Character: Arma
Location: Nightclub bar
"Will this do until you get a new one?" Sammy said while she gave the gun to Arma.
Arma couldn't believe it. "What the- a gun!? Knewing it rude to turn down gifts, He reluctantly accepted it. "Y-you sure I can have this? Uhm well, thank you, it means a lot getting a gift from you, especially considering we just met. Let's just hope I won't ever have to use it though..."
The Bartender, apparently named Marcy, then arrived, handing out the drinks he ordered. Arma wanted to ask her about work, but she left before he had the chance.
He was just about to take his first sip when Sammy got up and walked to the odd guy at the bar. Arma quickly drank all of it before following Sammy.
"Hello people I've never met before! I'm Twisted & this is my companion Piggy!"
Arma's smile quickly turned awkward upon hearing this. The guy seemed happy, perhaps a bit too much... "Hey there, The name's Arma, nice to meetcha! Listen, I'm sorry 'bout laughing at you, but why were you shaking butt? You want me to play some music so you can dance?"
Arma then remembered he was going to ask Marcy for a job.
"excuse me for sec." he said, before turning to the bartender. "Excuse me miss! You're the owner of this place, right? You see, I'm Arma, I woke up here in the basement. Sammy pretty much explained everything about the the portal. So... uhmmm... She also said I should be asking you for a job..." he said, his eyes fixed on the soundbooth. "Are you in need of a DJ? I'd be more then glad if you could let me work here as one."
Character: Arma
Location: Nightclub bar