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Everything quickly becomes a blur. The alcohol in your system combined with the enthralled expressions on your allies' faces plus the music worming its way through you is beyond intoxicating. You try to ignore how good your body feels like now.
The following hour is only barely perceived by you in snippets.
Lex gets into a fight with one of the more rowdy thugs. The thug breaks his fists on Lex's torso without leaving a dent on Lex himself.
Dasha is way, way too involved with the 'FEVER' going on around her. Her uniform top is off, leaving only her bar to keep herself decent. Your other allies are trying to hold back their laughter (or shame in Alexis' case.) [or jealous in your-]
Ashley is promptly jetted up into the sky by a buzzed Quentin, in part to keep her away from the rioting crowd due to her injuries and in part for the thrill of it. You're just glad she's keeping her jacket on...
Wendy...Wendy is shockingly not doing anything violent. She's just clinging onto you, mumbling about how you're really cool and how she wishes she could find a dude to settle down with. Alas, she says, you have tits and a slit. You hope it's just the FEVER going through her.
You lost track of Alexis after Wendy started blabbering in your ear but you do see her chattering with a bunch of people enthralled by the FEVER. You think one of them handed her a fat stack of cash for some reason?
It all blurs from there. By the time you remember where you are, it's already night time. The band's gone. The bar is gone. The other partygoers are mostly gone except for a few other stragglers seemingly waking up from their own trances like your group. All of your allies are in various states of undress...with the worst instance being Dasha only wearing her underwear.
Not like you're any better. The only thing keeping your decency (besides your bodysuit) the winter pants you have on.
Luckily, Alexis seems to have found her RED ARMY UNIFORM. "We will not speak of this. I have the power to liquidate all of your assets and pump them all into the worst stocks possible." No one is really in a state to disagree.
A firm cough draws your groups attention. A very eccentric man with neon green hair and an outfit that looks like something a TTRPG character would wear is standing before your group. "Impressive! I have not seen movements like that since the Jagged Riots of 2230. I must ask your name, deer lady."
"Wh? Uh, it's, uh. Hrm. Erh."
[UNSTABLE] "What is it to you? What do you WANT?" You can't help but to be suspicious of him.
"Hey, hey, no need to get so testy. I'm here to tell you that M-Corp will remember. Simple as. Your I-Corp Friend told me about you and I had to say, I'm interested."
>+1 M-CORP (HEARTBEAT OF THE SOUL) FAVOR!
"who is he Alexis."
"i geninuely have no idea."
Wendy snaps out of her daze and slurs out; "He's a...regular minim. some low rank but important M-Corp..." She promptly collapses onto the floor. Poor girl.
