>>21304069>>21295371>[Getting into Club Xtacy was incredibly easy.]Not that there wasn't security; of course there was. Checking IDs, looking over potential patrons and doing their damnedest to allow... certain customers through and into the most exclusive club in the city. These were well trained men and women, given explicit orders by the Mistress of the club to only allow those who would become repeat customers through. But all men are weak to the... ideals of beauty in all modern civilizations, and Persephone found it very easy to cause themselves to fit that mould.
`This is what we resort to? Was there no way to draw attention without this degradation?`
**Perhaps next we make our bust even larger. Parade ourselves like cattle.**
> "Please don't say things like that! Somebody will hear us!"It wasn't natural, and it was degrading, and it was a horrible indictment of modern culture.
But it worked.
It was tempting to just wreck the place the moment they walked inside; shatter some glasses, flip some tables, give a few patrons a bloody lip or a bruised... ego. But that was easy, and expected. And if they were to make a statement -- to find themselves a... name, as it was stated, they needed an audience. So once inside, Persephone went straight to the bar, getting as many eyes on them as they could.
The night was just beginning.
