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The Reach
Current Heist #: Pending...
Introduction
The Crossroads wasn't exactly the most pleasant bar, but it certainly wasn't the worst place to find yourself.Current Heist #: Pending...
Introduction
Its exterior was worn from time, but obviously well taken care of. The neon sign still glowed softly, only flickering now and again, and the windows were well washed so you could see the interior, crowded with people. The boards creaked when you stepped on them, but that happened with age. It was likely one of the nicer establishments in the Reach, considering the other bars were either just a touch above 'suspicious' or were visibly disgusting. The upside of them was that they were cheap, but that was about the only pro. The Crossroads, at least, was passable, seeming to have more respect for the comfort of its patrons.
Despite all its comforts, though, it was also the sort of place that attracted many criminal types.
A lot of people- particularly from Empyrea -assumed that the Reach as a whole was full of filth, of the people sort and the regular sort. The truth was, the Reach was like any other place, where people did what they had to do to get by. Not everyone was a criminal, but then again, not everyone had a choice. In Empyrea, people had security. In the Reach, people had trouble getting by pay check to paycheck. So, not everyone was a criminal. It was just that the Crossroads happened to attract quite a few.
It was likely because when discussing jobs, benefactors wanted somewhere comfortable to talk, and the staff tended not to snitch. It was an unspoken rule that people kept their business to themselves and that others kept their noses out of it. If you wanted to keep drinking in peace, it was best to ignore the hushed whispers. These rules were why the establishment did so well. Most of the tables were full with a variety of different patrons. The only one not filled, sitting in the corner of the room and overlooked, was table 4. It appeared that no one had arrived at it yet, and anyone who attempted to take a seat there was quickly shooed away by one of the waiters and waitresses under that excuse that it was reserved.
Other than being watched over by the staff, it was rather unassuming, with its only other peculiarity being the extra chairs placed around it. It appeared that whoever had reserved it hadn't shown their face yet.