Eye of the Tiger
An individual RP for Iron Tiger
Jonny pulled up to the curb outside of “Glitz”, the night club de Jour this month. It would probably be closed next month. That’s how things often went in Emmy Mours. So far it had been a good night for Jonny. He'd been 'ferrying' party-goers all night, shuffling them from one club, pub or restaurant to another. Friday and Saturday nights in Emmy Mours could often make his whole week in tips and fares.
Jonny had snagged a gig, a good one. Two rich Heights Bimbo party girls were doing it up but were not going home with anyone and needed a driver to bring them back home. If he could pour on the charm, he’d probably get a fat tip from them on top of the large cost of the trip itself.
Yep, there they were in their gaudy, naughty dresses from the photo they uploaded so he’d know them when he saw them. They are talking to a couple of guys outside of Glitz and for a moment Jonny worries that they might cancel and go home with the job-blockers. But he quickly realized that the guys were creeps… and drunk. One of the girls started walking away toward Jonny, having seen the car pull up to the curb half a block down. But one of the men reached out and grabbed her arm and whipped her back toward them.
Two averaged size men and one 6’4”er, and big. It was hard to tell his muscle definition because he and the other two were wearing leather jackets but the larger man stood well, balanced, and Jonny realized he must be an ex-marine (ex because his hair was too long to be currently serving).
"Let go of me!" the girl shouts in a shrill, whinny voice that comes from having rich parents that give her everything she wants... and more. The other girl hits the man with her purse.
"Come on, hawt momma, let's go down to the river and continue the party." The man getting whacked with the purse says as the other two laugh.