[Suddenly everything is dark and neon green. It takes his eyes a minute to adjust as he squints around.]
Gratitude. Can't say I've been here much.
[He looks to where Sebastian points and heads toward it. It's some kind of arcade-slash-bar. He goes inside without a second thought, figuring if the vibes are rancid they can just leave.
Inside it's somehow even darker, with just the neon pink and purple outlines of arcade machines and the bar counter. However, it's not loud, as everyone at the machines is wearing a headset, plugged into virtual reality, the sounds of the games only playing through those headsets. They make strange movements, miming fighting or grabbing or kicking or who knows what the fuck that guy is doing. Aside from these gamers the bar is pretty much empty, so Finnick takes a seat at the counter and orders whiskey on the rocks.]
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Gratitude. Can't say I've been here much.
[He looks to where Sebastian points and heads toward it. It's some kind of arcade-slash-bar. He goes inside without a second thought, figuring if the vibes are rancid they can just leave.
Inside it's somehow even darker, with just the neon pink and purple outlines of arcade machines and the bar counter. However, it's not loud, as everyone at the machines is wearing a headset, plugged into virtual reality, the sounds of the games only playing through those headsets. They make strange movements, miming fighting or grabbing or kicking or who knows what the fuck that guy is doing. Aside from these gamers the bar is pretty much empty, so Finnick takes a seat at the counter and orders whiskey on the rocks.]