[IC] The Hustle

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Eric:

Dust settles on the calm street of Burnwood Ave., the street that Eric's friend Adrian runs a bar on. The neon light glistening off the windows behind him, Eric makes his way to the front door, gripping the handle, and sighing before making his entrance.

Adrian:

As he cleans the countertop of the bar, he hears a ding at the front entrance. At 3 AM, it could only be one person.

"You know we're closed, right Eric?"

Eric: he scoffs sarcastically, and with a false snobby tone, replies with,

"oh my, how rude you are to guests. I shall report you immediately!"

Adrian: He laughs lightly at his friend's little performance. Looking about eric's face, his own then becomes a conserned frown.

"So, rough day?"

Eric: looks at him dead in the eye, and replies with,

"Yeah. Duoble shot of tequila."

Adrian: rolls his eyes, briefly.

"Right away, sir."

[King Tai]

3 AM Trinity Nightclub

The club was just letting out while people were standing outside just talking and some debating on what they should do next. There were a few guys trying to score them a piece of ass for the night while the women were being difficult. There were a few threats going around between two cliques about how each side would merc each other.

Dhorian found himself leaving the club as well when he noticed that the man that was suppose to meet up with him to talk about a deal of some shipments that Dhorian and his little team could score from, never showed up. Upset and annoyed from being stood up, Dhorian was going to have to go back to his crew to let them know of the missed opportunity and to fight the urge to scour the district for this bastard to take him out for screwing him over.

He calmly headed back, walking the streets, heading down Burnwood Ave. before he'd realize someone entering a bar. Hell...he didn't have anything else to do except to head home. He just needed to get a little feel good liquid in his system and he'd head home. Hopefully they were still actually open.

Dhorian walked up to the building and getting to the door, he went to open it to be sure the place was not actually closed. Dhorian never really come on this side of the district but perhaps, he could try some new avenues here to get ahead.

Upon coming in, Dhorian looked around. "Still open for the night?" He asked before coming in all the way.

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3 AM Trinity Nightclub

The club was just letting out while people were standing outside just talking and some debating on what they should do next. There were a few guys trying to score them a piece of ass for the night while the women were being difficult. There were a few threats going around between two cliques about how each side would merc each other.

Dhorian found himself leaving the club as well when he noticed that the man that was suppose to meet up with him to talk about a deal of some shipments that Dhorian and his little team could score from. Upset and annoyed from being stood up, Dhorian was going to have to go back to his crew to let them know of the missed opportunity and to fight the urge to scour the district for this bastard to take him out for screwing him over.

He calmly headed back, walking the streets, heading down Burnwood Ave. before he'd realize someone entering a bar. Hell...he didn't have anything else to do except to head home. He just needed to get a little feel good liquid in his system and he'd head home. Hopefully they were still actually open.

Dhorian walked up to the building and getting to the door, he went to open it to be sure the place was not actually closed. Dhorian never really come on this side of the district but perhaps, he could try some new avenues here to get ahead.

Upon coming in, Dhorian looked around. "Still open for the night?" He asked before coming in all the way.

@King Tai

Eric: upon hearing the man speak, instinctively places his hands down standing up to face him, concealing the blade hidden by his jacket sleeve, turning towards you.

"Technically, no."

Adrian: rolls his eyes at Eric's protective movements, and speaks to the newcomer.

"I can pour you a drink for the right price. Fair warning, my scotch is low, so if thats what your looking for, it'll cost ya 6.50 Creds."

He then looks at Eric, and says,

"Stand down, I can handle things should he try anything."

Eric, still keeping eye contact with the man at the door, speaks,

"Where ya from?"

[King Tai]

The moment the man stood up to face him after he spoke, Dhorian looked the shorter man up and down with an expression that gave a challenging question of 'What the fuck you gonna do?'. Dhorian kept his eyes on this guy that was confronting him wondering if he was going to have to shoot someone tonight. He was already in a bad mood.

Dhorian heard the other man speak, Dhorian, still not taking his eyes off the other, answered back. "More int he mood for cognac if you got it..." He said. "If I wanted to start some shit, I would've came straight in blastin'. Don't worry, boy...I ain't here for that." Giving hint that he was not in the mood for an altercation.

He heard the guy asking where he's from. "I'm not from this part..." He simply said walking pass the guy to take a seat at the bar.

He dug into his inner coat pocket to pull out a cigar and lit it. Was suppose to have a deal here...not...here in this bar but in this part of the district. But now...I'm wanting to look for that fuck that stood me up..."

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Eric:

After seeing that the man wished not to fight, he relaxes a bit, turning back towards Adrian, taking the double shot he ordered ealrier.

" ... just can't be too careful in these parts. Lets just say that my friend here and I, we ain't exactly too friendly with the gangs here. Not used to seeing clean suits on this side of town."

Adrian:
He smirks at the mention of cognac, and instinctively reached for the Henny bottle on the drink shelf. After he sets it on the counter, he looks to you.

"Mixed? On the Rocks?"

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[King Tai]

"You and me both..." Dhorian said. "My crew can't stand gangs either. We don't roll deep like them nor pull that terrorist shit. I like bigger game than that." He said relaxing in his seat.

"There ain't that many clean suits here in general. Especially on the south west side..." Speaking about the area he's originally from. many of the goons were there. "I want to be a successful businessman...so....I try to look the part."

"Rocks...I like my shit straight up...." Dhorian looked around. "So what this is you place of operation for both of you?" he asked.

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@King Tai

Eric: half smirks like the asshole he is, and speaks.

"So you wanna be like the Briggs, huh?"

Adrian: he immediately shoots Eric a look, enough to shut him up.

"This man just wants a drink, not your additude."

Eric: "I'm just teasing."

He looks at Dhorian clearly stressed about something but not letting it bother him much.

"Besides, he doesnt look dumb, can't be a Briggs if you're smart."

Adrian: he rolls his eyes at Eric's comments, then finishes Dhorian's drink, setting it down on the table in front of him.

"That'll be 3 credits, mr...?"

[King Tai]

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Dhorian looked at Eric with a raised eyebrow as if he was saying 'are you fuckin kidding me?'. He wondered what's with this dude?

He looked over when his drink was brought before him. Dhorian pulled out the money. "Ramsey...." He answered giving the barkeep his surname. "Or you can call me Black Jackal...and keep the change..." He told Adrian. Dhorian started on his drink before his curiosity started to play about in his mind.

Without looking at Eric, Dhorian moved the drink from his lips. "Not to be rude...but...can't help but smell the anxiety from you. I'm not the cause of that, am I?" He said to Eric

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Dhorian looked at Eric with a raised eyebrow as if he was saying 'are you fuckin kidding me?'. He wondered what's with this dude?

He looked over when his drink was brought before him. Dhorian pulled out the money. "Ramsey...." He answered giving the barkeep his surname. "Or you can call me Black Jackal...and keep the change..." He told Adrian. Dhorian started on his drink before his curiosity started to play about in his mind.

Without looking at Eric, Dhorian moved the drink from his lips. "Not to be rude...but...can't help but smell the anxiety from you. I'm not the cause of that, am I?" He said to Eric

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Eric turns his attention to the front of the bar, watching the people outside. He speaks with a worn tone,

"In truth, no. Its been a long day, and ive been itchin' for someone to make a wrong move. A close associate of mine passed away 2 days ago. It was my fault..."

Adrian's nature drops to one of worry and concern.

"Eric. You cant blame yourself for Old Dog's death."

Eric hops the counter, and pours three shots of tequila. He then downs them with no chaser.

"Like hell, I can't."

He places the bottle back, and washes the glasses he used.

Adrian frowns at his friends behaviour.

"Oh, and drinking is gonna help?"

Eric furrows his brow in frustration, and speaks with a dull and annoyed tone.

"Shut the fuck up, please..."

[King Tai]

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Listening before finishing his drink, Dhorian looked over. "If you don't mind me askin', how did they die?" He wondered. Dhorian couldn't help but to think about his aunt and family of when they were all killed off thanks to an enemy of theirs. Dhorian remembered that he stole from the enemy and this led to the killing of his people. Something he's blamed on himself for a long while.

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Listening before finishing his drink, Dhorian looked over. "If you don't mind me askin', how did they die?" He wondered. Dhorian couldn't help but to think about his aunt and family of when they were all killed off thanks to an enemy of theirs. Dhorian remembered that he stole from the enemy and this led to the killing of his people. Something he's blamed on himself for a long while.

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Eric, after a long pause, speaks about the subject, carefully.

"Old dog was my adoptive fathers brother. He helped hsow me some things after my adoptive dad died. That was a while ago, as compared to Old Dog's death. He...."

He stops, and looks to Adrian, motioning for another shot.

"... He was dragged out of his home by the Third Street Killas leader, Wildcard. he felt that with me running around, that I'd be a problem, which was right. So, he unintentionally poked the fire. I'd say it's high time for him to burn."

[King Tai]

Dhorian listed to the situation only to look a little surprised at how nearly similar his situation was. So this Old Dog guy was pretty much like his uncle. And it sounded like this was not only sadness and anger but maybe he wanted revenge too.

Dhorian asked for another round getting his money ready again. "I heard about that group. Are they currently looking for you?" He asked.

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Dhorian listed to the situation only to look a little surprised at how nearly similar his situation was. So this Old Dog guy was pretty much like his uncle. And it sounded like this was not only sadness and anger but maybe he wanted revenge too.

Dhorian asked for another round getting his money ready again. "I heard about that group. Are they currently looking for you?" He asked.

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Eric answers in an honest but tired tone.

"Yes. And no. Half assed, rather. They dont really think ill be a Pro-

At that exact moment mid sentence, a brick is thrown through the glass wall pane window.

???: "Operatin' after hours, I see?"

a group of thugs walk in, one of them a little nicer dressed than the others. The man spoke with a rough and pissed off tone.

Eric, seeing this happen out of the corner of his eye, turns back to adrian, and grins at adrian, while speaking to the thugs behind him.

"Sharing a drink with a close friends, whats it to ya?"

???: "you fuckin' punk."

The thug snarles out the words, but before he could lay hands on Eric, Eric withdrew a Glock 18 with and extended clip, placing it under the mans chin.

???: "...shit."

Eric: "shit is right. Thats exactly what you are, throwing that brick through my friends fine establishment, here."

[King Tai]

While hearing out the answer to his question, Dhorian noticed the brick being thrown through the window along with having a few thugs come into the establishment shortly after such a gesture.

Dhorian was calm and cool and really was not bothered by this since this is what he's mostly used to. Dhorian was not going to jump in unless he had to but seeing how Eric was holding his own, Dhorian felt that this was going to end quickly but....then again...Dhorian prepared to get his diamond encrusted colt .45 handgun juuuuust in case things got a little heated more.

Dhorian spoke out while looking at the glass. "Seems you have things here handled....you're good?" he asked if the male needed assistance.