It's Film Noir see~

[badluckbabe]

Who: Jinx, Noir and Open to all
What: Film Noir has settled on the city
Where: The Digital Dive Bar
When: Sunday Evening



The world is made up of shades of black, white and grey.

Figuratively speaking, it's difficult at times to see where right and wrong lay as shadows of selfish motives and sinful opportunities present themselves and weaken even the most pure hearted. The shades of grey can lead them astray and turn you about till you can't even recognize yourself in the mirror anymore.

Also literally. As night fell upon the city the very color seemed to drain from the world and the clothing and lingo seemed to change to match.

The Digital Dive Bar was a seedy little joint on the north end of Terminal Tokyo, located in the shadow of the Statue of Liberty and adjacent to the Crest of Desire District.

It was the kind of shady bar where you could go to forget yourself for a few hours. Less reputable Digimon liked to gather here and drink away their problems. Some night this gathering of reprobates and rouges was downright cheery.

Tonight was not one of those nights.

A fog of cigar smoke filled the air above their heads as a crooked poker game was played out hour by hour with the chips gradually changing hands from one Mon to another. A vixen of a Renamon worked the bar flirting her way to tips and smoking from a long elegant cigarette holder. She wore a slinky black number that clung to her curves like so many men and mon would be happy to do behind closed doors.

 

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[myfedorarocks]

He blinks, sizing Jinx up for a moment. "Ain't you a bit young to be in here?" he asked, though he didn't actually care all that much. He shrugged at her question, one hand rubbing at his knuckles.

"Wasn't anything I couldn't take care of," he said, rather cheerfully.

[badluckbabe]

"One could say age is a state of mind." She mused but let the conversation slide away from that particular topic.

"Do you often get alot of "Hands on" work in your chosen career?" She pressed onward. It was always useful to know who did what in case she needed to use them...or sell information on them.

[myfedorarocks]

Had he not been in such a good mood, Flemming would have responded sarcastically that it most certainly wasn't, but as it was, he shrugged off her comment without another word.

"Not really," he admitted, the alcohol in his system making him a bit more chatty about his profession than he usually would be. "This was a special case." Reading between the lines would make it obvious that he meant that he was in the habit of getting other people to do his dirty work for him.

[badluckbabe]

Jinx chuckled "It's nice to have variety in your chosen career." Still guessing at what his true nature was she had to play it close to the vest. This was not the genre for a smokey mystery woman to go rushing into things.

"Keeps things from getting too dull."

[myfedorarocks]

Kokuwamon leaned heavily against the bar as Flemming glanced down for a moment before he looked back at Jinx. "It certainly does," he said, smirking a bit. "What about you? Do you have plenty of variety?"

He couldn't reveal too much about himself, after all. He wasn't top of the totem pole. Too much and he'd endanger more than just him.

[badluckbabe]

"Oh a little of this and that." She purred and ran a finger along the rim of her glass again, gazing into it's contents like they might provide an answer.

"A girl has to have her options after all. Get too set in your ways and life will pass you by."

[myfedorarocks]

He nodded, smirking at bit as he watched her. He had to be careful around her, he figured. Telling her too much could get one of his bosses in trouble. "Of course," he murmured, wondering what was one her mind. "It's always best to keep one eye open."

She seemed to young to be working with the fuzz, but he wasn't about to say too much just in case.

[badluckbabe]

"And has your open eyes seen anything fun tonight? Other then your business earlier?" If he had she figured she'd have to pry it out of him, but so far the conversation wasn't too difficult to bare.

[myfedorarocks]

"This and that," Flemming replied vaguely. He hadn't really seen much else going on besides the standard riffraff throwing loud, raucous parties. "I've been quite busy this evening and I can't say that there's been anything out of the ordinary tonight."

[badluckbabe]

"Then perhaps you haven't kept your eyes as open as you thought." She chuckled politely and drew a cherry from her drink twirling it idly.

"It has been a very strange night indeed." She glanced around the bar. "This is a city with a thousand stories."

[myfedorarocks]

And yet most of those stories were incredibly boring to Flemming. What did he care about people who weren't directly affiliated with him. Still, he couldn't help but perk up, his brows raising curiously. "Oh? Is that so?"

[badluckbabe]

She chuckled not meeting his gaze, "Take a moment to consider your life, this world, and all of those around us. How much of it is familiar and how much of it is new and curious? How close have you inspected the threads of your own reality and where they lead?" She mused with a superior smirk.

"Why you do what you do, why any of us are here to begin with." She gestured to the other patrons in the bar.

"The answers lie within other people."

[myfedorarocks]

Really, Flemming didn't have much interest in other people. He never had. Gravitating towards people had its reasons, but it wasn't reasons that the man was consciously aware of, or reasons where he'd admit his weakness to a child to even if he was aware of them.

"I suppose," he said with a shrug.

[badluckbabe]

Her face fell and she studied him carefully once more. "Bit of a stiff aren't you?" She remarked amusing herself.

[myfedorarocks]

Maybe he was being a bit harsh. He was a father, after all. He leaned back slightly, relaxing. He still wanting going to reveal too much. He couldn't be too careful, but he sighed after a moment, one hand reaching down to pat his partner gently on his shoulder. "I'll admit, I don't often have too much free time."