[ Navigating his way through the crush of party-goers is an adventure, to put it mildly. Still dressed in his biking leathers, he couldn't stand out more if he tried, but it covers most of his skin and that more than makes up for the discomfort.
Finding a gaggle of people dressed in white scrubs amidst a sea of half-naked party-goers shouldn't be this difficult ㅡ but the riverbank is a rainbow of writhing bodies, music and the scent of cooking food curling heavily on the air. Overwhelming.
He scans the crowd and, there ㅡ
Closing the distance quickly, he sets a hand on Hux's arm, ] Don't.
[ He understands the impulse. Stars does he understand. But this is neither the time nor the place. ]
arrival
Finding a gaggle of people dressed in white scrubs amidst a sea of half-naked party-goers shouldn't be this difficult ㅡ but the riverbank is a rainbow of writhing bodies, music and the scent of cooking food curling heavily on the air. Overwhelming.
He scans the crowd and, there ㅡ
Closing the distance quickly, he sets a hand on Hux's arm, ] Don't.
[ He understands the impulse. Stars does he understand. But this is neither the time nor the place. ]
We need to leave. Now.