The weathered brick building stood imposingly at the end of the small rackety road. The water that had been pouring down for weeks had turned it into a muddy pool. The people tried to avoid the potholes that had been randomly created. It had been years since this road had seen any maintenance. Next to the muddy road were sorry excuses for street lamps - they too hadn't seen their bulbs replaced in years' a few remained alit flickering on and off and offering sparse lighting towards the brick building. On the side of the street was a half-torn down sign, which named the building "Eva Discothèque." Sometimes individuals, other times couples, and more often than not groups of people walked towards the entrance.
The building was aged - the bricks showing all signs of having held up against days and weeks of different weather conditions. Next to the door was an equally weathered sign that said clearly "Rosebourg Citizens and Terrans Only." It was lit up by "better maintained" lamps, which kept the entrance, alit. The Eva Discothèque had maintained the rule for years - maintained by the two bouncers, which glared imposingly on anyone who walked towards the door to get in. A long line had developed out onto the muddy street. A hefty twenty-credit entrance fee was being charged by the bouncers - outside, some handed out free tickets to those who looked "appealing." The steady bass could be heard from within the building - a steady boom boom that reminded everyone why they had come to this rackety building in the first place.
The chaotic scene produced by the line, with people cutting, and others mumbling about how they should have come earlier was interrupted by two men, one being pushed outside by the other. The fist of one of the men rose and smashed against the other's face, immediately taking him down to the mud. The bouncers looked at the two men without blinking an eye as they allowed a couple in. As the fight continued, they kept doing their job. They said no to a few - for some their faces just didn't appeal to the bouncers. Finally, one of the bouncers got tired of the two men fighting, their smashed up faces were now giving out a hefty amount of blood - it mixed with the wet and dirty floor.
One of the bouncers raised his gun and shot the two fighters. His laser gun caused the two fighters' clothes to burn, leaving a hole where the laser gun had struck them. The line didn't move, for some of them it was their first time seeing men shot by a laser gun. The bouncers tapped one of the buttons, and the doors to the Eva opened, allowing huge gusts of music to emanate from within - the music was pumped up to the max. Two workers, with "Security" on the back of their gray clothing came in with two anti-gravity stretchers that would be able to carry the two men towards a security compound within the Eva. The bouncers returned to their work as the two knocked out men were placed on the floating stretchers and then pushed back inside.
The doors closing immediately lowered the decibel level outside. The Eva was well equipped to handle these fisticuffs that were so common inside the discothèque. A few too many drinks and there were three fights happening inside - or even taken outside sometimes. That was why the Eva had its own security compound, with approximately a dozen security officers and a medical team always on stand by. Outside, two black and white hovercrafts with their lights flashing hovered a few meters above the ill-maintained road heading towards the Eva. Written in Dividian, the side of the crafts read "Dividian State Police of the Faithful." They rode past and entered the building through a side access devoted to emergency vehicle access.