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(Setting) Lily's Place Bar & Grill!
| >There are numerous cushioned stools in front of this bar, and just behind said stools are a variety of comfy chairs, surrounding small coffee tables four at a time. The main dining area, situated to the left of these coffee tables and the bar itself, consists of old couches of haphazard make and design, as if they had been rescued on their way to a landfill, albeit cleaned and refurbished.
| >If the bar looked bright and open to begin with, it's augmented further by the angled glass ceilings, which allow the bright sunny morning to stream through unabated. You get a nice view of the sun from here, augmented further by the cute teenage doggo-girl standing in front of you in a maid outfit.
"W-welcome to L-lily's Place," >She stammers!
"W-what can I-we, get you?"
| "so there *were* two Lily's..."
>Dahk wanders in, and smirks
"How much for... *you*?"
| >a man in what seems to be somewhere between 17 to 23
stands to the side of the doorframe as to not block it and looks around.
>the only thi
| >>166406
>The doggo maid girl's face turns beet red!
>A slightly taller girl, this one wearing a t shirt and jeans, approaches. She has a three wolf moon shirt ( https://www.amazon.com/Mountain-Three-Wolf-Short-Sleeve/dp/B002HJ377A ).
>She appears to have wolf ears, but one of them looks like they had been torn off in a painful manner. There are also a few scars up and down their face.
>They mutter slightly in Japanese.
"Yare yare..."
| >The Japanese wolf girl continues,
"Sir, I apologize, but we're not *that* kind of bar."
|
>Dahk shrugs,
"I was only joking..."
>She continues
"Maybe don't put it in your ad then. Whatever, a beer please."
>>166410 (Dahk is a girl btw)
| >>166411
(wat. whoooooops.)
>>166411
>The wolf girl sighs, rubbing her temples.
"That wasn't- anyway. Right this way..." >The wolfgirl leads you to the bar, where the old man you saw in the ad begins to fill you a mug of something dark and draft.
| (kay lets try that again)
>a man in what seems to be somewhere between 17 to 23 stands outside the shop and quickly peers into the window.
>he is wearing clothes considered appropriate for eating out.
>the only thing of interest in his clothing is a small bag on the left side of his hip.
'this must be the place from the ad.. I will either regret this or the place is gold hidden in copper.
>he then enters the door.
| >through the door comes bandage man! Smiling and exited, he sits down at one of the diner tables.
"Waitress!"
| >when inside cyrus quickly looks around only to be knocked out of concentration by bandage man who takes a seat
>he also finds a vacant table and signals a waitress.
| >>166439
>The bandage man notices Cyrus, giving him a smile. You just can't tell if it's devious or innocent.
| >>166445
>he acknowledges the smile and smiles back but also brings his hand near the bag on his hip as if readying a weapon out of caution.
| Excuse me waitress.
| "Ah, I'm late..!"
> A blonde boy, preferably 17-18, comes in through the doors, stopping as soon as he enters.
"Woah.. This place is cozy.." Easily recognizable with a red streak in his hair, he begins scanning.
"Where to sit. Where to sit.."
| >Dahk drinks her beer, and mostly just chills, ocasionally eyeing the other patrons
| >cyrus just waits for a waitress while half paranoid about bandage guy.his hand still hovering over the bag on his hip.
| >>166428
>A tall, bubbly bunny girl arrives at your table (it's the one from the ad with the broken ear!). Her face is suspiciously red...
"Heeey mister mummy... what can I get ya?"
>>166439
>The scarred Japanese wolf girl makes her way over.
| I wonder who KM is
>he says in a pitch just loud enough to hear but not enough for people to think its directed at someone.
| >>166416
>The smol doggo greets you!
"W-welcome to Lily's Place, B-bar and Grill..." >She stammers out!
| >The bandage man's smile fades, as he gets up and walks over to Cyrus' table.
"I see you go for your gun again, I will call the cops."
>He places his now unloaded VP9 and knife on the table gently, leaving back to his table, returning to his smile, phone in hand.
| (Assume >>166461 was before the waitress)
>>166456
"Call me Sven, please. You got a breakfast platter?"
>Sven looks up to the one eared girl.
| >cyrus then just crosses both arms while waiting for service still confused about the bandage guy.
'excuse me waitress'
>this time a bit louder then last
| >>166461
Gun? I dont have a gun on me here look.
>he takes out his hip bag and opens it,there is no gun inside just some vials with diffrent colured liquids.
| >>166457
"Ah, over here!"
> The blonde boy answers, rather late, but hearing them nonetheless, he approaches Cyrus, easily mistakable for a girl.
| >(this thread is a mess)
| >>166465
"We do! Let me get you one..." >And so the bun-bun girl does.
>>166466
(There's already a wolf girl standing at your table.)
| They do diffrent things when reacting to pressure.i explore the city a lot,i use these to protect myself.the pink ones put people to sleep for example.
| >After noticing the waitress he reacts
'oh sorry about that.. Do you have a menu?
| >>166474 >>166468
>By the time you mention these things, Sven is already at his table, talking to the waitress.
>>166473
"Can I get some black coffee too please?"
>He tries to tell her before she rushes off.
| >well this is going well so far he thinks to himself
>after hearing the blond boy shouts his name he gestures him to take a seat.
| Hmm ill get the surf and turf set please.
| >>166480
>A steaming new pot of black coffee reaches your table, along with a small container of fresh cream.
>>166482
"Right away," >The wolf girl says, before she heads to the old man. He disappears behind the kitchen soon after.
| >a woman in black armor with a gold emblem of a bird in flight on one side makes her way in. She has short hair and a deck on their back
"Oh, this is a cute place, wonder how we missed it."
| >he looks a sv
Hey mr bandaid did you catch that?
| >>166486
>You're approached by a the doggo girl. She quakes in fear as she looks up at you and your armor.
"H-hel-lo, w-w-welcome- to the- the- to L-lily's P-place..." >She stutters.
| >>166488
>the woman squats down
"Hello miss. I'm just here to talk with the manager."
>she gives a warm smile and pulls out a round piece of candy in a colorfully striped pink and blue wrapper
| >>166490
>The doggo takes the candy curiously and confusedly as she points in the direction of the kitchen and the wolf girl.
| > KM sits down promptly and laughs.
"Well, nice to meet you, you're the one from the message board?"
>>166481
| >>166494
>she then notices the bandaged man and looks at him. She points at both of her fingers and then points at him. She then continues walking
| >Moments later, the wolfgirl returns from the kitchen with a steaming plate of seared 4 oz sirloin, eggs, and some small freshwater prawns, freshly boiled. She deposits them gently at Cyrus' table.
| >>166487
>Sven is out of range to hear you. You might have to come over...
>>166486
"Phoenix! Let me guess... 3?"
| "Your surf and turf set, sir." >She says.
| >he goes he thinks to himself then trys the food
You want some or do you have your own order planed?
| >An adorable smol who vaguelly resembles a panda (complete with panda ears) pops into the restaurant, dressed in, of all things, a cheongsam. She flits about the tables watching all that takes place with a curious eye.
| >'maybe it was a bad idea to come here'he thinks to himself still i paid for my food so i will finish my food'
| >A tall, young man arrives inside, appearing in a somewhat foul mood compared to usual
| >Minutes later, the Old Man has provided all the necessary legal documentation that the Black Phoenix member could possibly ask for.
>The doggo girl is sucking on the candy the Black Phoenix gave her when she recognizes the tol man.
>>166528
"Big bro CN!" >She squeaks!
| (Sorry was a bit scrambled.)
"Oh no I'm fine, thank you. So l, how you've been holding up?"
>KM shakes his head.
| >>166530
"Hey there, seems things are busy today."
>CN perks up a bit and waves at her
"Do you have a table free?"
| (you gotta click on people's post number or we're all gonna get confused as fuck lol)
| >>166537
>The doggo shakes her head up and down enthusiastically and pulls you by the hand toward an empty booth... just across from where AM and Cyrus are sitting.
| >>166540
>CN does his best to avoid eye contact with the other table
"How are things Natalya? Was surprised to see you all do a commercial, you all did great."
| >>166530
"Alright thank you."
>they stretch
"Ah... mind if I sit down? I'll order something if I need to."
| >>166559
"Definitely. You all looked very cute and your personalities shined. Everything been okay at work so far?"
| >Sven keeps waiting on his meal...
>"Guess a good meal takes a good amount of time..."
| >>166561
Yet despite the mass panic and armed conflict almost nothing in the city was destroyed.
>he then leans close to KM and wispers
I got a bad feeling about this place, as if something might go wrong and end up in a shoot out or something, i could be wrong though.
| >>166567
>A breakfast platter consisting of two sausages (flat kind,), bacon strips, two sunny side up eggs, hashbrowns, and some buttered toast reach your table.
| "Its been quiet until now, though."
| >>166569
"Ah, uh.. R-Really?"
> He leans back lightly, a bit worrried.
"Should.. S-Should we leave, soon, maybe?"
| >>166574
>Phoenix 2 looks over to the two talking conspiratorially
>they then begin tapping on their deck
| >>166573
"Well as long as all you gurls have been safe. No one will try anything with geekboy around too."
>He gives her a small wink.
"Well I'll just be staying for a bit sadly, I'm meeting with someone to get some items, so I'll just have some black coffee. Don't want to keep you from work for too long too. We can always catch up after your shift."
| >>166574
My gut was never wrong so far, probably should leave before someone gets the wrong idea or something.
Sorry.. You can go to a cafe named
Starlyte bites if you want, i own the place so just tell them 'lechance says hi your order will be on the house'
| >>166586
>their typing gets faster before long they put their deck back onto their back and step to the front of the bar.
| >ohhh boy here it comes cyrus says in his head.
| >>166582
"Thanks Natalya."
>He takes a small sip
"Oh, and when you get the chance can you tell Akira to come find me uh..."
>He leans in close to whisper
"Back 'home'."
>He backs up
"Nothing serious, just something I've been meaning to tell her for awhile now."
| >>166586
> Oh.. Uh, well, alright. No problem!"
> He begins to stand, sighing.
"Well... Do you need a ride somewhere, maybe?"
| >the black phoenix member now stands outside they look off somewhere and then move to a nearby bench
| (I think you'll be fine..)
> KM nods and chuckles.
"Alright. I'll see you soon then."
> He turns and leaves for the door, nothing to pay for due to not buying anything. He passes by the bench without notice, finding the ride he came in.
| (Thought you ment for going outside sorry*
You can if you want, I've gotta join another thread in a bit soImean.)
| >CN spots the pair leave the place as he takes another sip
"Fucking assholes saying shit like that..."
>He mumbles to himself as his mood seems to get a little foul again as he takes out his deck to type something.
| >>166612
> KM takes a second before relaxing.
".. Imagination, geez I need to get out more."
> He starts the engine and takes off! Instead of a straight direction, he decides to cruise before heading home.
| >the phoenix member then makes their way back inside, seeing
>>166615
on a deck.
"Oh, nice. So few legitimate deckers around."
| >>166619
"Hm? Oh thanks, I custom built it. I bought a new deck recently as well so I'm eager to see what parts I can use from it to make this one better."
| >>166622
"Oh just getting into it I see?"
>they pull their deck back out
"I made a custom one as well, been working on them since I was 5 basically"
>there is something familiar about her
| >>166624
"W-woah yea that's way longer than me. I've only have this for about half a year, haven't even thought of a good name for it yet. What have you done with yours hardware and software wise?"
| >Sven finishes his meal, but waves for the waitress.
" 'scuse me."
| >>166629
Well hardware I salvage old computers and rewire them for a new motherboard. Then I actually use a specialized printer for the outer casing. Software I rewrite standard OSes so they can continue to function but are unrecognized to certain things. Even has black ICE.
| >>166632
"B-black ICE!? How did you manage something like that? That stuff is easily in the millions of zenny."
| >>166637
"O-Oh I see, you're a Phoenix, that explains a lot. You know I meant Phoenix 3 the other day, she was certainly fun to hang around with, although she really likes using her cloak..."
| >>166638
"Oh, yes. She enjoys the cloaking tech. She made that herself as well. No idea how. She also loves the swords. Wish she would lay off the alcohol though."
| >Sven murmurs to himself
"Don't say it, don't say it, dont say it."
>Stifling a chuckle.
| "Honestly sometimes shes a pain in the ass."
| >>166647
"Good then. You had me worried there for a second. So uh... ant advice you can give for deck building on a budget?"
| >>166655
"She gets so chatty when she's drunk. Also a bit blood thirsty. Deck building on a budget? I can't really think of any recommendations. Maybe trying to engineer the parts themselves but that takes a lot of time and skill."
| >>166657
"You make it seem like she'll share an embarrassing secret or something... and I guess that's a possibility, but I don't have a lot of free time on my hands either sadly."
| >>166661
"Then I'm sorry to say its likely your not going to get much cheaper than buying the parts."
| >The door open in a loud fashion, and a somewhat smallish girl enters, wearing a long white coat with the letters A-20 on the back, her hair is a pinkish color and her eyes are ocean blue. One of her arm is covered in metal plating and bandages.
>She stands there, looking around, not talking
| >the Phoenix member's eyes flick towards the door and then back at CN.
| >>166663
"*Sigh* Now if only I had the money to afford some... a big job I was going to take ended up being cancelled so now things might up a little tight..."
| >>166671
"A big job? Now that I think of it, didn't I see you with the fishermen at that meeting?"
| >Dahk finishes what was provably her 5th beer, and eyes around
"Wait, when did so many people gey here..."
| >>166673
"Oh yea, I was hired as a data consultant and such in exchange for sharing any info I got, not that there was any to share after that huge mess in the capitol building..."
| >>166680
"Er, not exactly. I'm a hacker by trade mostly, but I also do some shadowrunning and network building on the side, the people talking kind, not the website kind, although I guess I can do that too..."
| >>166683
>Dahk waves back to AM
"Yeah, look there were some cute girls, and i *cant't* wait to get areested for public intoxication again."
| >>166630
>The bun-bun returns.
"Yes?"
>>166664
>The doggo girl meekly approaches the newcomer.
"H-hello, welcome to Lily's Place," >She says, sniffing.
"How many w-will be dining?"
| >>166684
"Oh, so you test cybersecurity for companies. Well, that must pay well in certain cases."
>you can sense there is an underlying message
| >The girl in the white coat heads up to a table and sits down, her eyes looking around the place, but mostly at CN.
>There's something off putting about her gaze, something about it is just scary, in more ways than one, she breaks eye contact and now looks around innocently at the other guests.
| >>166690
"Yup. Although I don't always do it for the money and more for the personal satisfaction. I think it's important as many 'clients' get the info as needed. It's not great for my wallet but what can you do."
| >>166699
"Ha, I suppose so. But it gets your name out there at least. We had to do volunteer peacekeeping for some time before we got a following. What was your name again?"
| >>166689
>The white clad girl thinks for a second
"Any menu, that or reccomandations?"
>Her mouth doesnt move but you can hear her words clearly
| >>166695
>Dahk gets up and stumbles over to AM.
"Sh... you know i'm already dating Angus... although...
| >>166705
"Ah, I remember you now. I've seen you quite a bit online. You've made quite a name for yourself. I believe we spoke as Black Panties was fighting that former MARS employee. Mike Hunt or whatever his name was."
| >>166712
"Yes unfortunately... for better or worse I suppose. And wait that's who she was fighting? She made it seem like it was someone else..."
| >>166717
"Were you not there for that live stream? I mentioned who it was. I swear I saw CN there."
| >>166703
>The doggo girl grabs you a smol menu with the breakfast and brunch items.
"H-here you go, miss...?"
>>166695
>The bunny girl arrives with your check, making sure to give you an ample shot of of her chest as she leaves the receipt on the table.
"Thank you for dining with us... I hope you return soon!" >She says, winking.
| >>166718
"No I was there, it's just when I talked to Black Panties after the incident she seemed to think it was someone else."
| >>166724
"Thank you"
>The girl shifts her gaze to the menu, analyzing it
"Anything with loads of meat? That would not be half-bad."
>She speaks once again, her mouth not moving
| >>166730
"Hmm, well judging by everything the history they mentioned as well as the suit... There is a possibility we're wrong, but even still, I guess if they're confident about who they were fighting, perhaps just a coincidence. I did focus on the first person who matched the clues."
| > A man in a brown leather bomber jacket walks into the bar. He's limping slightly from an old injury on his left leg, and he's got a large bandage on the sleeve of his jacket.
> He quietly takes a newspaper and sits down at a bench near the entrance. The headline reads "UKoBIaNMC Pushed Back". The man scoffs at this and turns to the sports section.
| >>166737
"Well I can't deny your possibility either, she was... quite emotional after the whole thing but I digress."
| >>166706
>AM gets close enough so Dahk can hear him whisper.
"I dare you to ask Phoenix over there if she is in to butt stuff. 100z if you do it."
| >>166736
"The S-Steak & Eggs is tasty..." >The doggo says, pointing to a scrumptious picture of a sirloin that had been grilled and served along with two sunny side up eggs on a bed of hashbrowns.
>>166750
>The wolfgirl approaches you slowly.
"Welcome to Lily's Place- May I offer you a coffee?"
| >>166761
>Dahk Scoffs and whispers back
"100z for that? I'll do you one better."
>She activates her cloaking device, and slowly creeps up behind the Phoenix. Until finally grabbing them from behind.
"Surrrrprise butt secks!"
| >a convoy of four, unremarkable yet susupicous looking sedans park outside
| >>166762
>The girl nods, giving back the menu
"I will have that, then"
>She turns to the small dog girl with a warm smile on her face
| >>166769
>instantly the woman is on the ground, not by the Phoenix member they grabbed but by some invisible force. Ontop of them then appears another Phoenix member, one of their swords drawn. She has long hair unlike the other.
| >>166771
>The doggo's droopy ears perk up a bit at your smile! She runs off to the kitchen to relay your order.
| >>166772
"Harassement of an officer..."
>she notices the sedans
"Oh, more shit? God fucking damn it, I'm not holding back if they start shit."
| >The cloaking device wears off, revealing Dahk with the dumbest grin on her face
"Whasa matter? I thought you phoenix guys liked butt stuffff"
| >>166772
"And there's the 3."
>AM chuckles, walking over.
"Sorry about that officer, it seems my friend has had a bit much to drink."
| >>166778
>phoenix two looks over
"You think I'm hard of hearing AM? I heard you instigate that, you're really on thin ice you know. Oh by the way, that's a game we play. One says something fake about the other in a bar, then we see how long it takes for the rumor to get back to one of us. You got the quickest time Xin."
>Xin/ Phoenix 3 looks back with a grin
| (Setting note: Unbeknowst to most of the people inside the building, the glass is actually heavy reinforced super acrylic- also known coloquially as 'armored glass,' which resists all but the heaviest calibers of conventional weaponry and explosives.)
| >>166780
"Welp. You got me officer. In all honesty, I only meant no harm, it's just that you people are so up tight. Oh and I got to see Dahk drunkenly shout that."
>AM laughs.
| (Ha, I forgot about that :p)
| (I was super tempted to do a butt joke with 'up tight')
| >>166785
"Ah, so we can add drunken disorderly to the charges. Or are you interceding on their behalf?"
>they look at AM with a pointed expression
"Oh, Number 3, let them off with a warning worse case scenario we'll get them next time they do it."
>number three gets off and then becomes cloaked again.
| >The white clad girl observes the scene with interest, her face now adorned with a creepy smile, her eyes half closed, she looks really annoyed.
| >by each of the sedans a click can be heard
| >>166791
"Thaank you~"
Dahk shuffles back to her table to finish her beer
"It's a real shame that you stay cloaked all the time, you really are cute~... AM can you buy another beer for me?"
| "Nah. First of all, I asked her to ask, not squeeze you, and second, she is pretty drunken, and disorderly... In public..."
>AM beems a smile, he ain't care.
| >>166762
"Actually, do you have any tea? I'm dreadfully thirsty."
> The man looks to be about forty-five, and his accent is strongly British.
| >>166792
>The doggo returns with a steaming plate of steak and eggs.
"H-here you go, miss..." >The doggo says, precariously balancing the food to the table...
| >the phoenix member uncloaks and looks into the sedan windows a flash of lights runs across their face.
| >>166807
"We do, actually. Chamomile, Earl Grey, Orange Pekoe, Matcha..." >The wolfgirl says. Her one ear twitches- she glances outside at the waiting sedans.
| >>166803
>Dahk pouts
"What's so wrong with having a little fun"
>Upon the phoenix member uncloaking her tone shifts
"AM I swear if this turns into *another* firefight you owe me like, 3 beers"
| >He looks outside towards the sedans
"I swear to god if someone decides to start trouble *here*..."
| >AM looks at the sedans, and at everyone, and back to the sedans.
"Nope."
>He says as he picks up his gun and knife from the nearby table, and leaves.
| >>166814
>Phoenix 2 looks over
"Yes, I was worried with those two speaking as they were. Thats why I called her. Suspicious how those two individuals left right as those sedans came."
| >>166811
"Anything but that American iced tea rubbish. That's the only cup of tea that isn't my cup of tea, hoho."
> The man chuckles at his own joke.
| >>166821
"Ah-mare-ree-kan?" >The wolfgirl says, confused.
"... I'll get you some Matcha, sir," >She says, smiling as she leaves. She looks back toward the sedans every so often.
| >>166808
>The girl nods
"You have my thanks"
>She starts eating very slowly, while sometimes looking at the cars outside, her eyes narrowed, and one hand in her cloak.
| >From... somewhere inside the bar, probably the cellar in the back, arrives an unexpected visitor: A pomeranian. Perfectly round and apparently made of snow, with a bright pink bow on its head. There's a pair of miniature figurines on it, clinging on for dear life. The Snowmeranian is oblivious to them, though.
>"Arf! Arf!"
| >Dahk rubs her eyes
"Ok, i don't think i'm that drunk yet but... Is that a dog made out of snow?"
| > Meanwhile, the man with the newspaper fiddles idly with the bandage on his sleeve before getting a notification on... A flip phone.
> He checks it and frowns before unwrapping the bandage, revealing a patch reading "SCO" and a hash mark beneath it.
> He then goes back to his newspaper.
| >The girl in the white coat looks at the man reading the newspaper, her creepy and freezing gaze passing over him before finishing her plate.
>She then notices the dog made out of snow... And her face stays stoic
"What may that be?"
| >>166950
>"Arf arf!"
>The Snowmeranian hops up to Dahk, the miniature figurines on its "back" almost slipping off.
>"Arf!"
| >>166775
>>>166809
>The sound of loud music flows out as the sedan's window rolls down
>Sound of da police.mp3
>Packed tight inside are a bunch of men in various casual attire looking at the phoenix member with surprise, as if she just kicked into a party. An all too familiar white haired lady sits on the opposite edge, peering through the others in the cramped space
"Well hi there"
| >>167033
"Hello. You know it looks really suspicious having three cars parked right outside a busy building. Almost like an IED."
|
| >>167171
"Nice we share the same kind of paranoia P3"
>Ferris comments partially hinting at the clicks heard earlier
"So would those be explosives, gas or arcs"
>The eyes of some of the men inside widen in surprise at the mention of explosives, one simply facepalms. While the driver rests his head on the wheel grabbing his hair
| >>167197
>she taps the scabbard of one of the sword and a bit of dust like nanomachines fall off
"That would be me marking suspicious things for tracing should something illegal happen involving them. Like if some terrorists decided to shoot a bar."
| >>167033
>Back inside the cafe CN squints to view inside the open window of the sedan as his cybereye slightly glows a little brighter
"...Fucking Ferris, another source of stress in my life."
>CN turns back around in his seat and slumps a little, relaxing again and breathing a sigh of relief before going back to his coffee.
| "I see"
>She goes on, acknowledging the suspicious nature of a a convoy
"So would an explanation be in order?"
| >The girl in the white coat stares a little at what's happening outside, an annoyed scowl on her face and her eyes glowing ever sp slightly a green hue, she turs her gaze to CN once again, and then raises her hand in an attempt to call a waitress
| >>167225
>Ferris' gives a face that shows weariness mixed with a lack of surprise
"You got the order to arm up for the city wide war too right?"
| >>167226
>Noticing her gaze for the second time CN turns to address her
"Uh... sorry, but do I know you?"
| >The girl looks at you and you can hear a voice, despite her mouth not moving
"You do not, but I know you, and I found myself interested in what you were talking about earlier. But pray pardon my gaze if it made you uncomfortable"
>Her face stays stoic
"I seek information, from any source, so I could not help but overhear you and begin staring"
| “Well we’re celebrating a war well (not) fought”
>Ferris sighs and rests her head back on the seat staring up at the car’s ceiling. Explaining the reason for the group of sedans having just sat outside for such a long while
“We were arguing about where to eat. And weighing how much the men wanted Beer, Barbeque and animal girls vs the risk of walking into a bar with both AM –and- CN. Especially after last time”
| >>167234
"I see... and it's fine, don't worry, I didn't mind so much, was just curious. What sort of info were you looking for?"
| >>167239
"Yeah, I can understand that. Anyways if its just you then I can focus on other things."
>they cloak
| >The window rolls up and the 4 sedans continue to sit idly outside. The convoy presumably still arguing about where to eat
| >>167241
>The girl looks at you in the eyes and lifts three fingers
"I am looking for three individuals"
>She drops two fingers
"Two of which you have never met, if my information is correct, and one which you may know"
>She then lets her hand down
"I'm also looking for a retro computer, weighs about 75kg, old, ancient even"
| >>167244
>A block or 2 away, peaking out of an alleyway, is AM, staring at the sedans using his binoculars.
>"Did they not see me leave? Whatever, Imma ghost."
>AM retreats deeper in to the alleyway, disappearing.
| >>167246
"Well don't you seem knowledgeable in my going ons... alright who are these people? And what kind of ancient tech are we talking? Like IBM 5100 level?"
| >The girl smiles
"I am looking for, AM, someone I cannot disclose and OS. I'm sure the first name rings a bell"
>She then sounds very suprised
"as for the computer, to think you would even know the model name, I guess the rumors about you are not hot air"
>The girl laughs wryly
| >>167265
"AM and OS hmm... if I may ask why so? And I'm definitely curious why you need an IBM 5100 of all things, that thing ain't exactly a powerhouse of tech, and that kind of thing was rare to find back in the turn of the century as is. I mean I *suppose* it has some unique software to it but even then there's way cheaper and easier to find alternatives."
| >"You're just being paranoid"
>"Let's just get out already"
>"Are you kidding? that last place... just something"
>"You just want to get with that bunny chick don't you"
>"Yo play that ad again"
>Eventually a square jawed Man steps out of one of the cars and enters the establishment
| >>167319
>The wolfgirl with a missing ear and scars over her face returns with the Matcha (Green tea) for Mr. Leather Bomber. She bows toward the newcomer.
"Welcome to Lily's Place, Bar & Grill," >She says, slowly.
"How may I serve you?"
| >>167369
"Got space for 15? preferably by a corner or wall"
>The square jawed man says while looking around
| >Dahk starts counting on her fingers, a little drunk
"One .. two... Gosh fifthteen sure is alot. That's almost Three fives!
| >>167369
> The man takes a sip.
"Delicious. Thank you."
> He drops his newspaper and bends down to pick it up. As he does so, a lump in his jacket pocket becomes more pronounced.
> He takes the paper and continues to read, sipping the tea as he does so.
| >>167375
>She does a quick check of her surroundings before turning to a brightly lit corner, where a booth consisting of one of those corner couches and a square table remains unused. She gestures toward that.
"Will that do? I can move some chairs over so others can sit on the other side of the table."
>>167388
[Wolfgirl will remember that.]
| >A man, wearing a hood, hat and sunglasses, all three covering his face comes up to the bar, waving for one of the waitresses.
"Hello?"
| "I'm sorry, I think a guy called Sven forgot to pay his bill. Here."
>The hooded man slides a disposable cred-stick on the counter-top.
| >The hooded man adjusts his gloves, as if he is not used to wearing them.
| >>167396
"Will do" The man smiles appreciatively before turning around and giving a thumbs up to the convoy waiting outside
>The sedan doors open and a large group of people begin heading to the spot they were given. All seem to be dressed for the City waterpark. Notable among the group is a man with a black skull for a face wearing a floral aloha shirt with matching shorts. Behind him Ferris follows in a mint green sundress and a stereotypicaly large and floppy-ribboned beach hat
| >>167435
>The hooded man takes a peak at Ferris, slowly turning away from her, not raising suspicion.
| >(Ferris fails perception check)
>"So did you suggest this place for the food or the girls"
>"But aren't most of them children"
>"oh god don't be a pedo"
>"I prefer lolicon"
>The group chatters in their seats while waiting for a waitress
>By the middle of the group with her back to the wall Ferris starts typing on a laptop
| >>167421
"Ah... thank you, kind sir," >The Old Man says, ringing up the charge.
>>167435 >>167457
>The same bun-bun girl from the ad arrives, stroking her injured ear as she reaches the table. Her demeanor changes immediately and she's all smiles.
"Welcome to Lily's Place," >She says, bending over to set down stack of menus,
"May I get anyone started on drinks?"
| >>167280
>The girl nods
"Of course, I require to see AM as he possibly has info about the other person I am looking for, he also traded with her, and I need to ascertain what she sold to him"
>She then gets a picture out of her cloak, it shows an IBM 5100, but it seems a little odd
"This is the computer in question, or well its sister unit, it was modified and hosts critical data as well as a code I require"
>>167297
"I'll take a black coffee"
>She smiles softly
| >>167401
"Sh... I'm only getting started!"
>Dahk takes gets up and heads off
to pay her bill
"Uh... how many beera was it again...?
| >The hooded man leave, but as he opens the door, the wind blows off his hood showing bandages covering his head under the hat. He increases his paces as he leaves, putting his hood back on.
| >>167463
>Two men go red and start striking elbows at each other. One of the females in the group hits one of them on the back of the head.
>The square jawed man from earlier speaks up "Light beer please. And we'll have two of the seafood platters and nachoes"
| >>167470
>Ferris busy typing on a laptop fails another perception check!
>One of the younger lookimg men sees the bandages however and comments
>"hey was that a mummy"
>another man perks up and looks around, missing the bandaged man leave
>"A what? Where?"
| (light beer please... Shouldve been in white)
| >>167464
"Hmm I see... and why are you looking for OS?"
>He takes a close look at the picture
"Is this related to that text game by any chance? To The Depths or something I think it was called."
| >>167464
>The doggo returns with a fresh mug of black coffee!
"H-here you go," >She says, gently pressing it into your waiting hands. It's still warm.
>>167468
"This will be your ... sixteenth," >The Old Man says disapprovingly.
| >>167486
>The bunny girl begins scribbling your orders on the table, all the while obviously aware of your looks (and the direction thereof- her top is a little low-cut).
"Thanks! Would you like the beers with the meal, or before?" >She pipes up, gushing with enthusiasm.
| >>167505
>Dahks widen her eyes
"Sixteen? That's four fours! (or two eights). I remember when I was sixteen..."
>she continues to drunkingly ramble
"Maaan, where's AM when you need him..."
| > Suddenly, the man with the newspaper drops his cup. Luckily, it was empty.
"Oh, bollocks. You've done it again, Thatch." > the man mutters.
> He picks the cup up and attempts to flag down a waitress.
| >>167520
"Do you have a table I could sit at? Age isn't doing me any favors, and I keep dropping things. I'm alone today, so a table for one will be fine."
| >Some time after the hooded man left another man instead enters. His lowered head and shoulders suggest how little he can see, and as a result he takes small, unsure steps.
| >>167502
>The girl nods
"Yes, indeed it is, that game was created by a troublesome individual, and holds data that could cause chaos and disorder should it be left unatended"
>The voice drops to a whisper
"Although I for one have no need to stop that stream, all I need is to confirm the location of the computer and extract a little bit of data"
>She shrugs
"As for OS, I wish no harm upon her person, I simply wish to assure she is well and to receive her debriefing."
| >>167509
>Despite the back-of-the-head scolding, some of the younger men build up pressure in their seats.
| >>167521
"Right away!" >The bunny girl says bubbly, standing back up and heading toward the kitchen. She shakes sways her hips side to side as she does, and you swear that the little furry "tail" (which looks like a bloody pom-pom) jiggles as she disappears.
>>167522
"Certainly," >The wolfgirl says, leading you toward a small table set next to one of the large windows. It gives you a clear view of a nearby small park, where some civilians are flying kites or racing drones.
| >>167526
>The doggo approaches the strange man, who probably can't see her due to his getup and due to her being shorter than the others.
"U-um, W-welcome to Lily's Place...?" >She squeaks.
| >>167532
"Thank you kindly."
> The man sits at the table and continues reading the newspaper. Interestingly, he's been on the same page for about ten minutes now.
| (new thread: https://dangeru.us/cyb/thread/167538?watch=true)
| (boop)
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| >Compared to many of the other bars and taverns described in the city, Lily's Place is decidedly more "modern" in design, featuring the large, open windows that are normally popular in American diners. They stretch from one corner of the building to the next, allowing an easy viewing of the spacious interior.
>Within, a solid slab of granite serves as the bar table, which extends in front of a wooden and glass alcohol shelf that looks like it was lifted from an old Irish pub.