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[h1][color=669900]Hugo[/color] & [color=00aeef]Carmen[/color][/h1]
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Location: Delirium Kitchenette ([color=669900]Hugo[/color]) / Delirium Sitting Area ([color=00aeef]Carmen[/color]) → Delirium Bar
Interacting with: Will, Lucas and Cara (indirect noticing), Avalon (indirect) and Gianna (severely affected by performance) [sub][@smarty0114], [@Legion02], [@Wintergrey], [@lovely complex][/sub] - ([color=00aeef]Carmen[/color]), Each other [sub][@BeastofDestiny], [@AbandonedIntel][/sub]
Hugo’s mood: [color=669900]Sneaky → Confident → Charming → Confused → Surprised/Intrigued → Charming → Lost in Passion[/color]
Carmen’s mood: [color=00aeef]Confident → Annoyed → Growingly Apprehensive → Content → Confident → Turnt[/color][/center][hr]

	A party at a club? From an anonymous source? What could possibly go wrong, thought the rasta Hugo, nonchalantly walking through the streets of New York. Normally he’d have brought all of his things, but where it was a club with security, he wouldn’t have been allowed to bring his duffle bag full of everything, let alone a sword. No, instead, the only worldly possession he brought with him was his journal, tucked safely into the back of his pants. His clothing of choice made his look like something from the 80s, tight fitting khakis, brown loafers, and a loose fitting collared shirt, adorned with hawaiian flower patterns, the sleeves rolled up with the shirt more open at the top to reveal his chest. It was unusual attire, even for him, but then again it was an unusual event, so why not dress to impress? Who knows, he may even pick someone up along the way?

Heading over towards the front entrance, the bouncers guarding it, along with the length of the line told Hugo he wasn’t getting in anytime soon. Not one to waste it, he began strolling through a side alley in the back, looking for any window that’d give a nice view inside. While it didn’t look like there were any windows that gave a view inside the club floor, there was a nice heavy metal door with just the tiniest window that gave anyone looking close a good view through. Looking inside it seemed that there was a small kitchen, the lights were on, but nobody was inside, if they did food at the club, they certainly weren’t cooking anything tonight, or perhaps not at this late an hour. It didn’t take much effort to teleport into the room, a clear line of sight was all he needed, last thing he’d want to do is awkwardly explain how he became part of the construction to someone. Walking slowly over to the door he could already see the pounding lights of the dance floor, its heavy base resonating within the kitchen. Opening it slowly he saw a lot of people, but no one that was paying any attention to where he was and quickly, silently, he slipped inside. Straightening his collar Hugo strode over to the bar, thirsty for something stiff to get him in the mood.

	Carmen stood in the sitting room, the calm area that was somewhat safe from most of the beating music that blasted through the building. While many people relaxed here, she chose to stay for a moment when the two people she tagged along with, Minako and Amy, left to go head someplace. She was on her bluetooth headset, the bluetooth hooked up to a two-way radio that was concealed underneath her leather N7 jacket, along with her 9mm pistol. She was speaking to Kevante, a good friend of hers and her partner-in-literal-crime, coordinating with him and the rest of the crew.

[color=0054a6][b][i]”The others have just arrived, one Econoline and one Crown Vic. We’re at a safe area with a few fast escape routes, and we’re monitoring traffic in your area.”[/i][/b][/color] Kevante’s voice replied through Carmen’s earpiece. Before and after Carmen had gotten into the club, she was coordinating with her friends to set up in a safe place to monitor the situation for her, and come in as backup if needed. [color=0054a6][b][i]”Anything you’d like us to do?”[/i][/b][/color]

	[color=00aeef][b]“Yeah, tell Cisne to do some research on this place… I wanna know what the hell kind of Hornet’s Nest I’m sticking my dick into.”[/b][/color] Carmen said, looking around.

	[color=0054a6][b][i]“Copy that, hermana.”[/i][/b][/color] Kevante replied in a playful tone. [color=0054a6][b][i]”I’ll tell her to stay off of Tumblr in the meantime too. Aguila out.”[/i][/b][/color]

Carmen smiled at that last comment. Yeah, Sukaina’s been caught browsing memes in the middle of heists before, it’s not unlike her to do shit like this again. Releasing her hand from her small bluetooth headset, she looked back to where she had last seen the two Mayweather girls. Instead, she saw other unrecognizable guests. Blue surrounded her everywhere, and while it was her favorite color, it still was a little much. This was bad. [color=00aeef][b]“Gah… [i]shit…[/i]”[/b][/color] She groaned in slight frustration. Looking for a possible route to them, she found the cherry tunnel that led to the bar. She made her way through it, and ended up at the bar.

The bar was nearly packed. She saw all kinds of people there… it was almost like that scene from the Attack of the Clones, but if it were only [i]blue[/i] instead of [i]orange.[/i] She actually wouldn’t be surprised at this point if someone offered her some ‘Death Sticks’. She really would rather go home and rethink her life at this point. As she walked into the bar, she used her Reflex abilities to scan the area with her heightened senses.

Surprisingly, she did see quite a few familiar faces. Will was sitting there, apparently waiting for someone… and sure enough, there was Lucas and some other chick. Carmen was surprised that Lucas hadn’t noticed her. She hoped that he would be too drunk or tipsy to cause a scene involving her. And there was some… blonde chick? She looked like she was from the school, but she wasn’t too sure. [color=00aeef][i]Yeah… a hostile and no one friendly. Time to make yourself scarce, Little Blade.[/i][/color] Carmen thought to herself, trying to stay in the more darker corners of the bar to blend in. Not like the red stripes on her leather jacket would cause attention to her or anything… [color=00aeef][i]Damn you, Bioware. Fifth time you fucked me over.[/i][/color]

As Hugo approached the bar he couldn’t help but notice another as she made her way there as well. Dark skin, silky looking hair, a leather jacket, her attire spelt bold while her body spelt beauty, perhaps someone to get acquainted with? Intentionally slipping himself beside the hispanic woman Hugo leaned against the bar and placed an order, [color=669900]”Mon Sieur, one Mojito please,”[/color] turning to look at the woman he then asked, [color=669900]”Perhaps the lady would like something as well, no?”[/color]

Carmen was still in her own slow-mo state, and once she heard a closer voice, and saw a man looking at her from the corner of her eye, she popped out of it and looked at him. Filling in the blanks, she saw that she was being ordered a drink. While she didn’t want to get drunk on the job, she may as well blend in with [i]something.[/i] [color=00aeef][b]“Nothing fancy over here, something weak and fruity will do for me.”[/b][/color] She said with a polite smile to Hugo.

Hugo nodded and turning back to the bartender he ordered, [color=669900]”A Mai Tai for the lovely lady.”[/color] With a nod the bartender took to making the requested drinks. Hugo looking back then asked, [color=669900]”And what would be the lovely lady’s name, Mon Cherie? My name is Hugo, are you here for business or pleasure?”[/color] A charming smile graced his lips as he took in the sight of the beauty before him.

Carmen smiled a little, occasionally glancing around for her target. [color=00aeef][b]“Thanks.”[/b][/color] She said, in regards to the drink her ordered. Once Hugo asked for her name, and what she was here for, she looked down. [color=00aeef][b]“Oh, I’m Carmen.”[/b][/color] She said. [color=00aeef][b]“And… while I sort of wish I was here for pleasure… I’m here for business. I’m supposed to meet a man that goes by the name of [i]Vance Allen…[/i] are you his liaison or… whatever?”[/b][/color] She asked.

Hugo tilted his head somewhat in confusion when asked the question, Vance Allen? Liaison? Despite his confusion he returned to a more normal posture, his smile never fading, [color=669900]”Carmen, a beautiful name for a beautiful woman,”[/color] Hugo not one to mince words continued, [color=669900]”I’m afraid you have me confused though, my business in this place is for pleasure. Perhaps when your business is concluded you could join me again, no?”[/color] The bartender returned with their drinks, placing the respective glasses in front of each individual, [color=669900]”Mercie”[/color] He raised his glass to Carmen, [color=669900]”I assure you my company will not disappoint.”[/color]

Once Carmen got her drink, she nodded to the bartender with a smile. [color=00aeef][b]“Gracias.”[/b][/color] She said with a soft smile before turning back to Hugo. [color=00aeef][b]“You’re really trying to sell yourself to me, aren’t you?”[/b][/color] She asked, a little skeptical of him. [color=00aeef][b]“Trust me pal, while I would love to chat, I have a meeting with someone that… knows more about me than he should know… and I would like to find out why…”[/b][/color] She said, before entering Reflex-mode again, searching around for a possible contact. No one seemed to be watching her… yet. [color=00aeef][i]Where the hell is he?[/i][/color] She thought, frustrated. She’s starting to think that this ‘meeting’ may be orchestrated by one of the students at that damned school to bring her back, or worse, a trap set up by a malicious party to capture/kill her and possibly her crew. She grew more apprehensive by the second. [color=00aeef][b]“C’mon man…”[/b][/color] She groaned quietly to herself..

[color=669900]”Madame, you accuse me of too much!”[/color] Hugo retorted feigning shock, [color=669900]”I am but a simple and humble man, seeking the company of a beautiful woman to dance the night away.”[/color] As she explained how she was too busy though he watched her closely, concern slowly settling on his face, she seemed quite anxious. [color=669900]”You seem like you live a dangerous lifestyle? One who knows too much is never fun, besides I like a little mystery.”[/color] He began fantasizing what this woman was and what she did and hopefully it might calm her down, [color=669900]”I wonder, perhaps I am speaking with a secret agent? A Miss 007?”[/color]

As Hugo retorted, the woman sighed and took a sip of her drink. [color=00aeef][b]”For that I don’t blame you.”[/b][/color] She said simply. [color=00aeef][b]”It’s just that the situation is tense, and there’s no time to waste.”[/b][/color] She said, before thinking to herself. [color=00aeef][b]”Or maybe I’m just overreacting… I’m not used to going to places like this to begin with…”[/b][/color] She thought aloud, her words more silent that time. Once he started talking about her living a dangerous lifestyle, she looked back up to him and made eye contact once again. Once he made the guess that she was a secret agent, she actually smiled at that, and the thought of that actually kind of made her laugh. The way she talked did make her sound like one… maybe she watched too many movies as a kid. [color=00aeef][b]”Ha… yeah, I [i]wish[/i].”[/b][/color] She chuckled. [color=00aeef][b]”Nah, I’m just a bad guy, like every other motherfucker up in this place. Just trying to make a living, trying to better myself… it’s difficult though, I’ll tell you that.”[/b][/color] She explained, taking another sip. She did in essence explain herself, but without any details that could be used against her. She was careful about what she gave out these days. This Hugo guy could be [i]anyone.[/i]

Hugo tilted his head again, his long locks falling past his shoulder, [color=669900]”Not everyone here is a villain, Mon Cherie.”[/color] He smiled, [color=669900]”You don’t sound as bad as you make yourself out to be though, a villain who tries to better themselves? To make a living? Bad Guys don’t do what they do just to make their life better, no, at worst, I believe, you are just someone who struggles with life.”[/color] He took another sip of his drink, looking her in the eye, [color=669900]”But you are trying to better yourself, and it wouldn’t be called life were it so easy. But I digress, if you are a villain, then you must attend Delphina, no?”[/color]

Carmen listened to him, and chuckled a little. [color=00aeef][b]“I seriously doubt stealing a gold-rimmed Escalade from an obscure gang leader and turning in a huge profit is ‘struggling with life’.”[/b][/color] She shook her head. [color=00aeef][b]”Hermano… while I am trying to better myself… I sincerely think that embezzling corporate cocksuckers instead of holding up innocent small businesses isn’t much progress. It’s kind of the only life I know how to lead… and I am-”[/b][/color] Once she heard him mention Delphina, she shook her head. [color=00aeef][b]“Huh? Do you go there? To that school? I didn’t know you were a student!”[/b][/color] She chuckled. [color=00aeef][b]”No… I’m a Mayweather. I know that’s kind of hard to believe… a Mayweather robbing banks and stealing shit, but… I make sure that our victims all have it coming, so… I guess there’s that.”[/b][/color] She said, shrugging. [color=00aeef][b]”Either way, the worst Mayweather student is still a saint compared to me.”[/b][/color]

That was surprising, a Mayweather that commits crimes regularly? Despite such a revelation Hugo’s smile didn’t falter, [color=669900]”No, I am also a student at Mayweather, I’m surprised I haven’t seen you around before.”[/color] Putting down his drink he folded his hands together, [color=669900]”But stealing cars and robbing banks, you sound more like a vigilante to me, just as I thought, a woman living a dangerous life. But why live life that way? Why not help another rather than punish someone corrupt?”[/color] He asked with sincerity, curious at what her answer would be.

Carmen took another sip, listening to his response. [color=00aeef][b]”Yeah… same here. You probably came in after I took my week-long break.”[/b][/color] She smiled. Once he asked that question, she closed her eyes and gave a soft sigh. [color=00aeef][b]”Because… that’s the only thing I really know [i]how[/i] to do. I grew up with gangs and… violence… and… I don’t know… I just got out of prison and right now the only thing I can do is really take all of the ‘evil’ stuff I know and just use it against the bad guys for the gain of me and my friends… and occasionally charity.”[/b][/color] She explained. [color=00aeef][b]”I don’t know… I’m probably going to go to Syria or something, join up with the Kurds and help them liberate cities and shit. Probably put my skills to good use, make the terrorist’s heads explode like a bunch of fuckin’ watermelons with an AK.”[/b][/color] She sighed. [color=00aeef][b]”I don’t know, man. I’m still trying to figure myself out.”[/b][/color]

He listened to her story, with great interest, her life was truly something, even if Carmen thought herself bad, there was clearly a will to do good. [color=669900]”Perhaps you need a change in perspective then Mon Cherie? You’ve lived a life of crime, yet you want to change for the good, only knowing the bad. Perhaps you could use some help with that no? Someone to show you something different than what you know?”[/color]

Carmen looked at him. That actually made her silent for a bit, and she gave it a whole lot of thought. [color=00aeef][b]”Well… that is kind of why I joined Mayweather…”[/b][/color] She said. [color=00aeef][b]”But I fucking left because of… all of this drama. Fucking fire, feuds and bullshit… No one there likes me. The heroes there don’t like me because I’m a criminal, and the villains don’t like me because I’m with the heroes. I can’t fucking win, man.”[/b][/color] She lazily smacked her hand against the counter in exasperation. 

[color=669900]”So what brought you back then?”[/color] Again curious, she joined Mayweather, only to be rejected by both sides, rejected by her peers. [color=669900]”I’ve only just met you, but I like you rather well, and you’ve lead a rather interesting life.”[/color] He leaned his elbow on the counter, his chin resting in his palm. [color=669900]”Perhaps whenever you conclude your business, we could talk more on helping your perspective, though I can also help you seek pleasure here as well.”[/color] he grinned wide, [color=669900]”If nothing else, I’d want nothing more than a dance.”[/color]

Once she was popped the question of why she came back, she turned to Hugo and gave bit of a sarcastic grin. [color=00aeef][b]”Peer pressure.”[/b][/color] She answered simply. She wasn’t wrong, her non-powered friends pressured her to go back. Especially Kevante. That asshole… As Hugo explained his fondness for her, she listened and gave a soft, sincere smile. [color=00aeef][b]”It may be interesting, but it fucking sucks. So I just do what I can, you know?”[/b][/color] She raised her glass. [color=00aeef][b]”Just playing the cards I’m dealt, hombre.”[/b][/color] She listened some more. [color=00aeef][b]”Sure thing. I got a safe place you can smoke at not too far from here, up in Hudson Valley. Our strains aren’t the best but they do their job.”[/b][/color] She explained. Once she was asked for a dance, she gave a smile. [color=00aeef][b]”And a dance you shall get, amigo.”[/b][/color] She grinned, getting up from the barstool, finishing her drink before offering her hand to him. [color=00aeef][b]”Shall we go?”[/b][/color]

Hugo returned the smile, [color=669900]“Oui, but of course.”[/color] He downed the rest of his drink, a nice buzz forming itself as he graciously accepted the lady’s hand. Leading to the two at the dance floor, he eyed the other couples and groups. A lot of the dancing was just jumping around, hands in the air, or grinding against one another. Hugo, of course could simply so the same, but where was the fun and class in that? Turning around, he took Carmen's hand and placing another on the small of her back pulled her in close. The same charming smile on his lips, he spoke, [color=669900]“Follow my lead.”[/color] Having travelled all over the place had its benefits, while his mind may not have remembered everything, his body did and he'd most certainly surprise her with what he knew. Off he went, with his moves full of fun, fire, and passion, but most of all, he made sure that the moves were easy enough so she wouldn't trip over herself.

Carmen entered the dance floor with Hugo, smiling to him. Once they walked into the dance room, she took a moment to do one final scan. Initiating her reflexes, she scanned across the entire dance floor for anyone familiar. As everything happened in slow motion, and the music was now at a much more creepier yet calming tempo, she continued to search amongst the crowd. She saw Avalon amongst the crowd, walking around as well. No sight of anyone else, though. And certainly no one that seems to be looking for her or paying attention to her… this [i]has[/i] to be some sort of setup. However, once they entered in an area in the dance floor with enough room for a little moving around, she disengaged her reflexes and looked to Hugo. Hearing his command, she had no objections. [color=00aeef][b]“You take the lead, Hugo Weaving.”[/b][/color] She said with a somewhat joking smile. 

And soon enough, as the [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R457YFCBQe4]song changed[/url], everything build up slowly. As the energy of the song built up, so did that of the crowd. However, once the bass hit, the crowd resumed to their jumping and grinding. Carmen had no trouble following along with Hugo, and as the song built up and the bass intensified, Carmen knew where it was gonna go down… she’s heard this song before, it was one of Sukaina’s favorites. And once the bass hit, she shifted into overdrive, improvising with Hugo’s moves, allowing the light show of blue and purple to flash around them as the crowd jumped to the beat. Lasers flashed everywhere as the two danced the night away. 

	And then everything stopped. The screens went dark, and the lights dimmed down. The music slowed down and faded away. The crowd calmed down, but Carmen was skeptical. She made a few more scans around the dance floor before the lights flashed back on… but in the colors of bright orange and red. Fire was everywhere, and it seems as if they were in hell… or… [url=https://i.ytimg.com/vi/lbjOU87IIyo/maxresdefault.jpg][i]Club Afterlife…[/i][/url] [color=00aeef][i]I swear, if this is setup to make my life look like the stupidest Mass Effect reference in the history of mankind, I am gonna fucking kill myself.[/i][/color] Carmen thought. The N7 jacket didn’t help her case at all… and then the music hit, and the lights were on Gianna. [i]Gianna!?[/i] Could she have been the one who sent the text?  Carmen’s mind raced for a brief moment before the performance began. Everything burst into flames, and Gianna showed herself. Almost as soon as the performance began, Carmen fell under Gianna’s spell. She was mesmerized by Gianna’s movement, and the pheromones got the best of her… she indeed started to have a good time, and at that point, she let her guard down. She even saw how sexy Gianna could be, it was quite arousing… enough to the point where it produced the key for the closet Carmen locked herself inside of. She didn’t even care anymore. After the performance ended, and everything resumed back to normal, Carmen looked to Hugo with a grin on her face.

	[color=00aeef][b]“That was [i]beautiful…[/i]”[/b][/color] Carmen barely managed to say. [color=00aeef][b]“C’mon… we have the night to ourselves… let’s fuckin’ seize it.”[/b][/color] Carmen said with a grin.

Hugo was surprised that Carmen was keeping up, as though she were improvising to his own moves, it seemed he made the right call when approaching her, her spirit was charming yet fiery. And as the lights turned off and Gianna came down to perform her routine, his reaction was similar to that of his partner’s. He had already come here with the desire to let loose, but somehow that feeling was intensified as he gazed upon Gianna’s form. As the dance ended and the girl was gone from sight, Hugo could only mutter a single word, [color=669900]”Magnifique…”[/color] Turning to face Carmen, her mood had drastically changed, all for the better of course, whatever business she was to attend was gone far from their minds, only the club and each other remained. [color=669900]”Oui! Let’s raise the roof!”[/color] Whatever charm Hugo had tried to put on was out the door, all that was left was passion and he let that takeover as he and Carmen danced together.

	Kevante’s voice then chimed in through the radio. [color=0054a6][b][i]”Yo, Phoenix. You’re not gonna believe this. This club, Delirium, it’s all ran by a powerful Mafia that is known to have some insane shadow-necro-whatever powers. The Harts. These guys can’t be fucked with! I highly suggest you get yourself out of there, before they find out that you’re wired and that you are armed!”[/i][/b][/color]

	[color=00aeef][b]”Like I give a shit! No one’s immune to fuckin’ lead bullets! You guys go ahead and abort, I’m gonna get fuckin’ [i]turnt![/i] WOOOO!!!”[/b][/color] Carmen called out with a grin, turning off the bluetooth. She even lost her cares for the mission at hand as well.
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Kevante look to the others inside the van. Liana, Victor and Sukaina were all in there too, keeping an eye on the monitors, which showed hacked surveillance feeds in the area. They all looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

[color=662d91][b]“Looks like we’re gonna have to be on call then, at the safehouse. At least we don’t have to deal with those… weird… shadow-necro-whatever assholes.”[/b][/color] Sukaina shrugged.

Victor looked to Sukaina. [color=00a99d][b]“Yeah, but we can’t just leave her behind, she could need our help!”[/b][/color]

	Kevante patted Victor on the shoulder. [color=0054a6][b]“I understand your concern, but I know Little Blade well enough. She can handle herself. Us, on the other hand, can’t stand a chance against these assholes. It’s best that we at least fall back to our closest apartment, and set up shop there. I’ll send its address to Carmen once we get there. We’re safe there, and our response time could be fast enough to rescue Carmen and any friends she might have over there. That’s our plan. We cool?”[/b][/color]

	Victor looked into Kevante’s eyes. Begrudgingly, he nodded. [color=00a99d][b]“Si.”[/b][/color] He said. [color=00a99d][b]“Liana, take the Crown Vic and lead us to the apartment.”[/b][/color]

	At that, Liana nodded and walked to the back of the van, climbing out and closing the doors behind her. It didn’t take her long to get back into her car and start it up.

	Kevante climbed up to the driver’s seat, Victor sitting shotgun with him. [color=0054a6][b]“Buckle up, bitches. Don’t want the cops stopping us and discovering our shit.”[/b][/color] Kevante said before shifting the van into gear, pulling out from the alleyway, heading out into the city.