IC: Daddy's Girl, Who's side are you on anyway? Options

[Fortune]

Flare eyes the back of the departing elf, then looks around at her other companions and cocks an eyebrow.

"I sure hope that info about the comm frequency was useful to someone, 'cause it sure don't help me any. He'd have been better off givin' me the number to his cell."

[Glyph]

Spider chuckles. "It would be useful, if I walked around with a micro-transceiver."

He looks wistfully out at the crowd, before turning back to Flare. "Damn. I love digging for dirt, but I probably better head up with you guys first. I can assense this guy, let you know if he's hiding something. And dredge it out of him, if I have to."

[Raiko]

Cipher says, "I'm tuned into his frequency now, I've got a couple of spare comm units in my van that you can borrow later."

"Lets go find this Freakz."

[Ecclesiastes]

Taking a look around the club, it becomes quickly apparent where you will find the DJ booth. On the far wall of the dance floor, there is an open doorway with stairs leading up. Above the dance floor, is a large open window that is the DJ booth.

[Ecclesiastes]

As Eclipse moves into the crowd, a lot of people move away from him, sensing the danger he seems to ooze. He has his pick of people to hit up for information. Sitting in the back area is a gathering of elves laughing and joking with each other, all of them area wearing black and purple colors. To the other side of the area is a group mixing of all races, though the leather jackets with what looks like a mountain covered in blood IDs them as a gang, one who doesn't seem to like the group of elves much.

[Shadow]

The elf lets out a long breath. Steady, work first.

He moves over to the elves in the purple and hits up the closest one.

"Excuse me, have you seen this girl omae?"

[Fortune]

Flare surveys they crowd as she finishes her drink. Setting the empty glass back on the bar, she stretches and nods to the other two.

"No sense waitin'."

As the trio make their way around the dance floor towards the door of the DJ booth, the elf turns to Spider.

"Might be better off if you do the talkin'."

[Ecclesiastes]

The elf, dressed in purple and black with silver spiked hair, turns to Eclipse. He narrows his eyes at the picture, then looks up, "Maybe. Who's askin'?"

[Ecclesiastes]

As the trio nears the door leading to the DJ booth, a pair of what can only be guards step out of the crowd to block your path. The orc stands back a pace, while a human, who looks like a merge of Johnson and Raver, steps up and says with a smile, "Sorry, but the DJ booth is off limits. If you would like to make a request, just type it in on the keyboard just next to the door and it will be queue'd up when the DJ gets to it."

[Glyph]

Spider smiles, actually looking genuinely amused, as he answers in a gently chiding tone. "Oh, come on, do we really look like ravers? We're not here for his autograph, we need to talk to Freakz, private business. Now, we have no other urgent business to take care of, so if we have to cool our heels a bit waiting until he can take a break, fine by us. This information doesn't age well, though. So maybe you could let him know that Flare (a nod indicating the elven woman) and a friend need to talk to him? We'd appreciate that."

Spider keeps his expression friendly and somewhat nonchalant, as if it doesn't really matter to him what the guards decide, but still projecting the attitude that he considers his request so mundane that a refusal would be shocking. He keeps his eyes on them, ready to analyze the slightest change in expression, but he also darts a quick glance at Flare, thinking "If you know any names, now would be the time to drop them."

[Raiko]

Cipher nods to the ork, but stays behind the other two as they deal with the guards, he knows that he's ill equiped to handle negotiations, or violence.

[Shadow]

"Maybe, who's askin?"

The age old question rolled over Eclipse. Doesn't anyone do anything because it might help someone else?

"I am, and if you knew something, maybe my buddy Arnold Schwarzenegger."

Eclipse pulls out a twenty UCAS bill from his pocket and flashes the picture of the ex-president.

[Ecclesiastes]

The elf snatches the twenty from Eclipse with a grin.

"Yeah, I've seen her around. She hangs with Johnny 5 all the time. She follows him around like a little lost puppy. Johnny runs with the Blood Mountain Boy's."

He points over to the group in the leather jackets, "Those fraggers over there."

[Ecclesiastes]

Flare steps up, "Big Horny said Freakz was the guy to talk to about something we're dealing with. It shouldn't take up much of his time."

The PR guy frowns, looks Spider over, then shrugs. "What the hell. Of course, you don't mind if Hank joins you?" He motions to the orc behind him.

[Shadow]

Eclipse's lips twitch in a smile that on anyone else would be considered non existent.

"Thanks, have a good one," he says with a smile.

Eclipse turned from his elven friend and took a deep breath as he walked toward the Blood Mountain boys.

How to play this? Play it easy, or hard. Start easy, go loud. Sounds good.

Flare, if your reading me I am gonna need back up, I am near the back of the club by the tables and sofas.


As he approached the gang Eclipses steely eyes scanned for weapons, hidden gangers, and clues to who their leader might be (if he is there).

[Raiko]

As they are about to start up the stairs Cipher stops and says, "Flare wait, I've got Eclipse on the comm, says he'll need backup at the back of the club."

Over the TacComm: Eclipse this is Cipher you just need Flare, or all of us?"

[Shadow]

Flare should do, but if you hear screaming and gun fire, come running.

[Raiko]

Copy.

Cipher continues talking to the others, "He just needs you Flare, me an' Spider can go see Freakz I guess."

[Fortune]

Turning back from the stairs to the booth, Flare listens as Cipher relays the message from the other elf. Nodding in agreement with the new plan, she threads her way through the bumping and grinding crowd toward the back of the club.

[Glyph]

Spider gives a rueful shrug to Cipher, then follows the guards upstairs to talk to the DJ. And the two elves had seemed polished, for muscle... he hopes they don't start a massive brawl before he's even had a chance to talk to Freakz. At least Cipher can keep in radio contact with them.

[Ecclesiastes]

As Flare makes her way towards the back of the club, Cipher and Spider head up the stairs into the DJ booth. Its a small room with a window that overlooks the dance floor below. Freakz is currently leaning over the soundboard and doesn't catch the pair walk through the doorway.

[Glyph]

Spider leans against the wall, patiently waiting for the DJ to turn around, or for one of the guards to introduce him and Cipher, ready to clear his throat slightly as a last resort. When he has the DJ's attention, he nods politely.

"Evening. Name's Spider. I understand that you might know where we can find another one of the DJ's who works here, name of Johnny. We really need to talk to him, for his own sake. Now, he's not in any kind of trouble, but he needs to know a few things, or he might wind up getting into trouble."

Spider's eyes reflect a sincere-looking concern, as he waits for Freakz' reply. He may have to part with a bit of change if the two aren't close chummers, but slot him if he'll be the first one to bring up money.

[Fortune]

Arriving at the rear of the club just as Eclipse approaches a group that can't be anything but members of a gang, Flare pauses and leans casually against the wall to one side. She peripherally takes note of the other obvious gang gathered opposite, but focuses her attention on the cybered elf's current target.

[Ecclesiastes]

The orc bodyguard waits patiently for Freakz to finish queueing up the next set of tracks, then he taps her on the shoulder. She turns her head catching sight of you, then looks to the bodyguard, who gives her a nod and then backs out of the room and leans against the wall outside the small booth.

Freakz unplugs the datajack she had connected to the console and says, "Yeah? Whats up?" She listens to Spider's monolog then replies with, "What's this trouble he's gotten himself into?"

[Shadow]

Taking his best guess on who the leaders is, Eclipse zero's in on him and walks in.

"Excuse me," he says over the to loud music. "I'm looking for this girl, perhaps you have seen her?"

He holds out the picture of the asian girl to the ganger.