Thread: Getting out 5/13 Club Indigo (Attn: Any)

Reply by Jeremy Castro

A young looking man enters the club with a cocky looking grin on his face. He's dressed in black workout pants, a half zipped blue hoodie that you can see a tanktop undershirt on underneath. He seems recognizable to a few as if he's been there several times before. He mingles his way to the bar, but orders nothing. He just takes a seat and watches the patrons as if looking for something.

Reply by Jess Phillips

Constantino enters through the "heaven" door and is dressed as usual in a very expensive suit, however he doesn't seem to be using the cane he had the other night. After making his way to a corner booth he seems to be fond of he motions for the waiter and orders a meal and a bottle of wine. When the waiter is gone he lights a cigar and sits back with his arms draped across the top of the booth. Occasionally, if perceptive, it seems that he is talking to himself, yet you see no blue tooth.

Reply by William J Little

Dominic quietly gets up and makes is way over to where Constantino is sitting. "Excuse me, Mr. Giovanni." He pauses for a moment. "I hope I'm not interrupting. I just wanted to say something about the other night." Dominic licks his lips. "By no means was I trying to interigate you. I only wanted to provide you with that sketch, in hopes to be of assistance with resolving the problem that was at hand."

Reply by Jess Phillips

Constantino takes a long drag of the cigar and looks up. "Si, Si, I know what you were doing. You were under pressure from your people, most notably Ms. Fitzpatrick. I understand your actions...." Constantino holds up a finger, and turns his head as if listening to something intently. "....Pardon the interruption, please. As i was saying, I understand your motives, I took no offense. If you hadn't shown me that sketch I'm sure Fitzpatrick would have had you strung up. She was very uptight that night....Ah where are my manners? Would you care to sit?"

Reply by William J Little

Dominic slides into the booth. "You see I am still getting used to the way things are done. You could say I'm still a little wet behind the ears." He holds the glass again taking in the scent of the lime as cold fizzy liquid hits his lips.

Reply by Jess Phillips

Constantino nods. "I understand that. But before you go any further I have to warn you that I can't comment on how things are done without giving you a little disclaimer. What I have to say is in no way a political statement from my family. Capisce?" Constantino sits up and leans across the table.

Reply by William J Little

Dominic sits down his cup. "That fine Mr. Giovanni. I'm not much for politics, and as for your family. I know nothing about them or what they do. I'm just trying to get a feel for this society, and find some people I *might* be able to trust." He leans back in the booth. "Frankly, the way I see it. We are just two people having a conversation. Is that copasetic with you?"

Reply by Jess Phillips

"Very well. The one thing you need to know is this. You can't let yourself get caught up in the moment. We don't have the luxury of that anymore. You have all the time in the world so you should never have to make a decision without being able to weigh its consequences. Take the other night as an example. Fitzpatrick forced several people into immediate action, and because of this everyone ended up with different stories, different facts that contradicted each other. Nothing really got done until we actually sat and put the pieces together. And believe me, as one of the people trying to solve the puzzle it was damn difficult trying to round off the other three or four groups that were still working on forced movement from Emma. Now don't get me wrong, she has charisma, and drive, two excellent qualities, but as of now she's still missing the biggest piece of the puzzle. Patience. Once she gets the patience, stuff like that won't happen. But she's young, and as I said before, there is plenty of time."

Reply by Jeremy Castro

Sabre continues his musings with the mortals. Seeming to eat up the attention he gets from the unsuspecting. He can be seen talking to a couple of women and then they escort him to the dance floor where he indulges them in a dance. He only glances rapidly towards the two conversing in the booth across the club, just picking up little details that most wouldn't note.