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"A similar issue," Shuya repeated Luci's words, "Hmph." The answer didn't suffice for the gangster, but it was none of his business either way. Akira briefly observed his friend, wondering if he was growing suspicious of their relationship. He usually wasn't one to ask unnecessary questions, but he was also sometimes too intuitive for his own good. While observing Shuya, Akira noticed Luci was drinking, which was somewhat risky. She didn't look the proper drinking age, and they were technically here on business. Than again, the bartender had offered the boy drugs, but that was one of many unspoken privileges being affiliated with the Yakuza provided. Serving alcohol to a minor was probably a daily occurrence in the club. 

Akira felt Marco's hand grasp his shoulder as he leaned in and spoke into his ear, "Takiko is in the managers office, i'm gonna go see whatsup. Keep your phone handy in case I have to text you. Don't leave." With that, their companion walked off and into the crowd. Both Akira and Shuya enjoyed Marco's company, even though he was older and had been with the organization much longer, he usually let the two kids get away with a lot in their younger days. They considered him somewhat of a fun uncle, even though he was quite laid back. 

"Word spreads fast," Shuya remarked as he nudged Akira on the arm and gestured towards Isabella and Helen. The club owner had already caught wind that Yakuza members arrived, the three stuck out more than they initially thought. This was a ritual they were familiar with, or, one Shuya was familiar with at least, he fancied clubs more so Akira was a little surprised when the diva dropped to her knees to kiss his hand. He usually avoided abusing his privileges, but he wasn't sure where Marco had went and the two women didn't really allow the boy to decline their offer because he was already being lead upstairs to the VIP lounge. He turned around to catch Luci's eye, not wanting to leave her behind. 

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The walls were most likely sound proof, because the obnoxious music that was being played at full volume immediately faded away as the door to the lounge was closed, and replaced with a more [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VkHI104kH6w]urban tune.[/url] C-List celebrities, businessmen, bankers and other such kind of wealthy individuals occupied the room. Some sat at the bar, others at tables, and the more lucky ones were escorted into a private room. Isabelle made sure the Yakuza members were granted their own luxurious booth, already decorated with expensive alcoholic beverages. Shuya was quick to make himself comfortable. Immediately he took a seat on the comfortable lounge seats, chugging champagne straight from the bottle. His cyborg body didn't allow him to become drunk, but he could still enjoy the beverage. 

Akira sat beside his friend in silence. He wasn't in the mood for clubbing, not that he ever was, and merely looked around VIP lounge, trying to separate the vermin from the sheep. It was an ironic thought, considering the fact he was sitting amongst them, which only pissed him off. Pulling out his phone he began to scroll through todays news to avoid the negative thoughts. He was hoping to find anything that had anything to do with Operation Freedom or Jackdawl, but nothing popped up. At least not for the public. He pondered calling Sloan. 

[i]"Sloan!"[/i]

Akira recalled the promise he made yesterday. He needed to pay Sloan twenty grand before the day ends, which was going to be a hassle because her whereabouts were unknown at the moment. He turned to Luci who had been sitting beside him, and briefly took a moment to imagine what she was thinking right now. He claimed their trip could be dangerous but somehow they ended up sitting in lounge chairs drinking champagne. Akira avoided bringing up the fact that Sloan pretty much saved her life, if it wasn't for her skills he would have never found her. 

"What are you thinking about?" He asked in a simple tone.