Drugs bought, homework done, the heat of the day gives way to the humid tranquility of night. 8pm hits and Carlisle drops you off at the park.
I'll be a block away, comm when you're ready to out."
There is far less foot traffic in the park now that the sun has set but a couple small groups of street punks loiter on the fringes, seeming to pay you no attention as they slot their evening braindance. The rec room is lit from within and through the window you see a thin man standing by a table set with cloth and crystal decanters.
OOC:
mention in your posts what armor you're wearing and what weapons you carry and how they are concealed