"I Know I'm Somewhere On Planet Manhattan."

[Lythrilux]

Lux Ryder strolled into the bar, with a smile on his face.
"Ah! Good old 'Hattan!" He said with joy, attracting unwanted attention from every able-bodied thug in the bar.
Wait a second, this doesn't look like my usual bar... he thought.
The bar people looked towards Ryder. It's not often you see someone from the Bounty Hunters Guild coming into a tough joint like this one, whether looking for a drink or trouble itself.
Play it cool Play it cool Play it cool Play it cool Play it cool Play it cool Play it cool.
He slowly approached an empty table, being careful not to get his cloak caught on a table and careful not to trip on one of the table legs.
"Er... B-bartender. A drink please..." He spoke in a loud whisper, trying to not attract anymore attention to himself.
The Bartender approached him with a watered down beer, Ryder couldn't tell whether this was some kind of joke of warning. Regardless, he drank the liquid in one go, dissatisfied that he wasn't drunk yet.
He produced a platinum coin from his pocket, holding it his hands for a few moments before flicking it into the air. On the other side of the bar, a few thuggish looking males began to rise from their seats. Their eyes fixated on the coin.

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