Part Two - Lex vs Sharkey (Ivory Coast)
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deannawolSecond part of the write up
Lex left Dragon's office, all the time thinking about this upcoming trip. It would be nice to be away form Night City for a while, especially with the Police Department looking for her. Lex cursed herself for being so stupid. It was a newbie mistake, she should have known better.
She looked around the bar. Vogue was chatting away into her phone, some numbers written in front of her. She couldn't believe Vogue was actually trying to find salmon for Dragon. She hadn't been hanging around the big guy long enough to realise that they only type of water that Dragon wanted to see his favorite fish in, had lots of bubbles.
Razz looked very nervous at a table with Crowbar and Shadow. By the looks of it he was pleading with the pair to stay while he returned his plunder. Lex couldn't blame him. He went toe-to-toe with one of the best and survived. Lex was very glad she had Savage make up that knock out drug.
Shifting focus again, she tried to find Sansygh. The first sweep brought up nothing, Lex started to worry. Looking more carefully, she saw a wing flitter, almost shadowed by the ... Orc... in front of her. Lex calmed down.
Behind her, Lex hears Sharkey coming out of Dragon's office. Before he reached her, Lex walked off. She realized that she probably wasn't being fair to him, but she didn't appreciate the way he treated her. It was time to turn the tables on him. Lex walks to the bar. She stood at the bar, surveying tonight’s talent.
Her radar picked up a few potential targets. Keeping track of the rest, she lets her eyes travel up to examine their faces. The first target was a bottle blond hair and eyes too impossibly blue to be anything but shift tacts. Lex dismissed him. 'Applepie makeover, how unfashionably retro', she thought to herself. The second had a handlebar mustache and a sailor hat. 'Too gay icon-ish!' He was as quickly dismissed as the previous candidate. The third was about as tall as Lex. Brown hair, brown eyes, nice ass! She watched where he was looking. His eyes followed the women as they walked past. 'Perfect,' she thought.
A quick look of dismissal at her chosen target, when she knew he was looking and he accepted the challenge. A few put downs of his chat up lines later, and she finally agreed to dance. Looking over her partners shoulder, she sees Sharkey glaring at her. She smiled back at Sharkey and continued dancing all the time watching for Paul White and keeping an eye on Sharkey fuming quietly in the corner.
Lex left Dragon's office, all the time thinking about this upcoming trip. It would be nice to be away form Night City for a while, especially with the Police Department looking for her. Lex cursed herself for being so stupid. It was a newbie mistake, she should have known better.
She looked around the bar. Vogue was chatting away into her phone, some numbers written in front of her. She couldn't believe Vogue was actually trying to find salmon for Dragon. She hadn't been hanging around the big guy long enough to realise that they only type of water that Dragon wanted to see his favorite fish in, had lots of bubbles.
Razz looked very nervous at a table with Crowbar and Shadow. By the looks of it he was pleading with the pair to stay while he returned his plunder. Lex couldn't blame him. He went toe-to-toe with one of the best and survived. Lex was very glad she had Savage make up that knock out drug.
Shifting focus again, she tried to find Sansygh. The first sweep brought up nothing, Lex started to worry. Looking more carefully, she saw a wing flitter, almost shadowed by the ... Orc... in front of her. Lex calmed down.
Behind her, Lex hears Sharkey coming out of Dragon's office. Before he reached her, Lex walked off. She realized that she probably wasn't being fair to him, but she didn't appreciate the way he treated her. It was time to turn the tables on him. Lex walks to the bar. She stood at the bar, surveying tonight’s talent.
Her radar picked up a few potential targets. Keeping track of the rest, she lets her eyes travel up to examine their faces. The first target was a bottle blond hair and eyes too impossibly blue to be anything but shift tacts. Lex dismissed him. 'Applepie makeover, how unfashionably retro', she thought to herself. The second had a handlebar mustache and a sailor hat. 'Too gay icon-ish!' He was as quickly dismissed as the previous candidate. The third was about as tall as Lex. Brown hair, brown eyes, nice ass! She watched where he was looking. His eyes followed the women as they walked past. 'Perfect,' she thought.
A quick look of dismissal at her chosen target, when she knew he was looking and he accepted the challenge. A few put downs of his chat up lines later, and she finally agreed to dance. Looking over her partners shoulder, she sees Sharkey glaring at her. She smiled back at Sharkey and continued dancing all the time watching for Paul White and keeping an eye on Sharkey fuming quietly in the corner.
