[center][b][h1][color=red]Ethan Aster[/color][/h1][/b][/center]
[h2][center]Location: Club Aether[/center][/h2][hr][center][h3] Interaction: Bodyguards; Band mates; Club Manager; [url= https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4675091]Leo[/url] [@CaptainSully] & [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4675107]Dustynn[/url] [@MissCapnCrunch][/h3][/center][hr]
Ethan watched the scene unfold as he tried to get through the crowd to Victoria. A couple of guys played the white knight and stepped in and the sycophant cracked one over the head with a beer bottle. Then things got really physical. He looked over and saw his bodyguard Giovanni slide up to him. “Evening Mr. Aster. We will now be retiring to the office due to the nights activities taking a physical turn. Need to remind you that you're due for an interview tomorrow with Miss Rita Haywood of the Sol City paper about your return home.”

Ethan nodded watching the girls get pepper sprayed he shook his head. That was a bad move on Victoria’s part or the blonde with her.[color=red] “I understand Giovanni. Call Nikki and tell him I want The Barracuda on standby. They just sealed their fate in the drunk tank and will probably be charged for assault without provocation. See if there is a bond on them…” [/color]Ethan sighed as Giovanni escorted him away from the floor.[color=red] “Just get me a phone I'll talk to Nikki.” [/color]Ethan was dragged away before he saw the pleading look for intervention. He met up with Paul and his bodyguard Antonio. Drew, who was pissed and Joseph who was equally pissed. And finally Tobias and Vinny. The bodyguards looked like quadruplets in black with the obvious Italian swarthy olive complexion, dark hair and eyes. The only thing that set them apart from one another was their personalities, which could be seen in the varying degrees of harshness.

They moved fluidly through the crowd to the STAFF ONLY door where they meet the Club Manager. Giovanni looked at the poor man and without emotion said. “Office. Now.”

The poor guy paled and pushed through the door and was followed by the entourage. “Mr. Virachelli. My boss is back there-”

Giovanni cut him off. “Good. He needs to be informed that the police are on their way. My clients will need a moment before their car arrives. Don't make me ask you again, I don't like it when people don't pay attention the first time.”

The club manager cowed lead them to the office and stalling tapped on the door. Antonio rolled his eyes saying “Non abbiamo tempo per questo Giovanni.” and opening the door on Leo and Dustynn.