[Sodium_noir] Club Harlequin, where the lights dim

[Aaron Lee]

Tellos, Dennis
Dhampir, mortal
Club Harlequin
Outside the club

>The mortal Doorman shuffles his bulky shoulders, straining the suit in 
>places it was never intended to be strained. The lick of the lips and the 
>slight out of focus look in his eyes clues Telos in to the fact that his 
>words are a practiced speach or maybe an impression of somebody elses 
>style.
>
>"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.

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.



[Tag]

[OOC: I think maybe my last post againt went into the archive but didint 
reach you spikey.]

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