[Sodium_noir] Club Harlequin, where the lights dim

[concrete chaos]

   *Arkana, Phoebe, Columbine, Babe, Kiss
> Brujah, Toreador, Ravnos, Undying, Silent Strider
> Club Harlequin*
>
> *The sultry brunette dissatached herself from the other girl and took a
> single step towards Phoebe. Looking her up and down in a manner somewhere
> between predatory and lustfully.
>
> "Looks like my man is busy, so let me welcome you to Club Harlequin in his
> stead sweetheart!"*
>
> Phoebe's eyes flicked over the four before returning to the speaker.
> "Thanks," she said.  "I'm Phoebe.  Phoebe Knox.  I was told this was a good
> place to go; I just got into town."
>
> [tag]
>


Arkana sets her drink on the bar, and takes a drag from her lit cig, eyeing
Pheobe from head to toe - thinking nice outfit, amongst other things.
"Pleased to meet you hon!, you can call me Arkana". She takes another drag
from her cig and lets the rest introduce themselves, a group full of
headstrong women who she felt would be insulted to not speak for themselves,
men did that enough well some of them.

[Urmens' reply]

"So you've come to Gotham to strike out on your own? or have you already
tasted the drifter's life?" Arkana only loses eye contact with Pheobe
momentarily to crush out her cigarette in the ashtray behind her.

[the pouring rain is no place for a bicycle ride,
try to hit brakes and you tag, and you tag, and you tag]


-- 
'I don't have low self-esteem, it's a mistake. I have low esteem for other
people'. - Daria
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