(What the hell, let it all happen at once)
:: As the two vampires stand like idiots at the backdoor, they hear cursing and banging in the back for a minute or two. Finally the door flies open, as though kicked. Might use that supernatural speed to hop out of the way ::
"What the hell?? What part of STAFF ONL do you not understand?? Shit, we need to fix his sign..."
:: Durden looks the two visitors over ::
"Oh hey guys. Did uhm, something blow up again?"
:: Durden looks to Tina, holding his arms out wide ::
"What the hell, Tina? We run a professional fucking organization around here. You're supposed to be my screen! Go get a tan!"
:: Durden turns to his guests. Assuming Jake will be quite and respectful, he invites his old buddy in. He stands tall before the new vampire ::
"I'd pat you down, but we could probably both rip the other apart without weapons, so what's the point, right? Come on in. Keep it civil."
:: Durden follows the guest in, should he decide to enter."
"What the hell, Tina? We run a professional fucking organization around here. You're supposed to be my screen! Go get a tan!"
:: Durden turns to his guests. Assuming Jake will be quite and respectful, he invites his old buddy in. He stands tall before the new vampire ::
"I'd pat you down, but we could probably both rip the other apart without weapons, so what's the point, right? Come on in. Keep it civil."
:: Durden follows the guest in, should he decide to enter."
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:: Ben smells the new vampire as he sits across waiting for an audience with Durden. After taking note he turns back around to dance with his new girls for the night. Two trashy girls that are wearing jewlry that does not fit their station gold and dimonds strewn about unwashed bodies, the dinge almost brings the sparkle of the jewlry out more.
"I'm not sure that I have a 'type', Mr. Durden. I find that places like this are often precisely the best places to do certain kinds of business. Besides, you and I could become friends and do business together at some point. Anything could happen. Speaking of which, would you be willing to share with me a little about yourself and your business? As I said, I am new in town, still learning of the powers that be. Any pointers would be most kind."
:: Durden turns to Jake ::
"You believe this guy?"
:: Walking across the room, Durden bangs on the door to the adjacent room. Soon after three large men, dressedin a neo-punk-classical-street style enter and stand beside their clan leader ::
"Look buddy. I don't know you. All I can share with you is a website address for the bar and I'll let ya screw my waitress. Other than that, I'm gonna need a lot more from ya."
"You believe this guy?"
:: Walking across the room, Durden bangs on the door to the adjacent room. Soon after three large men, dressedin a neo-punk-classical-street style enter and stand beside their clan leader ::
"Look buddy. I don't know you. All I can share with you is a website address for the bar and I'll let ya screw my waitress. Other than that, I'm gonna need a lot more from ya."
**Mr French makes a quick fast talk roll to try to defuse the rapidly escalating situation. http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1633593/ and 10 again 1d10=2, this roll would be opposed by composure + empathy or subterfuge, versus 4 successes.**
"I think I have misrepresented myself, I am not here to interrogate you or pump you for information. The word on the street is that you own these streets, as a new player in town I am merely trying to find my place in the grand scheme of things. I do not suggest that you 'need' my help, I merely wish to determine if a profitable business arrangement could be made, or at the least, establish boundaries."[/url]
"I think I have misrepresented myself, I am not here to interrogate you or pump you for information. The word on the street is that you own these streets, as a new player in town I am merely trying to find my place in the grand scheme of things. I do not suggest that you 'need' my help, I merely wish to determine if a profitable business arrangement could be made, or at the least, establish boundaries."[/url]
:: Durden dismisses his goons and sits down on a nearby stool, popping open a mini-fridge and producing two beers. He tosses the new guy one and sighs (Roll to resist persuasion http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1634540/) ::
"Alright buddy. I'm still not sure what you're aimin at, but if you want in, I can start you at the ground floor. If you want an informant, well that'll cost ya. Now if there's a business proposition, I am listenin."
"Alright buddy. I'm still not sure what you're aimin at, but if you want in, I can start you at the ground floor. If you want an informant, well that'll cost ya. Now if there's a business proposition, I am listenin."
"Well, I need a rather large bankroll for some business plans that are coming together. So, to provide the funds that I need, I would like to set up a heist. This may seem beneath Kindred to some, but it's not beneath me. I have the intelligence that I need to pull it off, but I don't have a fence or a money launderer, and as your organization is by and large in charge in these parts, I need the go ahead from you and we should discuss whatever cut you would want, off the top. Further, I may need a couple men and a getaway car. I would rather use trustworthy men than new recruits, and a good car opposed to a rental or a stolen one. Of course, I could have just gone and done the heist and let the chips fall where they may, but our society is civilized, and that would have been rude, would it not?"
