[Sodium_noir] Club Harlequin, where the lights dim

[Spikey]

Tellos, Dennis
Dhampir, mortal
Club Harlequin
Outside the club

>"Club Harlequin prides itself on its egal .. egalitarian and open policy 
>sir. We turn nobody away. But we also pride ourselves on our peaceful 
>atmosphere and I will have to ask you to leave that with me sir!" He nods 
>at the sword on tellos back. Inside the foyer Tellos can see a couple of 
>less bulky men gathered at the cloakroom counter.

"Hmm? Oh this?" He motions to his sword. "This is harmless." He says as he 
sets his 45 caliber pistol with them so they can lock it up. "Besides what 
am I gonna do?"

"We'd rather not find out sir!" The doorman says without emotion.

Still awaiting reply he decides maybe he should elaborate. "This is also not 
replacible and should anything ever happen to it I am afraid you might not 
like the reponse I'd give to your boss." He gives off the idea with his body 
language that he isint hadning over his sword. "besides I have enamies out 
there and I don't trust you could stop them if they came by." With that and 
his prior comments he now waits and loooks rather frustrated now. His eerire 
presance stilling flooding the area around him. His gun handed over he folds 
his arms.

A Younger man comes out of the door, long black hair tied into a pony tail and a designer suit wrapped around his slim body. Almost immediatly he starts to show the signs of being in Tellos presence, shifting his weight fromone foot to the other, nervous glances tot he larger doorman.

"We can provide a safe sir, and you can even observe us making your possesions comfortable." He replies. "We guarantee that no harm will come to it at Club Harlequin. But rules is rules and visible hardware tends to put the customers off thier desert."

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