[Sodium_noir] Club Harlequin, where the lights dim

[concrete chaos]

Arkana .. Columbine ... Phoebe ... Babe .. Kiss
Brujah       Ravnos         Toreador   Undying    Silent Strider.
**
*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. *

"Needed a change of pace," Phoebie answered.  "I was in a band, but I had to
drop out for...personal reasons.  A friend said I should look here in
Gotham.  I figured before I go looking up Ashlar Records, I'd stop in here.
Friend also said this was a good place to start out."  She gave a half smile
and took a glance around.  "I could actually use some help finding a place
to stay and where the best places to grab a bite are."

Arkana smiles warmly at the new comer, mention of being in a band had her
drawn to her like flies to shit, "So what kind of band where you in, my
guess is Punk!,  you're amongst musicians here babe, I think whoever sent
you knocking here was right indeed!", Arkana says matter of factly.

She awaits for Phoebe to answer and takes out a few bills puts them on the
bar and orders another dark rum and cola for herself. While the bartender
makes her drink she turns to the girls and urges them to place their orders.


"Well as for best places to grab a, bite, I think you'd be better off asking
any one of these beauties I am also new to this town somewhat, and certain
... details have not come to my attention yet, but I usually don't have any
problems with the services here", the Brujah grins and takes a gulp from her
drink, lighting a fresh cigarette after.

[the return of evil tag]
-- 
'I don't have low self-esteem, it's a mistake. I have low esteem for other
people'. - Daria
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