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Post by cassiroll on Oct 27, 2016 12:19:42 GMT -6
Vernon's brow furrowed as he looked around the room, trying to place the name to the face of the person he'd be rooming with. Which one of these blokes is Reina...? After the question lingered in his mind for several seconds, he let out a sigh and stood up from his chair, finishing off the last of his flask. "Is that it then? Anything else we need to know before we 'ead off to the hotel?" He asked the siblings in question. "I got a job I need to finish before the body stinks up the place." He eyed Aleece as he walked towards the refreshment table and began filling his flask again. "Oh please," Aleece rolled her eyes, her attention momentarily taken away from trying to find her roommate. "I'm sorry that not all of us are available to drop our work at the slightest beck and call. I've been working on this man for awhile and he was going to be going on business for a month and I just could not stand any more time with him. I would have poisoned him slowly for him to die at home but he irked me damn good." She ran her fingers nervously through her hair, the need to defend her actions clearly important to her. "I'm not sloppy. No one will notice him till morning. No one saw my face or has my name." She went back to biting her nail, worry clear on her face. |
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Post by titee on Oct 27, 2016 20:48:23 GMT -6
Vasuki listened in on the conversation between the gravedigger and Aleece, tapping his finger to his jawline before returning to his notes. He took one last glance up towards the pair before scribbling a note, most likely on the interaction between the two, down and then placing everything in order once again. As it should be. "Yes, of course. There will be time for you to get acquainted to your new team at the hotel. And... as you all seem to be getting rather antsy I see no reason in keeping you here. Manasa, If you will." Manasa rose from her seat, eyes averted from her brother's gaze. She nervously bit her thumb nail before daring to look towards her brother, still having not forgiven him. She glared a few daggers into the back of his head. With a sigh as she faced her father's nominees. "We've prepared transportation for you. It's nothing lavish- a limo would stand out far too much." Manasa lead the group to the Estate's back entrance. It was just as lush a garden as the front- if not more. It's status as a snake's paradise was clear for all to see, with a number of the family's pets roaming the perimeter. "...Two of you know how to drive, right?" She asked, approaching three Buicks parked behind the building. She slid behind the driver's seat of one before allocating the keys to the two designated drivers. When the group finally settled into the three cars Manasa lead the procession to her father's nearby hotel. To her surprise, her brother had already made it there before them and upon entering the hotel's lobby she found him conversing with the staff. "Your rooms are all set. We don't have anything for you at the moment, but as soon as any work turns up we'll certainly put you to work fast. It'd be in your best interest to stay available. I can track people down but it's a hassle," Vasuki addressed the group, droning his last statement in particular. While keeping track of people was a talent of his- his father's penchant for relying on it got tedious. ObjectiveSpend the night with your peers. Surely nothing bad with happen tomorrow morning.
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Oct 27, 2016 21:20:25 GMT -6
As the man finished filling up his flask and storing back within the confines of his jacket pocket, he smirked at the clearly perturbed woman. Before he could respond, however, the leader of this little meeting spoke up once again, directing his sister to lead the group out of the house and into several designated vehicles to take them to the hotel of choice. Not that Vernon was particularly keen on spending any more time than he had to with these people.
All I'd hear about is how filthy I am anyways...
Instead, he snuck away back through the front entrance and in the direction he'd been given by Aleece. As much as he didn't want to piss the boss' kids off, the chance of the body being discovered, however likely it was, was too big of a risk to take. And this little side job might work in his favor. As he trotted along down the street, passerby's clearly disgusted by the man's lack of cleanliness, he counted the money in the wallet once more, smiling at the sight.
"This'll buy somethin' reeeeal nice~!" He chimed before placing the wallet back into his pocket as he arrived at his destination. He looked the building up and down and noticed one of the workers trudging down the alley with a garbage bin in hand. "Welp, time to get to work.." Vernon quickly followed after the man...
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Post by zenguardian on Oct 28, 2016 14:10:32 GMT -6
"Your rooms are all set. We don't have anything for you at the moment, but as soon as any work turns up we'll certainly put you to work fast. It'd be in your best interest to stay available. I can track people down but it's a hassle," Vasuki addressed the group, droning his last statement in particular. The buzz and din of the hotel filled Sybil's ears. The chittering and chattering of aristocrats and plebeians, the mechanical sounds of slot machines, and the sharp ding of wine glasses that reverberated throughout the lobby of the establishment underscored the fact that the place where they would be staying for the night was a luxury. Sibyl enjoyed the atmosphere, and he would love to converse with many of the patrons, but he had to admit that he missed his small apartment in the city. Even though he could afford to live more lavishly, he preferred minimalism over the sparkle and shine of material things. Sibyl turned around, looking for Asutane to confirm their arrangement, and tilted his head curiously as he caught a tiny glimpse of the gravedigger retreated back through the entrance. He was inclined to instigate the matter, but decided against it. It appeared as though the man preferred to sleep in... weathered conditions. His visage certainly seemed to suggest it. "Ah, Asutane. We are staying in room 505, yes? How about we go get settled in... I believe the elevators are this way." Sibyl started making his way through a small crowd of people towards the elevators, beckoning for Asutane to follow so that she wouldn't get lost amongst the hotel's visitors. On his way to the elevators, he stopped by Vasuki. "Would it be presumptuous to assume that all expenses are taken care of, courtesy of Don Takshaka de la Jaratkaru?" ChibiGissy titee |
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Post by Allie on Oct 28, 2016 20:32:36 GMT -6
The filthy janitor? Reina's eyes rolled as she realized just how horrible the smell would be: especially with him always dealing with bodies and never washing. The idea of the place being a bar was thrilling, however. The amount of expensive wines and liquor that would line the shelves was enough to make her mouth water, and that was her only motivation at this moment. "Well, if any o' ya wanna follow me to the bar, be ma guest. I'm outta here." The woman drawled as she took the last puff of her cigarette, the roll burning out of any usability. She flicked the burnt remains to the nearest trash can and set off, puffing her complimentary cigar as she waltzed out of the room. The rich tobacco taste really made this entire experience so much better. |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Oct 29, 2016 23:33:06 GMT -6
After knocking the poor employee out cold with the butt of his gun and stealing his uniform, Vernon waltzed into the building, making a B-Line to the nearest restroom to quickly wash his face of any dirt and grime that could give away the fact that he didn't belong there. Once his face was clear of any residue, he quickly walked up the stairway to the designated room without drawing too much suspicion to himself. He figured he'd need to unlock the door himself, assuming Aleece was competent. But to his surprise, the handle turned with ease. The man looked up and down the hall of the hotel floor suspiciously before sneaking inside.
But to an even greater degree of surprise, the room was empty...
The man Aleece had spoken of had seemingly vanished. There was no body to be found, no matter where Vernon searched. Perhaps Aleece had failed to kill him and he simply woke up? He hadn't pressed on the means of which she conducted her 'business' and silently cursed himself for not asking. He let out an annoyed sigh and began making his way back to the door until he noticed the man's suitcase still in the room.
"Well.... as long as I'm here...."
Vernon arrived at the hotel he SHOULD have gone too in the first place, now sporting a new suit thanks to the late client of Ms. Aleece. He pushed the doors open and noticed he wasn't all that late, and that the crew seemed to have only just arrived. Well, since I didn't have to hide nothin', guess I didn't waste much time... He pulled his flask from his coat pocket and peered around the lobby.
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