Inner Rings of Megacity III... Sector II
The dim, neon lights of the bar reflected off the sleek metallic walls, casting a blue and purple hue over the people seated around the circular table.
The sounds of hovering service drones buzzed in the background as they delivered drinks to tables scattered across the lounge. The city outside came to life, the glow of hover cars and towering skyscrapers blending into a blur of colors through the expansive windows.
At one particular table, three middle-aged men sat laughing; each of them wore nice suits, but one could tell they weren't from these parts by how they acted.
Their drinks fizzed in their glass-like containers. Elric, a brown-haired, green-eyed man, leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his roughed-up hair as he smirked at the ongoing chat.
"I'm telling you," Elric said, swirling his drink with a flick of his wrist.
