Logan didn't stop Xalo from running. The bouncer which got hit falls backwards onto the ground but the other two reacted quickly and tackle Carter down and hold him on the floor. They pull his arm behind his back and make him feel like they are about to dislocate his arm. The other bouncer takes out a extendable truncheon in case of Carter wants to do any more stupid moves. Logan shakes his head and then looks at James "The only place we make way for you is to your ship in the hangar" The bouncer who holds carter down throws his truncheon towards Logan, who catches it but does not extens it yet "So you prefer the easy way or the 'Get beaten up' way?"
James didn't make a hostile move, he simply finished smoking his weed cig by exhaling one last time and turned his head to check the direction that Flora went. This prompted the bouncer who wasn't holding Carter to stand up feeling secure while checking where James was staring at.
But without a flinch James turned his head and headbutted the bouncer in the face. The man fell backwards with a broken nose and in agony. Certainly not the most honourable way to take down someone.
"Dawg how dare you protect a traitor from the Guard?" He said to Logan while pushing with his finger onto Logan's chest.
"If you harm my boy Carter I will bring the entire Guard onto you!" He waited for a few moments before adding. "So how do you settle scores here? What are you boys good at? Racing?"
Logan quickly extends the truncheon and gives James a good hit into the side of his lower body "That's how we settle scores here. Now get the fuck of my station before I let you be tied down onto the end of my engine exhaust and burn you until you are crispy black" Logan throws the truncheon at the other bouncer who holds his bleeding nose and then leaves the bar
//New Scenario, Fast Forward to after the Finals races and it is after party around this time. can be +1 days inRL after event and will be ok
//you can continue your RP npnp @James Thorn
The Nightclub filled with more guests than usual after the ending of the Race Wars Finals and has become highly active in entertaining the masses that are arriving to enjoy the party. Drinks and other goods are being used like water and in the dance hall the entertainers are walking around with platters of more exotic drinks or are higher above the crowd doing their dancing or other entertainment. The Nightclub takes in a new breath of life and excitement and even the bar is full of laughter, drinking, and activity.
Sunny has not arrived just yet, though the party is already going on with people enjoying their time in the bar, on the dance floor, in booths, or other places around the club.
Carlos sits in the corner with two senoritas at each side a pile of rum bottles in front of him. "Logan! LOGAN!" He waves to Logan. "Hey, where's Sunny, he wanted to talk about a deal."
Carlos turns to the senoritas again having mucho fun.
Lavinia, as always, arrived slightly late to the party. In her terminology, this was being elegantly late. Wearing some simple black shorts, and a green top, she walked into the place where the party was. It's been quite a while since she was at a party like this. Being invited as a VIP guest made it even bigger of a deal. First thing is first, she started to head towards a spot where she could get a drink. Hopefully meeting someone she knows on the way.
After landing and checking their sidearms at the gun lockers, Kandy Singular and her crew of three entered the Black Cheery and made their way to one of the side bars. She saw right away that there was to much competition for her original idea. It was time for plan B.
"Girls....split up and mingle, these guys are not just simple gear head racers. Listen and learn and be discrete about it. We will make more selling them information than competing for crumbs."
They all nodded in agreement and moved of to separate parts of the club. Kandy grabbed a bottle of beer out of the tub full of ice that was on the bar. She grabbed a bar stool sat down and lit a spliff. She reached into her leather trench coat and pulled out her comm unit. She tapped into the stations localNet and reserved and paid for two rooms for three days. Putting her comm unit away, she focused on the party and the people flowing about.
Sunny entered the Nightclub later than originally expected. Due to an extended flight right after the races and unexpected encounters, he felt a little tired and needed a drink. It wouldn't have been so bad if he had some synthetic marijuana pills on him, but he ran out. Sunny didn't feel gloomy though as he was still pretty pumped up from the races that had happened. He was in a good mood and ready to party, drink, and have a good time with all his guests.
After meeting a few people and a brief enjoyable time in the dance hall, he walked into the bar with a glass of whiskey in his hand. He sipped the drink and had a hand in his pocket and he looked around a little.
The club sent Thorn reeling back on the table behind him. With a huge clasp, the table's legs opened up and he was on the floor, with lots of broken glass around him. All the dancing and socializing around the night club stopped as the attendants were more interested in watching from safe distance the ongoing fight.
"Uh.... Uh...." He was so high that it wasn't so painful and a couple of seconds later he stood up. However James was disoriented and he started doing missteps, not able to remain stable. Blood was dripping out from his fingers.
Sunny looks around the bar and notices a group of Hispanic-looking characters at the far corner of the bar, only noticing them becasue of their difference in character personalities. He remembers too a transition he made with a corsair group recently and wonders if this is a connection. Coming closer he recognizes a face and walks up to the table.
"Eeeyy Carlos! Is that you?" He chuckles a little as he greets them.