Adrenaline. Raw, primal aggression. Loud brutal music thunders through Totentanz. Tinnitus is playing their favorite songs; music and violence are going on. Crowd erupted into a dance, headbanging and jumping in rhythm. Chaos and energy. You never know how it would go with Maelstrom. Among the sea of cyberware, Patricia's heavily augmented figure wasn't standing out, her cybernetic limbs were on full display. Red cybereyes scan the room for any signs of trouble, or opportunity. She can almost taste the blood that's been spilled here. Almost.

Patricia makes her way through the mass of sweaty, dirty cyber freaks until she finds a nice vantage point to view the crowd and the band. Now, if someone comes up to distract her...