Red vs blue (Female OC) season 14

Club

Empty space.

Vic (off-screen): Very serious question, dude: if you could go back in time, would you kill Hitler? Right now you're thinking 'well duh, absolutely! That guy was kind of a dick, dude'. But what if you met him when he was just a kid? When all he wanted to do was go to art school and paint pictures of dogs? You think you could still do it? Murder him in cold blood? Next to the oil paintings and the schnauzers? Point I'm trying to make is: not everyone starts off evil, dude. People change over time. Sometimes for better. And sometimes, well...

"Club" title credit appears.

Lozano arrives at the nightclub "Amnesia" in a limo, flanked by several suited bodyguards. He exits the limo with a yawn and a strech. He greets the bouncer. A woman in line wearing an orange dress catches his eye, and he enters the club with her. Inside the club, patrons are drinking and dancing.

Lozano passes the bar, counter, where a broad-shouldered man on a stool notices him. Said man flags down the bartender, who is visibly struggling to hear him over the noise.

The bartender walks over to a couple on a couch, interrupting a thin man in a three-piece suit. She hands him what appears to be a letter, gesturing to an empty stool where the broad-shouldered man once sat. The thin man angrily downs the remainder of his drink and stalks off.

The two men make their way through the crowd. A flash of light reveals their ties to be orange and green - the colors of Felix and Locus. They enter a bathroom and Locus blocks the door.

Felix: I hate you.

Locus: He's here.

Felix: Blonde, bisexual, bridesmaid.

Locus: He has an escort. Four of his father's men and a civilian woman. Plus whoever's with him upstairs.

Felix: That is the unicorn of club girls.

Locus begins dabbing his face with a cloth in front of the bathroom mirror.

Locus: Comms are useless; music's too loud.

Felix: Y'know, I talk, and I talk, and I just don't feel like you listen.

Felix tosses his comm earpiece into the toilet.

Locus: That's because you never stop-

Loud bagging at the bathroom door.

Clubgoer (offscreen): Hey, dude, hurry up in there.

Felix: Good advice.

Felix stands on a toilet seat and extracts a case from the ceiling. Locus continues wiping his face, revealing a prominent x-shape scar that had been previously covered up by makeup.

Felix: In and out, no one knows. Easy. This noise will cover anything.

Locus: That's not an excuse.

Felix: I'll be on my best behavior.

Felix opens up the case, revealing several firearms and accessories inside. He tosses a shotgun to Locus.

Locus: That's what worries me.

Pounding on the door continues.

Clubgoer (offscreen): Dude, come on.

Felix is fixing an orange bandana around his face, then puts on like-colored shades.

Felix: Sam. You ready?

Locus: Stick to codenames.

Locus puts on green-tinted glasses.

The clubgoer manages to force the bathroom door open.