Who: Keaney & Nori When: Saturday Evening, After [Link coming soon] Where: Warehouse #5
Nori stood in the VIP room wearing practically nothing. There were others behind her watching her work. The windows had a few features and right now the panel she stood at was visible to the room below while the others all displayed a security feed of the dance floor where Keaney stood, exposed to the room. Nori had on a pair of red tinted glasses that had a HUD with their text conversation. It allowed her to text him through her ICD. “Now you know better than to touch yourself. So it seems like you’re going to have to find someone who can help.“ As she spoke the text went through and her audience held on with baited breath to see what he would do.