Apologies, family decided I was the chef tonight.
>>5832467>>5832474<span class="mu-b">Success.</span>
He ditched you! What a dick! You weren't (trying to be) some overbearing drag on him, you just asked to see what there was to do. And Lalli gives you the slip.
Finishing the drink you had, you politely ask the bartender an innocent question. “Do you have any idea where my friend went? He kind of just up and left.”
The busy man behind the counter answers quickly between risning glasses. “His business is his business.”
“His business is my business because he's my coworker. I don't know where he went, and I want to make sure he's alright. Just odd that he walked off.”
His guard was lowered on hearing that. “Oh. Well, Lalli usually comes here in between places. Our kitchen is open late, so he usually swings by to eat and sober up before going back out. He takes good care of himself, miss. He can handle his drinks. Won't be passed out in an alley anywhere.”
Now hold on a second. “Pardon me. <span class="mu-i">Usually?</span>” The bartender doesn't answer.
Well. That's... enlightening. Using more than just your wits, but also your memory, you figure your best chance at trying to catch him is at this place the Red Dogs mentioned. Some placed called Void? Well, paying for your tab and heading on out, surely it's not too hard to find-
Aaand there's a long-ass line.
Checking the line shows he's not on it, and in the time it took for you to check all the faces there it hadn't moved an inch. The bouncer passes you a stern glare – though you are out of uniform, your being confused and not-Finnish tells him all he needs to be suspicious of you. It is easy to imagine that you have zero authority over this man to cut in line and look for your friend. You leer in through the door, trying to see if you can spot him, but you notice a sign.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-b">CAT-2 ID REQUIRED FOR ENTRY.</span></span>
Category two identification. You...
You are not allowed to enter until you reach your L2 Stormworks position.
Welp. Haha, hah. That's fine, that's fine! Just another incentive to do more than just eat food and take up space, right? Right. The awful sinking feeling in your heart is something that you can- that you're <span class="mu-i">trying</span> to fix. You just need to, uh. Do better. Right now? You're an unpolished stone... and need some, uh... shine, to have people see that sparkling gem you really... are...
…
You imagine there's another way in.
>Try and sneak in. It's possible, but you'd fare just as well as any other drunk. [Very hard Savvy check]>Go back to Brickstone Lehto, drink, go home, and cry into your pillow a little bit. 