>>5157081Alex noticed and shot a thumbs up before nudging Tony to investigate the floor above. You wondered how many floors there were, turning your attention to your own feet you noticed the floor was the same type of tempered glass. Crowds rocked and rolled below you. You swore
She could be amongst them and you'd never notice. Reaching a booth you all climb in, it was small but offered some bastion as the majority of party goers focused on the center. Slipping free from your jacket and sweater before the heat got to you the boys did the same. Playing rock paper scissors. Anthony was burdened with the responsibility of minding your coats. Now you all stood out, dressed almost exactly the same. The berets on your head are the only varying factors. The only one Dimitri had forsaken. Military trousers and slim fitting black undershirts left you looking like an actual gang.
Then the crazy mastermind reappeared, in his hands and struggling the boy carries four boldly coloured bottles. Plopping them down on the table he whipped off his own coat. Leaving the ushanka on his head and casting his beret to the security guard. Pulling out his tablet the device snapped out a wall of light that blinded you as he took a few pictures of each man. You raised your fingers in the peace sign as the brothers made funny faces. Climbing over the table to harass you. Both kissing a cheek in one of the pictures. Keeping your heads almost lips to ear you talked. "To the mad bastards of the Theta and Gamma unit." He toasted. You held the drink in your hand, the others reaching out to clink together.
>Do you drink, Pilot?>Yes or No?>What do you say? Write in. >Hit the Dance floor?>Get some more drinks? >Hang out in the booth?>Explore the club?>Do something else?Write in 