/justify]

 

[Aktur Seii]

As the whiskey was placed before him, Aktur reached down and took the glass in gloved hand.

There was a moment of consideration, as a youthful sentient nearer Aktur ordered the same, to which he lifted the drink and took a sip, as he raised the mask onto the top of his head. It was top shelf, certainly. With a smile, Aktur turned to regard the young humanoid, who introduced herself as Mairéad Solus, a name that the Crime Lord believed he had heard. Nonetheless, the lack of response from the bartender about questions posed was telling, as clearly someone better suited to answer was present...

"Mairéad Solus," Aktur lifted the glass slightly in a small show of salute. He went out on a limb, assuming he spoke to a Family member, given she had known of him. "A pleasure to meet you, as well. And everything is entirely pleasant, you certainly have a fine establishment."

Yet, before much else could be said, another individual sauntered up to the bar and took Mairéad's attention. The male sentient presented confidence, some passing wit, and seemed to enjoy interrupting conversation. Aktur kept to himself for the moment, as he took another sip of whiskey, enjoying the rare batch of amber liquid, before he cast an eye around the establishment. He caught sight of a number of interesting individuals, his masked face simply moving left to right, as well as the sensation of others... those with life essences beyond the norm.

"Aktur," The Crime Lord finished the introduction, as he turned back to the conversation without skipping a beat. "You certainly know how to make an entrance, Mr. Kardek... though not quite as impressive a one as that--"

With a nod of his head toward the latest arrival at the bar, a stunning sentient with lilac hair and yellow eyes and a dress that was equally beguiling, and offered a smile toward that individual.

"--and that sounds wonderfully considerate of you, Mairéad. I am more than content to wait, Reveries offers much to enjoy."

Aktur turned back to the bar, as he took another sip of the whiskey. He finished the single serve of beverage, placed the empty glass onto the bar top, then reached up to slide the mask back into place over his face. There was excitement in the air, a good atmosphere, and it made him believe that tonight would be very enjoyable.

After all, the night seemed rich with opportunity...

Mairéad Solus | Kardek Alpha | Dominique Vexx​

 

[Harvey Denson]

Location: Reveries, Denon
Objective: Enjoy the evening
Tags: Aurorae ; OPEN
Soundtrack: Do I Wanna Know? (Lyyski Remix)

"You know me, darlin'," he said coyly, "I already got my time approved. Gonna stay in that place you like, get away from the uh... 'hustle and bustle' of the Corners."

If he could help it at all, he'd be on the next shuttle to Coruscant. Their Underworlds didn't look all that different, but he knew that a darker heart beat in Denon's chest than the shining capital of the Core. And with all the buzz about these Darkwire vigilante terrorists, hanging around Seven Corners was less appealing than the two empty whisker glasses on the counter.

He had a fleeting hope to kick his feet up on his desk back at the precinct, maybe do some good with his partner, but it seemed that may not be the case. If the Boss needed him on Denon, well... that's where his ass would stay.

"What about you? Plannin' to join me, or have you still got that meeting at work?" he asked, casting a sideways glance at Aurorae.

 

[Aurorae]

"You know me so well." Corners, huh? Something else to make a note of. Not unlike the others in the bar. An unamused frown took over as she looked around. Wasn't hard to recognize the Senator of all people. Coincidence, perhaps?

"Work is always in high demand. No real time to relax. Right now though? Still can afford some." Another sip as she nodded her head towards the latex clad woman. "People always dress so ridiculously around here? Or is it because of Halloween?"

Harvey Denson | Dominique Vexx | @Others

 

[Ivory Stroud]

Location: Level 3; Extreme Memories Section
Tags: Aktur Seii Mairéad Solus Harvey Denson Jai'galaar Gred Hex Das Dominique Vexx Makko Vyres Aurorae

"Mr. Taalae, Reveries Denon appreciates your patronage. I assume everything was to your liking?"

An older man sat in a recall chair, slowly coming out of the tech-induced dream-world he'd occupied just a few minutes before. He was human (or at least appeared so), and nearly 70 years of age; dressed as-he-was in a blood-red vest, white tunic, pants, and leather boots, the man looked more like a Baron from some archaic world centuries in the past than the Corpo "Fixer" he was.

Towering over him, a beautiful, pale-skinned woman dressed in a gown of highly unusual appearance - adorned by a number of leather straps & gold buckles - stood smiling down at him. Barely visible in the dim neon lighting, elongated canines peeked over her bright ruby-red lips. Her entire upper body was covered in tattoos, each on-display. Her hands, clothed in long black gloves which reached to her elbows, were clasped in-front of her in a neutral position; strangely, however, the nails of each finger protruded through the gloves by nearly an inch - each painted gold with a pattern reminiscent of dead, leafless branches tracing tiny whorls across them. The woman's face was half-obscured by a remarkable golden mask. The woman's eyes, instead of a piercing violet, were a deep blood-red... shimmering with a strange internal light which danced like tiny flames.

The older man reached up, brushing his gray hair back and sitting up in the chair - extending his hand; which the woman took, helping him stand. He sighed then flashed her a grin, blinking away the images burned into his brain.

"I... I never would have imagined such a thing possible..." he muttered.

The elegantly-dressed woman's smile grew, flashing a toothy smile which appeared far too carnivorous to be fake.

"As I promised, a waking dream."

"Or a nightmare." He retorted, finally finding his footing. He still held onto her hand, and she is - for a moment longer.

"I assume our agreement stands?" She asked. Her tone of voice carried with it an edge of violence which, to any outsider watching, might have implied a threat of intimidation... but rather than taking it as such, the older gentleman glanced backward at the chair then turned back to look into her eyes. He nodded. "Yes. I'll speak with my Associates. I am certain they'll be..." he trailed off, appearing lost in his own thoughts - glancing back at the chair for a second time before muttering underhis breath: "interested."

The woman nodded, the strange, toothy smile remaining on her lips. She offered him a slight bow, then indicated the stairwell at the other end of the wide hall. "Please, as our guest. Avail yourself of the facilities. Drinks are on the house. We look forward to hearing from Mr. Kaslow & your associates."

The older gentleman nodded, "Yes. Yes. A drink. That sounds delightful." then began to make his way toward the stairwell, walking as-if he were in a trance.

Ivory watched him go, the smile remaining.

The room was decorated in colors of blood red, toxic green, and vibrant, royal purple. On a table near the center of the room stood a very large, life-like depiction of a rotating dark orb - a planet, surrounded by strange amorphous clouds of red & yellow.

It was the planet known as Wgah'nagl - The Dark Planet - a place of evil & shadow in the very depths of the Tingel Arm.

Ivory turned away from the chair, retrieving a small tubular glass filled with a single swallow of a liquid so red it appeared black. She brought it to her lips, finishing it. At that very moment, a tingle began to grow at the nape of her neck; a strange calling which whispered in her mind... like a long-lost memory. Something caused a shiver to race up her spine like a lightning bolt, and she immediately recognized it as a feeling of... fear. And something else.

Before she could explore the sensation further, a tiny beep sounded from her left wrist - a wordless notification that her presence had been requested downstairs.

"Well, then..." She said to herself, taking a deep breath, then letting it out with a sigh.

Ignoring the strange sensation still whispering at the back of her mind, she turned to make her way downstairs & re-join the rest of the party.

A few moments later, she could be seen descending the steps into the main bar & seating area like a Queen of the Underworld descending the steps into Hell.

 

[Hex]

Location: Reveries, Denon
Objective: Halloween party time!
Tags: Das

Spoiler: Equipment

• Powderpunk armor on loan from Daiya
• ap-25i SIMP pistol
• 'Candles' Heavy particle blaster
• Big Bigby
• 'confetti' Rocket launcher
• Party Poppers (3 explosive, 3 gas)
• Dancer repulsor board
• Dervish Knife
• Cheap data pad and communicator

Spoiler: Hex dialogue colors

Poor Hex hears voices in her head

Hex speech to others
Hex speech to herself

Hexes inner voices
'...Neutral...'
'...Doubt...'
'...Anger...'
Coloured '.....' are also words that Hex can hear , but I decided not to write them to reduce clutter

Hex slipped her arm into Das' arm and practically dragged her across the bar to where several gangsters were making small talk with each other. "What you having? I'll get the first round!" she placed her own order along side whatever Das ordered. She was seventeen and already had a "usual" the neon-lady the diminutive barman had made her previously. She waited until their drinks arrived before spinning on her chair.

"What do you think? We could dance, we could go have one of those funky memory experiences or we can sit here and get wasted!" she laughed to her friend happily with a big grin on her face. She didn't know a lot about Das besides her possible interest in one of boys that Daiya had a crush on, but now was her chance, she would love to try a scary memory trip, maybe the shared recall of fight against some horror from the beyond might be a fun bonding experience.

 

[Kardek Alpha]

Tags: Mairéad Solus Aktur Seii Dominique Vexx ​

Kardek​	Alpha​

Mairéad Solus said:

"You know one of these days I am going to shoot that silver tongue out of your mouth.

He chuckled, winking at her playfully as he took his first sip of the offered beverage, his eyes widening with a bit of surprise that it was his preferred poison of choice. He smacked his lips, holding the glass up to give it a proper look, "Fancy that." He said as a compliment to Mai. He then looked back up at the host with a mischievous air about him, "Shoot? I figured with you it would be more of a… freezing method."

As Mai introduced the gunslinger to Aktur Seii , Kardek turned and offered a hand of greeting, realizing that he might have butted into the middle of a conversation, "Pleasure to meet you, Aktur. My apologies if I interrupted… Mai's a friend." His eyes then followed the mans nod to discover the rather sensual Dominique Vexx , a Senator that he immediately recognized from her meeting with Marcella a while back. He raised his eyebrow, taking in her rather revealing outfit and offering a nod of approval. He quickly brushed his hair up a bit with his free hand and offered her his perfected smolder,

"Senator. You look very… regal… this evening." His voice projected a rather sultry tone and timbre, lips smirking ever so slightly at using the title that she had so emphatically requested for all of those present to use during their last encounter. He adjusted his stance towards the woman, resting his glass against the bar and nodding towards the selection of spirits. "Might I interest you in a drink?" Of coarse, it would not be him paying for said drink… it would be his benefactor, the illustrious Stardust. But the good Senator need not be made privy to such trivial information.

Meanwhile, Alpha had tried multiple attempts to acquire the offered droid beverage in his rather bulbous outfit, finally cradling it in-between both hands and bringing it up to his intake port… however the assassin droid quickly discovered that his costume prohibited him from intaking anything at all. He stared down at the glass for a moment, calculating all the various possibilities for how to gain a favorable result. Finally, he thrust the cup up underneath his ballooned covering and moved the glass around carefully until he found its desired placement, tilting his entire frame backward to allow for the liquid to drain into its proper place.

 

[Harvey Denson]

Location: Reveries, Denon
Objective: Enjoy the evening
Tags: Aurorae ; Ivory Stroud ; OPEN
Soundtrack: Do I Wanna Know? (Lyyski Remix)

"People always dress so ridiculously around here? Or is it because of Halloween?"

Havey glanced over his shoulder and chuckled when he found the target of Aurorae's jab. He was sure Halloween had something to do with it, but not as much as one would expect; Flamboyant, eye-catching attire was commonplace among Denon's wealthier caste. Harvey was content with a leather jacket and simple street clothes. A suit and tie were for weddings and funerals.

"You'd be surprised," he remarked as he flagged down the bartender with a pair of raised fingers. Two more whiskey sours, both for him unless his contact fancied herself a second drink.

He took a modest sip as his eyes turned to catch Ivory Stroud emerging from the Recall Lounge. She hadn't seemed to notice him yet, but the Donna wasn't known for making herself comfortable without knowing the lay of the land. Harv went into a faux stretch, the performance bringing his head just close enough to whisper, "Talk soon" in Aurorae's ear before excusing himself from the bar and stepping into the main lounge.

If he was going to be seen, it had best be with his associates in the Family.