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Except the music was too loud. Always was at clubs, and Void-Droid was no different.
And he couldn't drink, because he was at work. And he was damn sure that going off to talk to a bunch of Vet's wasn't going to leave him much time to talk to the pretty people. Or get involved with the money. Nor did he think Vic was really going to be up for it. Though hey, who knows, if things went well maybe they could actually enjoy the night for a change. Claim it as a work expense.
But no, they were here today to schmooze a bunch of ex-military into hopping over to the Cartel's little gravy train. Not that he personally had ever gotten his hands on the gravy, but that was beside the point. One day he would, and he'd buy his way out of the damn business.
But for now, it was he and Vic, partners in crime. Though he'd never say that to her face.
They'd booked a private booth at the back on the second floor, and had just managed to get the 'clients' into the back, ready to get the negotiations underway. As he waved the last ones in he spoke on a comm-link to Vic,
"Alrighty, showtime" he said tapping his cane on the ground. He carried all his regular equipment, tri-blaster, armoured suit, vibro-blade hidden in his cane. He was still standing in front of the curtain to go in.
@Xorism @Minuteman75 @Insalius
Alrighty pals, beginning of the thread. No ppvp has begun yet so no timer in place, but if/once it starts, we'll throw it on. Let's make this a fun one :D
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