[Chrona]

"Pretend you arn't with me or can hear me... Gotcha.."

He gave a weary look and sigh, that last scan left him with a fair headache. He went looking for a barstool.

[Boer_Kommando]

Mata Tabi dialed up the tint on his glasses. He knew he would never pass as AmerInd on close inspection, but a brief glance he might, a brief and beer blurry glimpse anyways. Mata Tabi makes his way to the bar and the old hag running when he sees the sign, a sigh escapes instead of the Frag me! that might have escaped from his lips. Mata bellies up to the bar where he finds space and plays nice, trying to blend in as much as possible. The thought of a General Custard....Custard? Custand....Mata Tabi's knowledge of American history was non-existent, save for the late night docu-dramas, but while the name was escaping him the sentiment didnt. They were outnumbered by AmerInds. Mata waited till the woman acknowledged him.

[JDA]

" all these dead ends are getting old"
Wilco pops open a beer and downs it. Takes the empty can and smashes it on his forehead." chummers it about time to do this the ol fashion way" Wilco them starts to pop his knuckles. " I say to he'll with surprise, let's go to deadpan and have a nice friendly chat with that contact of theirs"

[Sentinemodo]

Mata Tabi dialed up the tint on his glasses. He knew he would never pass as AmerInd on close inspection, but a brief glance he might, a brief and beer blurry glimpse anyways. Mata Tabi makes his way to the bar and the old hag running when he sees the sign, a sigh escapes instead of the Frag me! that might have escaped from his lips. Mata bellies up to the bar where he finds space and plays nice, trying to blend in as much as possible. The thought of a General Custard....Custard? Custand....Mata Tabi's knowledge of American history was non-existent, save for the late night docu-dramas, but while the name was escaping him the sentiment didnt. They were outnumbered by AmerInds. Mata waited till the woman acknowledged him.

You hear a sound similar to 'What?'. (it is in Lakota, but the meaning is obvious, as well as the woman discontent at your presence).

Etiquette hints: Do not smoke. Do not insult honor or heritage. In case of bar fight do not draw lethal weapons.

[Sentinemodo]

Stryker sits down somewhere safe, with his back covered, and Eight-Stone nearby, and starts to scour the astral signatures of female club-goers. He also sets his Watchers to seek their targets in the club, but without disturbing any Awakened beings, or magical security.

There are several females, none of them by visual looks like any of the women on footage, although you're not that much familiar with Sioux faces, so they look fairly similar. You have no astral signatures though to receignize them by astral.

Most of the Wildcats warriors here are awakened. You see several mana active items on auras of some bodies as well as several watchers. Your own watchers immediately return with information that several Eternal Ones are roaming. Some are blocking way to rooms on the back. There are also some mana barriers erected there.

If you wish to have detailed report, they can scan it for you, but this may raise an alarm if there are any cloaked spells.

[Sentinemodo]

" all these dead ends are getting old"
Wilco pops open a beer and downs it. Takes the empty can and smashes it on his forehead." chummers it about time to do this the ol fashion way" Wilco them starts to pop his knuckles. " I say to he'll with surprise, let's go to deadpan and have a nice friendly chat with that contact of theirs"

Please make a Body + Body (2) test.

[Kot]

Stryker left his seat, and walked towards the most Awakened-heavy and friendly looking part of the crowd. His approach wasn't really subtle. "Hi. I'm Stryker." Was all he could come up with...

[Sentinemodo]

Stryker left his seat, and walked towards the most Awakened-heavy and friendly looking part of the crowd. His approach wasn't really subtle. "Hi. I'm Stryker." Was all he could come up with...

Hi ... some awkward seconds later spent on presentations you hit familiar grounds ... why are your watchers shaped as wolves? They are different then mine. Switching to astral you see that by his legs lay a wolf-like spirit. Though he looks more like natural one.

You are also given a glass of water, that is astrally active. You see that out of four men and two woman in the group, both females and two males drinks it. The remaining two are drinking whisky. The water is milklike fuzzy in visual but transparent in astral.

[Kot]

Stryker sniffs the liquid cautiously. "You know, i could be smart and assense that stuff, but I think I'd rather ask away. What is this?" He smiles lightly to his new found companions. "I can't really drink anything that hits harder than ginger ale. I went through some tricky conditioning, and the only time I've tried drinking sent me to a hospital for a week..."

[Sentinemodo]

"Pretend you arn't with me or can hear me... Gotcha.."

He gave a weary look and sigh, that last scan left him with a fair headache. He went looking for a barstool.

a nicely looking indian squaw in very decent clothes arrived in AR presenting you the drinks menu, highlighting bourbon (real one) 10 yen per shot and a bucket of grilled krills for 2 yens. There is also a soya beer, synth whisky, (2 yen per shot/glass) and several mixes to choose from.

[Sentinemodo]

Stryker sniffs the liquid cautiously. "You know, i could be smart and assense that stuff, but I think I'd rather ask away. What is this?" He smiles lightly to his new found companions. "I can't really drink anything that hits harder than ginger ale. I went through some tricky conditioning, and the only time I've tried drinking sent me to a hospital for a week..."

That's just water, it's take from the Devils Lake near Minnewaukan. There is a large water wyrm living there. Somehow the water had been spirited. It's givin a spiritus a quite new meaning. Don't worry effect aren't lasting long.

you drink or leave them.

[Kot]

"Uh... Okay. I think..." Stryker takes a long breath, trying to mask the fact that he's actually Assensing the drink, mostly because he's awfully curious about it's magical resonance, and then takes a careful and distinguished sip.

Intuition(5)+Assensing(2) (7d6.hits(5)=2)

[Sentinemodo]

single sip is enough. You die.... just kidding.

The taste is a little carbonate, like in a sparkling water, that run out of gas, a little salty and a little spicy.
The effect is interesting though, in addition to general euforic similar to the glass of champagne your eyes got a little milky blur.
You got +1 to all astral perceptions and -1 to all visual perception rolls.

an assensing tells you that there is a little bit of essence but since this is not a living object it must have been spelled upon it in a similar way to foci. How o make a lake size object a foci is beyond you.

[Boer_Kommando]

Mata thought better of smiling, it didnt seem the way, so he kept his face stoney and regarding her bluntness he thought better of talking around the point. "Not sure if this is the place to discuss this, but I need to find some cats." Mata left it vague enough to be dismissed by the casual listener, it was meant for the old woman. "Black ones, specifically."

[Sentinemodo]

Mata thought better of smiling, it didnt seem the way, so he kept his face stoney and regarding her bluntness he thought better of talking around the point. "Not sure if this is the place to discuss this, but I need to find some cats." Mata left it vague enough to be dismissed by the casual listener, it was meant for the old woman. "Black ones, specifically."

They're busy. Come back next week.. Forcing her to speak in language other than Lakota, chunked another piece of her 'nice attitude reserves'. You seem to attract that kind of behaviour lately.

all charisma based rolls are at -2 and no first impression bonus (she's biased, sorry).