10-16-2014, 05:30 PM
(Okay. That works for me ^^)
The black limousine rolled up into the construction site for a new skyscraper. The place was not of no true importance to whoever was arriving as they had another goal in mind. Lightning a cigar casually, the figure tied his slightly lengthy hair back into a band as he opened the door. Black shoes stepped into the muddy ground as the male, simply clad in a stylish suit and shades, gazed off into the surroundings.
"This is the least likely of places I'd expect to find a bride... I hope father didn't hook me with some power hungry vixen..." He would have her offed in the night if that was the case. It was not a method he preferred, but it got certain tasks done. The Brazilian-Italian male made his way to the office doors, opening it as his guards simply followed close to tow.
"Can I help you?" The short gruff figure asked behind his desk.
"Yes...Actually I need some coffee and I think I'm done with this cigar...I was promised something more authentic and it is instead bland..." He flicked the large tobacco towards him, inciting a rage in the boss who was dressed in his yellow helmet and orange vest.
"I don't know who the hell you are, clown, but your business is done!" He shot up from his chair, but the figure in shades was unphased.
"You don't know who it is that helped get your job in this petty business?"
As the short buff man attempted to grab him, he was slammed against the wall by none other than the clean stylish figure himself.
"My father says you have someone of importance working for you. Be so kind as to bring in this Wolfpelt person and make yourself scarce afterwards, or must I force my hand and take out the debt you needed?"
A blade rested against his neck, a small trace of blood trickling off.
"No, boss! Whatever you say!"
Lúcio let him go as he scrambled off in fear, returning for his megaphone before hauling out into the rain. Lúcio took the chair and sat down, allowing his legs to rest on the desk before glancing at his men.
"Ugh...I forgot to ask him for the coffee...would one of you be so kind as to..." He did not get the question out fully as one of the men ran out into the rain. When this "Wolfpelt" person was brought to him, the discussion of her family's debt would be explained. Unknown to Lúcio however, he was unaware the figure was male.
The black limousine rolled up into the construction site for a new skyscraper. The place was not of no true importance to whoever was arriving as they had another goal in mind. Lightning a cigar casually, the figure tied his slightly lengthy hair back into a band as he opened the door. Black shoes stepped into the muddy ground as the male, simply clad in a stylish suit and shades, gazed off into the surroundings.
"This is the least likely of places I'd expect to find a bride... I hope father didn't hook me with some power hungry vixen..." He would have her offed in the night if that was the case. It was not a method he preferred, but it got certain tasks done. The Brazilian-Italian male made his way to the office doors, opening it as his guards simply followed close to tow.
"Can I help you?" The short gruff figure asked behind his desk.
"Yes...Actually I need some coffee and I think I'm done with this cigar...I was promised something more authentic and it is instead bland..." He flicked the large tobacco towards him, inciting a rage in the boss who was dressed in his yellow helmet and orange vest.
"I don't know who the hell you are, clown, but your business is done!" He shot up from his chair, but the figure in shades was unphased.
"You don't know who it is that helped get your job in this petty business?"
As the short buff man attempted to grab him, he was slammed against the wall by none other than the clean stylish figure himself.
"My father says you have someone of importance working for you. Be so kind as to bring in this Wolfpelt person and make yourself scarce afterwards, or must I force my hand and take out the debt you needed?"
A blade rested against his neck, a small trace of blood trickling off.
"No, boss! Whatever you say!"
Lúcio let him go as he scrambled off in fear, returning for his megaphone before hauling out into the rain. Lúcio took the chair and sat down, allowing his legs to rest on the desk before glancing at his men.
"Ugh...I forgot to ask him for the coffee...would one of you be so kind as to..." He did not get the question out fully as one of the men ran out into the rain. When this "Wolfpelt" person was brought to him, the discussion of her family's debt would be explained. Unknown to Lúcio however, he was unaware the figure was male.