[Crossbow]

At 2120, Smiley excuses himself from the woman's presence politely, securing the possibility of a rendezvous later to keep the evening from being a total loss.  Then, securing a refill (alcohol, not synthetic), he moves to the VIP area, token in hand, returning the looks of any attractive women his unusual coloring draws with smile and nod.

[Raiden]

Once inside the club Akio heads towards the bar requests a glass of water and asks about a reservation. Ignoring any looks he receives, he does not care what these people think of him or the way he looks he takes a look around the club.
[spoiler] perception 8 +3 visual enhancement +3 actively looking.
14d6.hits(5)=5[/spoiler]

[HydroRaven]

@J

You make your way through the crowd to the VIP section where a somewhat tall Japanese man in a suit is standing guard. You present the token to him and he stands to the side, letting you through. The moment you cross the border between the dance floor and the VIP area the music gets softer, no doubt to you thanks to some magical help. Your fears materialize when the man stops you with one arm, clearly something not to his liking. He suddenly looks back as listening to someone. A few seconds later, his hand goes down and a soft "Dozo" escapes his lips, letting you through. About 10 meters away stands a lone round black table, large enough to accommodate 8-10 humans. A small lamp rests in the middle ofthe table, its soft light revealing a man sitting opposite the entrance. He motions for you to have a seat accross from him with a simple "please" the only word he says. "We're still waiting for a few people, so if you want another drink don't hesitate to tell the server." Standing at one end of the dark room is a woman in a tuxedo, bowing to you to let you know she is the server the man was referring to.

@Pipebomb

The sheer number of people in this place makes you nervous. You smile at the idea that you hold this many number of lives in your hands, but, after some quick reasoning, decide that your purpose would be better filled if you were to lay low and deliver your payloads some other way. Advancing towards the VIP room, the bouncer moves between you and the entrance. Looking you from head to toe, he shakes his head, clearly saying that you won't be entering the area with your trench coat. As if listening to someone, his eyes close for a fraction of a second longer then they should and the man steps to the side, a simple "Dozo" escaping his lips before he points open-handedly to a lone table at the end of the room where a man is sitting and another standing, both of them talking to each other.

[HydroRaven]

@Yaibei

[spoiler]You look around, spotting 5, no make that 6 people that seem to work security for the club. A handful of cameras (4 by your count) overlook the dance floor, keeping a watchful eye over the patrons. A VIP room stands at the far end of the dance floor, blocked off by one of the bouncers. On the opposite end of the room, a small corridor leads to the washrooms, where a line of women seems to never die off.[/spoiler]

[Necrogigas]

Fischer made his way to the table indicated to him, keeping a hand on the exploder in one pocket and a hand on the grenade in the other pocket. He glanced about, cataloguing his surroundings during his approach. Luckily his eye movements were masked by the sunglasses he wore. Once in front of the table, Fischer nodded to the men present. He spoke in completely fluent japanese, "Konbanwa, shinshi. Watashi wa, kore ga yutakana kankei no hajimaridearu to omoimasu."

[spoiler=Perception]
Intuition 4 + Perception 5 + Hawk Eye 1 + Perceptive 2 + Actively Looking 3 = Pool 15
15d6.hits(5) → [3,6,3,4,3,5,3,4,4,6,1,2,1,5,1] = (4)
[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Translation]
"Good evening, gentlemen. I hope this is the beginning of a prosperous relationship."
((I'm using google translation, and I'm uncertain as to how accurate it is.))
[/spoiler]

[HydroRaven]

@Pipebomb

[spoiler]You look around the room, hands in your pockets, as you slowly make your way to the table. The man sitting down is clearly a human Japanese, in what seems a fancy suit. The man standing up is another human, look vaguely Japanese, in somewhat decent clothes. The one standing is carrying a weapon of some sort, your guess being a blade from the shape of the object.[/spoiler]

[Raiden]

Akio finishes his water gets up and makes his way towards the VIP room, *If there is a meeting, it must be there.

[Lumen]

*Oh my.  This could be quite the hot bed I'm stepping into.  I am certainly not one to question a great dragon but I must excercise the utmost caution.*

Kuren makes his way to the bar and orders a glass of water while carefully examining the crowd for any suspicious activities.

[Spoiler]
Perception 5 + Intuition 5 + Perceptive 1 + Attention Coprocessor 2 + Qualia 1 + Visual enhancement 3 + actively looking 3 = 20d6
20d6.hits(5)=6
[/spoiler]

[Chrona]

"Sumimasen" he offers a faint apology to the guard. Thank god for understanding mages and commlinks.
"Thank you" J Bows firmly and low, acting as if this was a new corporate employer. As the second man enters J returns his greeting on Japanese, then unslings his katana, taking his seat and placing it next to him, propped up.

He decides he should probably take a look around, Joe all ways told him better to be paranoid then dead.

Assensing 4 + Intuition 4 Well dressed man and then Pipebomb. (8d6.hits(5)=1, 8d6.hits(5)=2)
Perception 3 + Intuiton 4 + Vision Enhancement R.3 + Actively Looking 2 The room, then the Well dressed man ad finally to see if Pipebomb is armed (No pun intended) (12d6.hits(5)=6, 12d6.hits(5)=4, 12d6.hits(5)=7)

[HydroRaven]

@ Yaibei

After finishing your water, the barmaid giving you a strange look when you chose not to drink any alcohol, you walk through the dance floor to the VIP room. The bouncer looks at you, takes the token and lets you pass, saying "Dozo" as you walk by. The deafening music instantly dims down the moment you enter the room, a single table in the middle of it. A man in a suit is sitting down and across from him one person is already sitting down, the other sitting. Both look at you, turning their heads over at your arrival. The man standing is rather tall with Caucasian features, the other one more Asian-looking.


@Kuren

[spoiler]Nothing out of the ordinary, 4 cameras giving on the dance floor, 6 security staff dispersed around the room, one of them guarding an entrance. You do notice an Ork (the only one in the club as far as you can tell) going by the said guard. Besides that, an Amerind-looking human is at the bar, chatting to some Japanese bird. The only other gaijin being an Indian-looking girl on the dance floor, dancing amongst a sea of Japanese people.[/spoiler]

[Lumen]

*If my hunch is correct the meeting should be in the guarded room.  I can't think of a better reason for an ork to be in a VIP room in this kind of club.*

Kuren makes his way across the club to the guard standing watch.  He gives a slight bow and addresses the man in Japanese,  "Excuse me sir I am here for a meeting and I believe it in within this room."

[HydroRaven]

@J

[spoiler]You take a good look at the man's aura and see that he is calm and somewhat thirsty. He is not Awakened.

For Pipebomb, you see him being nervous, yet somehow confident and excited. He is not awakened and doesn't seem to be chromed. His aura doesn't look familiar to you.

The room has nothing out of the ordinary, but you now notice a woman wearing a tuxedo standing at the far end of the room. There is a deliberate absence of cameras in the room.

The man sitting doesn't look like he's carrying any weapons, but you do notice his ears being chromed.

As for Pipebomb, he has both his hands in his pockets, obviously fiddling with something. He is carrying something underneath that trench coat of his, but you can't quite make out what it is. Your educated guess, given your location and the purpose of your meeting, would be some kind of weapon, but nothing you imagine matches the bulges in his coat.[/spoiler]

[HydroRaven]

Upon Kuren's arrival, Mr. Tanaka says to everyone, "Please, have a seat. Order any drink you'd like, we're still waiting on a few last participants" and with that he waives at the woman in the tuxedo, who immediately comes forward. "Shochu for me."

@Kuren

The guard bows back to you and takes your token. "Sorry for the inconvenience, please go on ahead" answers the guard in Japanese before moving to the side, opening the way into the room. Once in, you see a fairly large black table with a dim light. A Japanese man is sitting down and across the table is another Asian-looking man sitting down. Standing up is a tall man wearing a trench coat, baseball cap and sunglasses and close to him is the Ork you saw go into the room earlier.

[Necrogigas]

Fischer reluctantly took a seat, the motion was awkward due to the items underneath his coat. He slumped in his seat to obscure any bulges that might betray the location of what lied underneath. He turned to the girl taking drink orders, "Whiskey sour." He turned back and sized up the ork and new arrival.

[spoiler=Perception]
Intuition 4 + Perception 5 + Hawk Eye 1 + Perceptive 2 + Actively Looking 3 = Pool 15

Yaibei: 15d6.hits(5) → [4,4,3,3,4,6,1,3,2,1,3,1,3,2,4] = (1)
Kuren: 15d6.hits(5) → [4,4,1,3,2,2,2,6,1,4,5,2,3,5,4] = (3)
[/spoiler]

[Chrona]

J continues to politely greet the other arrivals and nurse his drink. Syndicate maybe..