Name: Stephen Greyson<br/>Location: Omega, Afterlife<br/>Tagging: Veyle, Lorgar, Krogan bouncer, Gavron<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Stephen got a healthy dose of enjoyment out of the meeting with the two bouncers: Especially Lorgar's reaction to the mere sight of Stephen. It wasn't quite enough to settle his uncharacteristic emotion but it was certainly enough to make him chuckle openly. "Don't worry Lorgar: If it comes down to it, I promise I won't break anything too important...Same as last time."He laughed at the less than subtle joke: And felt the Krogan slam a meaty hand against Stephen's Left shoulder. The fact that the Krogan had to recoil his hand in slight amounts of confusion and rub it in self serving pity made him grimace lightly. "I forgot about that one. You never did tell me the story about that arm."<br/><br/>Stephen slowly sighs, the temptation to run his arm was there, but it could be seen as a sign of weakness and showing a weakness in front of a den of Piranha was deadly "And I told you, buy me enough drinks and I'm sure I'd sing you the damn story."<br/><br/>He sighs as he walks past the bouncers into the club, still with arms linked around Veyle. Stephen decided to play it a little cool and moved his arm from linking with hers to wrapping around her waist, pulling her closer to him. "It's easier in this club if your seen with someone. That is unless you want that lovely ass of yours grabbed by every drunk turian in the club."<br/><br/>The Afterlife club was a sight to behold though, and as soon as the pair had made it past the bouncers and into the actual building: They'd be assaulted by a wave of sound and light that was so very unnatural. The music was loud and full of heavy, potent bass and the light was a mixture of darkness and Neon lights that was, to the uninitiated, assaulting to the senses. Stephen seemed unphased by the sudden change, but he wasn't sure how his company would react to it...<br/><br/>He slowly led her through the mostly empty corridor, not yet breaching the secondary door to the bar. He was taking his time a little, partly because he was in no rush, but as much because he also wanted to respect the woman who was his company. "I'm sure you've got questions, so I'd ask them here: People won't be able to eavesdrop here."