[Sodium_noir] Hell is Other People

[Bill]

[Jack}
> Taking a long drag on his cigarette, Jack looks at
> John with an almost mischievous gleam in his eye.
> 
> “Oh, no...” He slurs. “I’m as human as anyone. Just
> can’t understand why some people take that sort of
> simple shit for granted. Or why they don’t make the
> most of opportunities. Carpe diem.  That seems a
> pretty good rule to live by, don’ cha think?”
> 
> He tucks the cigarette between his lips and fumbles
> with one of the bandages on his hand. “I dunno. You
> seem to be talking about some dark stuff.
> ‘Shattering illusions’?” Jack nods toward the rest
of the room.
> “They’re all enjoying themselves. Seems important
> enough to them at the moment - dressing up and
> scarfing free food and booze. Maybe tomorrow morning
> they’ll all get serious again. Let ‘em have their
> fun for now, I say.”
> 
> Jack sways a bit. “I sure as hell am. Carpe fuckin’
diem.”
> 
> [John]
> 
> John nodded as Jack spoke.  He seemed to be studying
> the man (Perception + Awareness = 5).  "You may have
> a point.  But I wonder if this party is carpe fuckin
> diem to them.  They might be taking it as seriously
> as the problems they'll face tomorrow."

[Jack]
Cigarette dangling from his lips, Jack eyes the man
with as much solemnity as he can muster.

"Why worry about it?  What if there are more serious
discussions taking place? Or deals being made? There's
a couple of 'em over there in the corner who are most
definitely making some serious fucking plans."

Off to one corner of the ballroom, was a tuxedoed man
whispering sweet nothings into the ear of a very
receptive and elaborately decorated woman, while both
inched their way to the nearest exit.

"Yep." Jack smirks. "Very serious indeed." He suddenly
wondered where Christine was.

[John]

John didn't frown.  He was having a little trouble staying in character tonight, something that was unusual for him.  Footprints.  A lot of footprints.  Something had come to Gotham.

He looked around at all the people.  "A couple of deals are the exception, not the norm.  People in Gotham are convinced that our fellow party goers are their leaders in one way or another.  If something bad were to happen, would you trust these people to see the city throug it?"

He glanced at his cigar, and crushed what little was left on an ashtray nearby.  He notices Jack looking around.  "Did you want to go and find your lady friend?"

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