Skid Row RP discussion

A nightclub that hosts freestyle rap battles.

*Mint wove in between the legs of patrons. She darted towards the backstage area, her eyes wild. She was late. Her long legs blurred as she ran towards a tall, heavyset black man. Out of breath, Mint grabbed the clipboard he was holding. She quickly signed her name* "I-I'm here. Sorry I'm late." *She gasped* "What's the plan? Opening or competing?" *The man titled his head* "You opening, Rabbit. You gonna do your own song or a cover?" *Mint coughed heavily.* "Cover. I need some water or shit." *He nodded* "There's a fountain over there somewhere." *She took a sip or two and wiped her lips. She smiles, showing her meth mouth.* "Thanks"

Skye Amell sat near the bar, wearing an elegant short black dress that stopped halfway down her thighs. She was covered on both right and left by two large muscled men that were clearly packing weapons. Skye was here to meet a drug trafficker and wanted desperately to expand her enterprise in Skid Row. If this deal went even remotely sideways, she was prepared to poison the trafficker's drink and walk away with her hands clean of the crime. Skye sipped a tequila lightly, her mind trying to clear up.

Jason walked into the club. He had heard of a deal going down tonight between one of the larger drug traffickers and as Skid Row's vigilante of sorts it was his job to keep things good for him and keep the big drug traffickers off the streets.

*Mint looked up at clock and suddenly darted for the club restroom. The man looked over and raised a eyebrow as ducked inside. She splashed cool water on her face and looked up. She was wearing tattered jeans, old Sorell boots and a black shirt that said "Anrgy Blonde" on it. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail. She wiped off the eyeliner she had applied earlier and ran back inside. She looked at the clock again* I'm ready. Ok. You've got a plain for this. It's gonna be okay. Chill out.

Skye took a shot of vodka before letting her hair down, smiling brightly as she stood up from the stool. She walked out towards the dance floor, getting in with the crowd. No one would suspect a beautiful young woman as someone who's looking to make a drug deal.

Jason started to mingle with all the pretty ladies, partially as a cover, but mostly because he like to flirt. Though he had to be careful not to get too distracted or else this whole venture would be a bust.

*The man walked onto the stage. Mint readied herself* "Now, to open our freestyle baffle, we have veteran circuit rapper Rabbit performing the Eminem, Dej Loaf, Danny Brown, Big Sean and Royce da 5"9 song Detroit vs. Everybody....." *Mint walked onto the stage, her head held high. The beat started and she grabbed the mircophone* "Tell if they want it, they can come and get this static. I swear I love my city, I just want a little less static
See me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that static
Detroit vs. Everybody" *She started flawlessy*

Skye jammed out to the girl who was singing, and then started grinding with Jason. She got really into it, bending over and stretching as she did so. Skye new practically for a fact that this man was some kind of cop, and the best way to keep him blind to the deal was to be as close as possible to him.

Jason took particular interest in one girl, though the main reason was because something seemed off about her. As soon as he got a chance, he would pull her away and "interrogate" her

*Mint finished the first verse and wiped some sweat off of her brow. She chewed on the side of her cheek and continued to rap false-confinemently.

Skye danced around having a great time, and bumped into her contact. They exchanged slips of paper and the drug trafficker went for the door. Skye made her way back to the bar.

(I've got a idea. Can Skye be subsequently linked to Mint who has a contact for her meth dealer?)

(I love webs of lies)

Jason spotted the exchange and decided the drug trafficker needed to be taken out first. Jason headed through the crowd towards the drug trafficker

The drug trafficker sends out a text on a phone and then destroys the phone against the asphalt of the road. Then the man swallows the slip of paper.

Skye drinks a tequila, smiling. The plan couldn't have gone any better. (Perhaps?)

*Mint finished her song and was greeted with a round of applause. She grinned as she walked off stage and handed the mircophone back to the man. She wished the two men about to compete luck and walked back into the ground, her head down.*

(What is true? Is it a maybe? Is it a yes? A no? This is the type of roleplay I love.)

(Hey Astra skip me because I went before my turn by accident)

Jason slipped outside and into the shadows, waiting the perfect moment before jumping the drug trafficker. It was a quick takeout.

*Mint set a hand on her hostled gun as she walked out of the club. She knew the night wasn't safe in the least. She always kept three bullets in her gun, in case of a fight. Her bright green eyes bounced around nervously.*

(I'm guessing everyone died.)

((Almost))

Skye went back onto the dance floor, grinding and bumpiny into countless guys. She loved to unwind after douping someone else.

Jason went back into the club after he had left the drug trafficker hanging upside down attached to a street lamp. Signature move. Now to find the girl.

*Mint sighed and decided to head back inside the club. She headed to the bar and grabbed a Blue Ribbon before walking over to watch the battles.*

Skye was dancing around having fun as Jason reentered the bar.

Jason scanned the crowd, soon locating the girl. He casually walked over to her.

*Mint downed the beer and threw it across the room to the trash can. She ordered another one and headed out to a chair.*

"Hey cutie..." Sky said strutting over to Jason. "Can I help you?/

"I believe you can," Jason said smirking

*She pushed and shoved her way to a corner of the club silently and sat down:*

Skye smiled and took one of Jasons hands and placed them on her slender bare thigh. "How?"

Jason raised an eyebrow still smirking. "Feisty? I like that, why don't we talk outside"

*Mint shock her head. She walked over to the bathroom once more.*

"Sure." Skye led him outside to the empty alley.

"Now," Jason said his whole demeanor changing "What business did you have with that drug trafficker?"

*Mint sighed and looked at herself in the mirror once more. Her hands fumbled with her purse and produced a small ziplock bag of crystal meth. She headed into a stall and found both a needle, piece of metal and a lighter. She started to heat the crystal into a pungent brownish liquid.*

"Joey? He was my ex. We traded addresses so i could go pick up stuff from his house."

Jason raised an eyebrow. "uh huh, I totally believe you,"

*Mint looked down as she searched for veins in her arm. She filled the syringe with the liquid and injected it into her arm, waiting to feel the overpowering affect.*

Skye bit her lip, looking up at Jason. "Now wad this some weird excuse to turn me on?" She paused, biting her lip. "Because this tough guy routine is working"

"This isn't a tough guy routine. I'm not a cop either, in case you're wondering," Jason said

*Mint soon stumbled out of the bathroom diamond-eyed and alert.*

"Mhm." Skye rubbed her hand across his muscled chest. "Keep talking."

"Only if you tell me the truth," Jason said

*Mint found herself back at the bar, with her third beer in a hand.*

"I did." Skye pulled out the sheet of paper, it had an adress and the words "Everytjings in a box by the door."

(I gtg)

Jason took the paper. "Thanks sweety, You're saving me a lot of work,"