Chapter 4

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"Now, you remember what we planned right?" Nichole questioned, walking up towards the door.

"Yeah, yeah. I don't know why I have to wear this suit though." Keijo tugged at the bowtie, trying to loosen it up.

"To look the part of course."

"Oh, so you can wear exercise clothes but I have to look like a bouncer?"

Nichole shushed Keijo and knocked on the steel door.

A slot opened and the two were met by a pair of yellow eyes.

"What's the password?" The voice questioned, with a hint of irritation behind their voice.

"The Shadow Within." Nichole answered.

The slot closed, succeeded by the audible click of a door unlocking, signaling her success.

As the door swung open, a towering tiger faunus with eyes matching its fur stepped to the side to let the duo in.

Keijo analyzed the bouncer intently before following Nichole into the club. Admitting to himself that he had never set foot in a place like this before would be an understatement.

It was a little dark, lights were flashing all over the place, and there were a lot of people crowding around each other. How could anyone find normalcy or even amusement in places like these? Just being here made the thief a little claustrophobic, and he wasn't even in the wave of people on the dance floor.

Nichole on the other hand was trying her damnedest not to get carried away. They were here to do a job, not to have fun. Besides, she already had her "fun" yesterday night with that one guy. She wonders if he's here too, but that's a one in a million chance. The White Fang hates humans and rebel faunuses after all.

The club itself seemed like something out of a movie. Nichole wasn't kidding when she said that it was. The only thing that confused Keijo was that some of the faunuses or "White Fang" don't look like they belong here. If anything, they look like a normal civilian that would be seen on the streets or with a family. Not in some hole-in-the-wall in the middle of nowhere. Then again, looks can be deceiving. It's best not to judge their appearance, especially in a place like this.

Nichole and Keijo walked up to a bar and took a seat.

"What can I get you two?" The bartender asked.

"I'll take a Piña Colada and he'll take a Sprite." The red huntress answered, earning a pissed look from Keijo.

"Pina Colada and Sprite coming up!" The bartender repeated.

"Can't afford you getting drunk, no?"

The green boy rolled his eyes and set his sights back to the crowd on the dance floor. Missed the perfect opportunity to taste alcohol for the first time. What a bummer.

Nichole noticed her partner was watching and smiled.

"Why don't you go down there and have some fun?"

"Wait, what?" This grabbed Keijo's attention. "Are you serious? I'm not going down there!"

"You sure? You sure look like you wanna go down there."

"It's not that, it's just..."

"Not your style? I understand, clubbing isn't for everyone. Hell, I had to warm up to it."

"You don't say."

"Here's your Pina Colada and Sprite." The bartender placed the two glasses on the table.

Nichole grabbed her glass and took a small sip while Keijo did the same.

"How's your non alcoholic drink?" The red huntress cooed.

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