Setting
The Haven Nightclub is an opulent nightclub centered in the entertainment district of Caprica City, formerly owned by Aschen businesswoman Sonja Petralia, it was seized by the Aschen Government following her disappearance; sold at auction, the nightclub is now owned and maintained by Tech Con Entertainment Division Inc.
The Haven Nightclub
The Haven is a prominent nightclub formerly owned by Sonja Petralia. It is located within Caprica City, and an appropriate dress code is enforced at the door.
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The sound of boots crunching on the ground came through Gerard's explosion-shocked ears first. He scrambled up, grabbing at the counter and recoiling as his palm was sliced by glass. Keeping low, Gerard slid his gun from where it was and trained it on the newcomer in black.
Gerard licked away a trail of blood coming from his mouth somewhere. For now, he watched the stranger. He seemed to know where he was going, was he looking for something. A quick look around proved Braxton was on the ground still, breathing slow and steady. With a frown, he looked back to the man in black, clearing his throat.
Gerard licked away a trail of blood coming from his mouth somewhere. For now, he watched the stranger. He seemed to know where he was going, was he looking for something. A quick look around proved Braxton was on the ground still, breathing slow and steady. With a frown, he looked back to the man in black, clearing his throat.
The doors to the Nightclub were thrown open and four individuals in full black combat gear stormed into the Nightclub. Their helmets concealed their faces, but the insignia on their helmets made it all too clear who they were. The insignia was a circle of yellow, and centered in circle was a bold green triangle with the white letters 'CD' in the center of the triangle.
"Civil Defense everyone to the basement now!" They ordered while they threw tables and chairs into the doors and windows.
"Stay away from the doors and the windows! Move move move!"
"Civil Defense everyone to the basement now!" They ordered while they threw tables and chairs into the doors and windows.
"Stay away from the doors and the windows! Move move move!"
The Sith turned his head at the sudden shuffling on the other side of the room and instinctively reached for the short cylindrical object at his belt. His cybernetic eyes narrowed on the Aschen at his feet. Minor injuries. In shock. Alive. Afraid.
Yes. Afraid.
Lord Barlek could feel the man's terror from being exposed to the horrors of war. From the earth-wrenching thunder of orbital weaponry to the ionized air of a blaster, it took either a heart of ice or a decade of experience to get used to the carnage.
The man had drawn a weapon, and the Sith merely smirked beneath his helmet. With a twitch of his forefinger the gun would be ripped from his grip and tossed across the room like a toy.
"I am not here to kill." Xalgan said in his heavily modulated voice. "At least... Not right now."
Yes. Afraid.
Lord Barlek could feel the man's terror from being exposed to the horrors of war. From the earth-wrenching thunder of orbital weaponry to the ionized air of a blaster, it took either a heart of ice or a decade of experience to get used to the carnage.
The man had drawn a weapon, and the Sith merely smirked beneath his helmet. With a twitch of his forefinger the gun would be ripped from his grip and tossed across the room like a toy.
"I am not here to kill." Xalgan said in his heavily modulated voice. "At least... Not right now."
It didn't take long for Civil Defence to arrive. Gerard nearly melted into jelly on the spot from relief, but something in him stayed solid. Perhaps it was his unconcious friend and newly acquired hot lady friend, but he didn't have time to think about that shit. They were telling them to hustle.
"Good t'hear," Gerard remarked to Xalgan, gesturing for him to move with them to the basement. He dropped to Braxton's side, who moaned pitifully. Gerard grimaced, yanking his friend's arm over his shoulder, pulling them both to a stand. He then looked to the girl, she said her name had been Alisia? The had to get to the basement, and fast!
"Quick!"
"Good t'hear," Gerard remarked to Xalgan, gesturing for him to move with them to the basement. He dropped to Braxton's side, who moaned pitifully. Gerard grimaced, yanking his friend's arm over his shoulder, pulling them both to a stand. He then looked to the girl, she said her name had been Alisia? The had to get to the basement, and fast!
"Quick!"
Civil Defense moved quickly to clear the nightclub of people and debris. "Move it!" They called out, ushering everyone out of the club and into the nearest bunker entrance. Though by now much of the lingering chaos had died down, the risk of fires and collapsing buildings were still evident, and so Civil Defense moved to usher everyone to safety.
Gerard and Braxton collapsed in a pile once they cleared through the bunker. Sitting up, Gerard struggled to catch his breath while Braxton lulled into full consciousness. He stared at the ceiling as it blurred in and out of focus. Where were they?
Clinging to a wall Gerard rose. He pushed off and began searching through the small crowd for the girl. Over on the floor Braxton's memory began to return. His heart fluttered. Where was his phone?
Clinging to a wall Gerard rose. He pushed off and began searching through the small crowd for the girl. Over on the floor Braxton's memory began to return. His heart fluttered. Where was his phone?
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The Haven Night club had been destroyed in the Caprica City bombing, and due to the absense of its owner who was still on Terra since the bombing over a year ago, it had yet to be repaired or returned to operation. The entire building was still in disaray, boarded up and closed down due to numerous safety violations and damages to the structural integrity of the building that was damaged in the bombing. There would be no patrons, and in place of strobing lights and music, the floor would be littered with broken glass, shattered lights, and old debris.
There were however numerous other nightclubs all over the city that would be open for business.
There were however numerous other nightclubs all over the city that would be open for business.
The shady figure entered the night club with an emotionless face to sit down and rest from his travels only to realize that the figures around him were all mysterious and different from the ones he had ever met, he sat with caution.
The Haven Night club had been destroyed in the Caprica City bombing, and due to the absense of its owner who was still on Terra since the bombing over a year ago, it had yet to be repaired or returned to operation. The entire building was still in disaray, boarded up and closed down due to numerous safety violations and damages to the structural integrity of the building that was damaged in the bombing. There would be no patrons, and in place of strobing lights and music, the floor would be littered with broken glass, shattered lights, and old debris.
There were however numerous other nightclubs all over the city that would be open for business.
There were however numerous other nightclubs all over the city that would be open for business.
Gerard Lorrette slammed down an empty shot glass and swore under his breath. Last time he was here all hell had broken loose. He had avoided the nightclub for the exact reason someone would avoid eating eggs after suffering through the digestion of a rotten one. No sooner did the buzz start to hit him in the eyes that the lights clapped on and the TV's sputtered to monotony.
Again? Everyone was being directed to the Cosmodrome, and Gerard knew why. He swore again, slapped down too many credits, and made with the crowds.
Again? Everyone was being directed to the Cosmodrome, and Gerard knew why. He swore again, slapped down too many credits, and made with the crowds.
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