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Post by Ryan King on Jan 11, 2016 20:48:54 GMT 2
Which one will it be?
One of Ryan’s favorites past times was to go to Neo and just observe the people. He would sit by the bar, drink nearby and just watch people dance, get drunk and have fun. It filled him with a sense of pride, to watch people enjoy themselves, the regulars come and go, new people appear, some never to return, but others become regulars themselves. Neo was his pride and joy after Enigma, and differently from his gang, he could openly appreciate his night club without any fear of being taken into custody for that. Some of the regulars knew him, saw him often enough and even came to talk to him sometimes. But mostly, Ryan talked softly with the bartenders, as they told him of the latest gossips or if there was any suspicious activities happening lately.
That was exactly what he was doing in this particular night, he didn’t have any paperwork or any plans that required his immediate attention, and as such, Ryan took the opportunity to waste time around Neo, watch the people who was around his club, listen for any gossip from the bartender, drink vodka without any worries, though he would try not get too drunk this time, he did have things to do the next day, a hungover would not be welcomed.
Forgoing a glass, as he owned the place and didn’t have to give anyone explanations about his drinking habit, Ryan had a bottle of vodka in his hands, and he occasionally sipped from it while looking around Neo, so far there wasn’t anything suspicious, and he expected to have people come talk to him, chat and make friends and all that, but there shouldn’t be any problems. Police crawling through his business was not an issue lately because of the PD bombing, and other criminals usually behaved while here. A calm night, he expected.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 12, 2016 4:56:28 GMT 2
"...Bruce didn't deserve that...""And you've been insufferable," Lang thought as Kalvin drove the Escalade to the night club. Normally, this wouldn't be too much of a hassle, but Kalvin hadn't been briefed about her stroll at World Business Chicago on his day off...and what Bruce had to deal with it... "Why do you have security when you disregard almost every suggestion given?!"Lang was grinding her teeth at the complaining, but she took it with a shrug, looking out the window to their approaching destination. In all honesty, nobody needed to know the full picture. No one needed to know how each appearance, each contact, and each decision affect her every move. And the weight of all that knowledge did weight on Lang, it wasn't lost on her, but she chose this life long ago. So, she made no buts about keeping her security in the dark. To Kalvin, this was just another nightclub visit, but to Lang, this was a night of the utmost important...and safer for everyone. "You can drop me off in front of the door, Kalvin...""Go figure..."The Escalade stopped at the entrance, but Kalvin started to exit, Lang raised her hand. "Is the other car in position?""......Yes...""Then go home..."Kalvin turned back to face her, the recognition of being a chauffeur covered his face. "No backup?!" Lang leaned forward and just glared at him. "I can protect myself much better than a toddler can..."Lang exited the car and closed the door, the nightclub lights lit up her dress and matching purse. She walked up to the bouncer and flashed a card: A comped pass to enter the club (from an old client). She entered the club and immediately scanned the place. The dancers were dancing, drinkers were drinking... "And there he is," Lang whispered to herself, noticing the vodka bottle in the hands of a bearded man: Ryan King...nightclub owner...and harbor bomber. This was a decent front for the Bianchi's main competition and if it wasn't for the police bombings, this meeting would have already happened...should have already happened... Lang approached the bar with a smile on her face and grabbed a seat at the opposite end of it. This was a business trip and she was going to treat it as such. The bartender noticed and walked up to her. "Whatcha havin'?""Angry Orchard...in a glass..."
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Enigma
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Single Pringle
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Enigma Leader/Club Owner
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Post by Ryan King on Jan 13, 2016 20:25:33 GMT 2
Which one will it be?
There was some drunk people loudly laughing in a corner, and a girl just dumped her drink in some guy’s face. Besides that, it was a fairly uneventful night, and that’s how Ryan wanted it to remain. People went there to have fun and unwind, it was bad for business if trouble came knocking every night. Ryan had this terrible habit of inviting suspicious people to business meeting in his club, since it was his territory and would be easier to control, but if things went wrong, people could start being afraid of showing up, unacceptable.
Movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention, he turned his head to see a very elegant woman approach the bar. She was by herself and shot a brief look towards Ryan, but he had no reason to think there was anything strange about her beyond the fact it was the first time he saw her around. She ordered a drink, and with that, Ryan’s attention was diverted someplace else, as he kept drinking his vodka directly from the bottle.
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