>>28467990Drip, drip.
My mind shoots back to the reality before me. Rain. it's rainin'.
Before me stands a lit neon sign titled "The Place". Must've been thinkin' too hard. Ah well, It got me here and thats what counts.
I shake the rain out of my fur and step forward under the awning, a burly guard stands before the door his eyes fixated on me. Great, n'other fightin' type.
I.
A. Greet him
B. Threaten him
C. Ignore and go through