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Australia welcomes you....
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Anxiety levels way too high at the moment.
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Well fuck.... Laptop has wiped itself clean. Hopefully I can somehow get my photo's and documents back..
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Well fuck.... Laptop has wiped itself clean. Hopefully I can somehow get my photo's and documents back..

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Just edited and added a little more to my last post. Hope you guys don't mind.
Apologies for the crappy post, a few 13hr work days doesn't leave much time to write, I have more to add but I just wanted to get something up.

Here is Aus we just apply for our licences- my husband and I live on property so have licence for hunting and vermin control. Of course we had to say why we needed firearms etc, get all the background checks done and do a small training course/ test before we could purchase.
Dusk's attention was back on the barman until she barely heard the stuttering voice beside her. She turned towards him leaning closer to understand him. Despite the dark haired man being seated he was still a head or so taller than her standing and clearly nervous as he stuttered and scribbled onto a loose napkin. Dusk glanced between the man and the napkin with a confused look.
"Wait....wha?" Before she could finish she was interrupted by the accented voice of a woman who spoke through a forced cheery smile. "Wait a minute.." She hollered out after him as he stood but all she received was a hauntingly distressed glance back as he disappeared into the crowd.
The barman returned set her order down right on the marked napkin.

"You don't want a piece of him princess...he's a dead man walking" A familiar voice sounded behind he "You gunna share that bottle with me?" That voice sent a shiver up Dusk's spine.

"Well fuck me" her words drawled out as sleaziest looking roughneck in the club dismissed the man now identified at 'M' . Dusk glared instantly recognising the man. It was none other then Dominic Lozano- in her opinion one of the cities most loathsome market men. Lozano was an opportunistic dealer known to make a quick buck. While Dusk stuck to her own questionable morals when working within the factions she did put in a tremendous amount of effort managing her contacts and setting networks unlike this fuck stain who would muscle his way into any deal he could just for the fun of it.
She knew this asshole all to well, to say she had a few unsavoury dealings with this jerk was an understatement. He was clearly on the top of her shit-list, hell she would have gotten Sonny to put him down hard after their last run-in a few weeks ago which saw Dusk and her partner Grange being robbed of a deal worth at least five grand, not exactly chump change but they knew better as he was protected species- he had some serious contacts within the New Order faction. Any source of action against him would cause some serious reaction from New Order and Dominic knew it well. Not even her contacts within New Order could give them that free pass.

"The pleasure would be mine" Dominic retorted licking his lips suggestively. Dusk scooped up the napkin and bottle in one hand and glass in the other. She suddenly felt suffocated and it intensified as he lent closer blocking her from leaving the bar.
Dusk rolled her her eyes "It's an absolute delight to see you again Dominic" sarcasm oozed from her words.
"Oh you missed me didn't you?" Dominic bantered back.
"What dragged out you out of the sewer tonight?.... No doubt screwing someone over yet again" Dusk said flatly.
"You know me" Dominic teased tracing his finger across her hand suggestively. It made her skin crawl so much she shuddered, how he could think he could ever get get a chance.
"Seriously!?" Dusk growled, turning away she tried to push past but he Dominic latched onto her wrist spilling the drink in her hand. He lent in close and whispered in her ear "Seriously Dee...I've got somethin real good lined up....and after tonight.... I think your gunna want me real close."
Dusk felt blindsided, first the man named 'M' with his erratic cry for help and now Dominic and his 'advice'. It was all straight out of left field. Dominic released her wrist and winked with a crooked smile. Dusk glanced between Dominic and Anita back at the booth, unimpressed she shook her head slowly. Dusk had nothing more to say and left him at the bar, the SOS napkin and bottle in hand.

I won't be posting till tonight for me...
Her mood had improved dramatically over the evening, she had been paid a hefty sum and the booze was beginning to give her a wonderfully warm buzz.
Dusk felt her way through the crowd to the bar- hands placed lightly in the general areas where people kept their cash, fingers brushing against hands and wrists scoping for watches. She was taking inventory as her father called it - Seeing what was worthy to 'lift' in the crowd. She wasn't there to steal but it had become more a practiced habit. Dusk smiled at random memory of her father.
"Pardon me" She politely squeezed into the nearest vacant space at the bar - between a couple so deep in conversation they ignored her and a rather uncomfortable looking young man, Dusk looked him over briefly. He had obviously been used as somebody's punching bag, you could clearly see that by the residing bruising, newly healing abrasion to his left cheek and the way he hung his head in his hands. Dusk pulled some cash out of her pocket and waved to the next available barman and game him a concise order "Top shelf bourbon, short glass, ice and I'll keep the bottle." The barman almost hesitated but she slid a high denomination cash note towards him "Keep the change" she added. The barman nodded and went to work with her order. Dusk tilted her head to suss her defeated looking neighbour out. People came to clubs usually to have a good time, he clearly wasn't enjoying himself.
"Ohh Honey... She's not worth it, no tail is" Dusk cheekily smiled at her lame attempt at a joke.
Hmmmm what to do..... So many ways this could all go down :D
Irish too... stereotype much? Lol :D
People moved around everywhere -chatting, drinking, laughing, dancing. Pity they didn't have a blues band instead of the overhyped DJ, Dusk could have really settled if that had been the case. While she didn't mind electronic music she grew up on a staple diet of blues and blues rock.
"Perfect, then Victor told you my price so I assume.... I don't need to count it" Dusk eyed the thick envelope being slid over the table towards her. In one swift smooth move she took the sealed payment, weighed it briefly in her hand before swift shoving into an inside pocket of her vintage tan leather jacket.

Dusk smirked cockily, as Anita - her new acquaintance was very forthcoming, already offering favours. Time to bring a bottle over and get those lips loose Running her hand through her chocolatey mop like hair and leaned in a little closer "Well honey... ain't that just sweet" Her Cajun drawl really was more pronounced when she drank "Have a drink with me" Dusk suggested "Then we'll discuss what you're good at."
Without giving Anita a chance to decline, Dusk was up, out of the booth an making her way over to the bar where her handsome barman was working.
@LetMeDoStuff I think that's a great post :)
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