Gambit's Bar
Originally a run-down shack of a dive, Gambit's Bar has grown over the years into one of Wing City's most popular attractions.
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Setting
Gambit's Bar has grown over the years from a tiny dive into a well-kept service with the hustle and bustle of a steady flow of patrons at all hours of the day. The bar interior is currently located within an extra-planar pocket dimension with entrances and access points located all across the Multiverse. Its most well known access point is that of Wing City.
A bar spanning the entire left wall carries every alcohol this side of the galaxy has to offer, and some expensive rarities that serve as attractions for the travelers passing through. There are booths and tables scattered throughout the bar and what music might be playing comes from an internal stereo system. The stage and DJ equipment had long been removed as Gambit’s always was considered a bar, not a club. The roof was also reworked to get rid of the unnecessary rafters, opening it up like it was meant to be. Since the bar was beneath the hotel, the rafters weren’t needed and were a little strange looking. Also removed was all of the self-ordering screens since there was plenty of staff to take not just drink orders, but food orders as well.
A series of nine floors is stacked above, outfitted with rooms and service to accommodate them, culminating in a rooftop vista of the weathered city surrounding the building. While the entire structure isn't entirely invincible, it had been reinforced by Trantor Industries' best technologies after repeated attempts (some successful, and some not so much) to upset Gambit's place of business, presumably as a vendetta against the cajun himself.
A bar spanning the entire left wall carries every alcohol this side of the galaxy has to offer, and some expensive rarities that serve as attractions for the travelers passing through. There are booths and tables scattered throughout the bar and what music might be playing comes from an internal stereo system. The stage and DJ equipment had long been removed as Gambit’s always was considered a bar, not a club. The roof was also reworked to get rid of the unnecessary rafters, opening it up like it was meant to be. Since the bar was beneath the hotel, the rafters weren’t needed and were a little strange looking. Also removed was all of the self-ordering screens since there was plenty of staff to take not just drink orders, but food orders as well.
A series of nine floors is stacked above, outfitted with rooms and service to accommodate them, culminating in a rooftop vista of the weathered city surrounding the building. While the entire structure isn't entirely invincible, it had been reinforced by Trantor Industries' best technologies after repeated attempts (some successful, and some not so much) to upset Gambit's place of business, presumably as a vendetta against the cajun himself.
The Staff
Owner:
Remy LeBeau – Played by SinfulSoul
Managers/Current Owners:
Gabrielle LeBeau – Played by Faithy
Renee LeBeau – Played by Faithy
Assistant Manager:
Harriet – Played by Disdain
Head of Security:
Jegun Lobos – Played by Lobos
Bartenders/Waiters:
Zaria Busto – Played by Moonscar
Norrington – Played by Patcharoo
Drew Callahan – Played by Architect
Zekil – Played by Zenia
Aiya – Played by Patcharoo
Dom – Played by ViceVersus
Note: If a PC bartender isn't available, the bar is assumed to be manned by NPC staff.
Security:
Gambit's Bar is a player operated business, with player controlled security. If you are going to engage in violence, you must allow time for the defending parties (the bar security players) to get online and respond.
As per the Multiverse rules: All actions must allow for the opportunity of the impacted characters to respond.
The impacted characters include the bar security on duty.
Ken Blast! shrugged before sitting down. "Wouldn't be the first time." He said off-handedly. "And you wouldn't need to be 'on guard' if you knew how to fight." He said with an air of assumption in his voice.
Elanna quietly turned her attention back again to the newcomer. She was just within earshot and could hear his eagerness for a fight. Slowly, the woman's slender fingers moved towards the disruptor pistol securely holstered within the polished leather sam browne belt she was wearing.
Her left hand moved to her drink, and she took another sip, her eyes fixated now on Ken Blast! and Gabrielle.
She shifted slightly, her uniform letting her stand out, rank pins, and combat insignia glinted in the bar light, as the woman's lips met her drink.
Her left hand moved to her drink, and she took another sip, her eyes fixated now on Ken Blast! and Gabrielle.
She shifted slightly, her uniform letting her stand out, rank pins, and combat insignia glinted in the bar light, as the woman's lips met her drink.
Ken Blast! started to scan the room with his eyes and unusually reflective sun glasses in an attempt for find any contenders. During this scanning period, he noticed a woman staring him down with one of her hands by her side. He decided to indulge for a bit and have a staring contest of sorts with her. After about three minutes of this, he scooted backwards in his chair. In what seemed like a flash second, he was already pulling out a chair right across from her. "Hey, there! Y'mind if I sit here with ya?" He asked, not really caring about her answer and sat down anyways.
The crosses on his forearms started glistening, one would be right in mistaking them for having a slight glow. "Listen, I'm here for people looking for a fight. Judging by your entire...everything, you're not looking for a fight. So for the safety of yourself, I'd take your hands right off whatever it is you're clinging to. My fighting style isn't just sick and tight, it's also mega gnarly." He said, his words almost seeping with cockiness.
The crosses on his forearms started glistening, one would be right in mistaking them for having a slight glow. "Listen, I'm here for people looking for a fight. Judging by your entire...everything, you're not looking for a fight. So for the safety of yourself, I'd take your hands right off whatever it is you're clinging to. My fighting style isn't just sick and tight, it's also mega gnarly." He said, his words almost seeping with cockiness.
"You know, assuming things makes an ass out of you. I can fight, but unlike my sister and father, I choose not to fight." Gabrielle retorted as she took a seat once again behind the bar counter, leaning a bit on it as her gaze shifted towards the stranger and then the female, noting the uniform and insignia. Aschen... of friggen course. Glaring, unable to help it, the teenager just kept her mouth shut, unable to keep her eyes from rolling when the male took a seat across from the Aschen.
"If you plan on fighting or doing any shooting, please exit the bar or I'll have my bodyguard help you leave." Gabby warned them both, knowing that this dude and the Aschen were definitely a dangerous mixture. "The Aschen have no jurisdiction in this bar, keep that in mind." She added, wanting to make it clear just what was expected out of all patrons.
"If you plan on fighting or doing any shooting, please exit the bar or I'll have my bodyguard help you leave." Gabby warned them both, knowing that this dude and the Aschen were definitely a dangerous mixture. "The Aschen have no jurisdiction in this bar, keep that in mind." She added, wanting to make it clear just what was expected out of all patrons.
"For your safety, you'll leave me in peace." Elanna quipped cooly, and then she cast her gaze over to Gabby.
"I have no intention of starting trouble, but I will protect myself." She said, turning back to the man now sitting across from her.
"There would be severe repercussions for starting something here, and while I have no idea what nonsense you just spouted, you would do well to leave." She warned, her thumb moving to a small switch on the side of her weapon, a distinct and shrill whine began to emanate from the holstered weapon.
"I have no intention of starting trouble, but I will protect myself." She said, turning back to the man now sitting across from her.
"There would be severe repercussions for starting something here, and while I have no idea what nonsense you just spouted, you would do well to leave." She warned, her thumb moving to a small switch on the side of her weapon, a distinct and shrill whine began to emanate from the holstered weapon.
Hearing the whine of her firearm, Ken Blast! let out a deep sigh, before a cocky grin scrawled across his face. "Can't say I didn't warn ya." He said before suddenly sliding under the table, his foot colliding with her shin. While under the table, Ken Blast! kicked the table on its side and shoulder bashed it into the officer. "Man, I do not envy you. You're about to feel the genuine Ken Blast! experience." Ken Blast! said with an air of confidence in his voice. As he said this, a faint light was emanating from his bandaged forearms, causing his crosses to shine even brighter.
As the table was on its side and, for the time being, on the officer, he started to strike it repeatedly, each strike faster and stronger in force than the last. He then winded up his fist to look as if he was going for the finishing blow, before he suddenly walked away. As he was walking away, he turned back to her and slide kicked into the table, causing it to shatter, splintered wood flying everywhere. "This may be a bit off topic, but what even is Aschen? Is that like a space Nazi or something?" Ken Blast! asked, his arrogance shining through.
As the table was on its side and, for the time being, on the officer, he started to strike it repeatedly, each strike faster and stronger in force than the last. He then winded up his fist to look as if he was going for the finishing blow, before he suddenly walked away. As he was walking away, he turned back to her and slide kicked into the table, causing it to shatter, splintered wood flying everywhere. "This may be a bit off topic, but what even is Aschen? Is that like a space Nazi or something?" Ken Blast! asked, his arrogance shining through.