Welcome Guest [Log In] [Register]
Welcome to The Disciples Of Grell. We hope you enjoy your visit.


You're currently viewing our forum as a guest. This means you are limited to certain areas of the board and there are some features you can't use. If you join our community, you'll be able to access member-only sections, and use many member-only features such as customizing your profile, sending personal messages, and voting in polls. Registration is simple, fast, and completely free.


Join our community!


If you're already a member please log in to your account to access all of our features:

Username:   Password:
Add Reply
  • Pages:
  • 1
  • 3
Devil's Dice; Oasis in the Desert
Topic Started: Apr 21 2009, 09:41 AM (1,151 Views)
Ace_Conway
Disciple
[ * ]
Grace, Didirk, and Band-
The drive from the reservation to Las Vegas takes a few hours as the foothills fall away to the flat, sun baked expanse of the desert. Small towns whip by as the sun lowers behind you setting the clouds overhead ablaze in streaks of bright orange, purple, and pink. Finally the sun sets and the desert begins to cool as night settles in and the stars spread out overhead in a dazzling display.

Grace you have hardly seen the sky so full of stars and blink up in wonder every now and again as you follow behind Didirik and Amelia on his motorcycle, while Freja slumbers on obliviously in the sidecar of your motorcycle. Maya trails behind in her car and when you glance back every once in a while you can see that she seems a bit pensive and sullen before the expression it is replaced with a small smile and a wave of acknowledgment.

Didirik your new and enhanced stamina means that you hardly feel tired after all the fighting and hours on the bike. You feel a calm settle over you as night falls and Amelia tightens her arms around your chest and lays her head against your shoulder as you drive. Your the first to notice as the stars start to fade overhead and finally when you pass over one last rise in the desert floor you see the sprawling island of light that is Las Vegas, you have finally come home. You hear Amelia breath in in admiration as she lifts her head from your shoulder, "It is beautiful."

Grace you have heard of Las Vegas but to see it for yourself for the first time is amazing, all the lights spread out in the darkness. You follow Didirik as he skirts through a quiet suburb, avoiding the glitz and glamour of the main strip. You follow him further into the city until he arrives at a large condo building of sleek steel and glass a few streets away from the rush of the Strip. He waves you into the parking garage behind him and you park the motorcycles on the top floor as Maya pulls her car up next to you.

He guides you to the elevator and up a few floors to his own condo. He pushes open the door after digging around in his coat for the keys and the first thing you see is the dazzling lights of the city out of the huge bay windows. One whole wall is made up of glass and the city of lights glimmers below. Didirik you feel a sense of calm lay over you as you enter into your condo and look out over your city, until you get the faintest hint that something is off.

Grace you notice Didirik stiffen and follow his stare to a couch pushed up against the wall to your left. You can easily recognize the man idly reclining in the seat but you don't recognize the man next to him.

"Hello Mr. Slaegr, I was hoping you would be along shortly." Agent Hammond notes looking up from a manilla folder in his hands as he drops it to the glass table in front of him. "I see you also brought along Amelia and Mrs. Summers, though I am not familiar with your other friend." Hammond notes with a nod towards Maya who regards him cooly. "I do hope you don't mind me and my associate enjoying some of your hospitality while we wait."

"This is Vasily Marinov, a young man from Russia and a member of the family. He is going to help you deal with an aquiantance of yours in the city as a little test run, much like when you dealt with Hichiro." Agent Hammond turns the Manilla folder on the table towards you and turns on a lamp filling the room with light and Didirik you can recognize the face staring up at you. It belongs to Mr. Vice, vice peddler and last chance man of the City of Sin.

Gabriel-
The firm is usually a busy droning hive of people, files, and computers keys clacking as the day passes. Clients, employees and opponents walk the well appointed hallways of the law firm on their way to meetings and depositions and all the bustle is handled with a quiet and firm order. The firm seems very different as night settles over the city and the usual bustle quiets to the solitary work of a few lawyers and aides.

You are one of those lawyers as you close the door to your office behind you, dropping the pile of files under your arm onto your desk. The lock clicks into place and you take a seat feeling the weight of the day on your shoulders. Since becoming a Scion you have begun to juggle a double life, lawyer by day and judge by night. You have broken up several gangs of titanspawn worshippers and fought a few monsters that lurked the shadows of the desert.

This new case is different, no more small time criminals or weak monsters, now you are ready to take down a much bigger prize. You flip open the top folder to look at the picture of your new targer, Mr. Olaf Vicellius, or Mr. Vice as he is called on the street. From the outside he is just another investor in many of the large casinos with a legitimate paper trail and the token donations to the right charities. Yet beneath the exterior you know he is so much more. Your guide had identified him as a member of the Svartalfar, dark elves and enemies of the Aesir and you finally had the evidence to bring him down. The files were full of financials that showed millions of dollars being brokered from one off shore account to the other, and the connections of each to Vicellius. Finally and most damning you had the string of murders, all the victims connected back to those who had seen him for one last chance at the tables. All more then enough evidence for you to decide he would be the next to be sent to your mother.

Your thoughts are interrupted by a knock on your door and an envelope sliding under as footsteps rapidly retreat. You pick up the envelope and open it to find a single piece of crips stationary printed with flowing writing.

"Mr. Hawkes I would be delighted if you would join me for dinner at the Palace, we have oh so much to talk about. -Mr Vice.

P.S. I have some of my associates downstairs waiting for you with a car, I wouldn't want you to get lost."
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Lunarmage
Member Avatar
Priest
[ *  *  * ]
Grace-
Grace enjoys the ride, even when she had finally elbowed her way into her own little piece of San Diago she hadn't felt this free. Las Vegas was everything she had heard and more. This was certainly going to be a interesting experience to be sure.
The sight of Tyr's errend boy in Rick's condo was both a suprise and expected all at the same time. "I really wish you would stop insinuating tha I am married. I figure a well educated man such as yourself would know the difference between a Mrs. and a Ms. Correct it next time, or I will correct it for you". Grace nods to the Russian man. "Glad to have ya, if your not with him". Grace hooks a thumb at Hammond

Vasily-
Hammond was a gracious if officious host. he worked his magic and procured for Vasily the proper papers to travel in this new country. Yet Vasily had the impression that Hammond saw him as nothing more then another piece ofsome chess board. Vasily always prefered Go, it was a game of territory, not pieces. The pieces were nothing compared to what they gained. If Hammond thought that he was going to try and brow beat Vasily into doing the things that he wanted, then there would have to be words.
The condo that Hammond brought him to was not Hammonds, Vasily knew this. No government would spend the kind of cash a place like this cost. I t had to be someones home that Hammond needed to see. Sure enough, the arrival of the Band confirmed Vasily's suspicions. As Hammond describes this 'test run' Vasily looks over at Hammond, then waits for the pretty American woman to finish speaking. "Hammond, son of Tyr you may be, but Vidar, my father already accepted me and already seen fit to gift me with powers and relics. Your approval and approval of your father are of no concern to me. I do not see why you insist on this little game".
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Deleted User
Deleted User

Gabriel

Still holding the note in hand, Gabriel gives out a little chuckle.
Who do they think they are dealing with, some straight out of law school
rookie? He says to himself while trying to contain a smirk. This was not the first time he had recieved a note dripping with promises of misfortune and it would surely not be the last. Grabbing his black leather brief case which also holds his dagger. He collects everything he thinks he might need, grabs his jacket and heads out the door. It would be rude to keep his ride and Mr.Vice waiting.
Quote Post Goto Top
 
Karl
Member Avatar
Ever-Hungry Wyrm
[ * ]
Rage boils beneath Didirik's skin.

(How DARE he come into my home?!! Who the hell does this son of a doggie biscuit think he is?!) His thoughts rage like a whirlwind in his mind, and he fights to regain control of himself.

Quote:
 
  "I do hope you don't mind me and my associate enjoying some of your hospitality while we wait."


"By all means....." he pauses deliberately "help yourselves."

He looks down at the manila envelope Hammond thrust his way and recognizes the man in the picture. (Vice?! This thug is involved with scions in some way? Why am I not surprised with all of his connections?) he thinks.

Quote:
 
He is going to help you deal with an aquiantance of yours in the city as a little test run, much like when you dealt with Hichiro."


Didirik glares at Hammond. "More of 'Daddy's damn tests? Doesn't he have something better to do?" he asks hotly.

Quote:
 
"Hammond, son of Tyr you may be, but Vidar, my father already accepted me and already seen fit to gift me with powers and relics. Your approval and approval of your father are of no concern to me. I do not see why you insist on this little game".


Rick chuckles at that from Vasily. "I tend to agree with our Russian friend here. He and I may get along fabulously."

He steps over to the bay windows overlooking the strip, and takes in the lights as he sighs. "If there's something going on in my backyard, I'll take care of it." he starts, "But NOT because some nosy god decides that he'd rather read a report than deal with it himself. This is MY turf, and I will not let anything happen to it while I'm still breathing."

Rick gestures to the envelope. "I'll setup a meeting with Vice. I know he'll be thrilled to see me again after our last rendezvous." He pulls his cell out of his pocket and calls up Vice's office.

(Hope theyr'e not too sore about the beating I gave his thugs last time we met) he thinks.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Ace_Conway
Disciple
[ * ]
Didirk, Grace, Vasily and Band-
"Ms. Summers then," Agent Hammond amends with a sinnous shrug.

"Mr. Marinov your father may have accepted you as his son and visited you but there are greater issues at hand in the halls of Asgard, thus my presence here." Hammond responds to Vasily before turning with a nod to Didirik.

"I just assumed you may wish to spearhead this particular manuver Mr. Slaegr." Hammond drops several pictures on the table and you look down recognizing some of the fellow high stake gamblers you know. They were all con men and sneaks in their own way but they were also decent guys who had worked the tables. "These aquaintences of yours all had the misfortune of making deals with Mr. Vice. If you don't find a way to break the contracts, well a contract with a svartalfar is rarely to a person's benefit."

Agent Hammond stands with a nod to everyone present his hands brushing down his suit. "I have other matters to attend to but you can contact me by cell if you need me." He turns to Amelia with a small bow of respect. "Goodbye Amelia it was a delight to see you." With a shimmer like sunlight over water Agent Hammond disappears from the room as the light seems to cocoon around him.

"Spirits preserve me but that man is an asshole." Maya notes with a loud snort of laughter. She puts on a mock expression standing up straight and adjusting an imaginary suit. "I have other matters to attend to." Her voice is pitched in a solemn parody of Hammond.

Amelia giggles as she pats Didirk on the arm. "I'm sorry about Hammond Rick, he trusted another member of our group when we were all new Scions and the man betrayed him, he hasn't been the same since. I don't think I've seen him laugh or smile in years, now he is just as dour as his father."

Amelia turns to Vasily as the phone rings softly in Didirk's ear. "Hi Vasily it is nice to meet you. I am Amelia, daughter of Frigg, our friend on the phone is Didirk, his father is Loki. I guess we will be working together for a while."

"Maya Cloud, daughter of the Thunderbird." Maya gives Vasily a nod while taking a seat and watching Didirk intently. "Who is this Mr. Vice?" She asks looking around to everyone else in the room while Didirk is on the phone.

The phone finally picks up and Mr. Vice's warm tones greet Didirk's ears. "Hello Didirik, I was so worried you wouldn't call me. I was glad to hear you returned to town my friend. I do so hope you will be able to join me at the Palace for dinner, I am meeting another associate. I just sent a car for him so if you hurry we can hold dinner for you, and your other friends of course." His laughter is rich and utterly fake just before the phone cuts off.

Gabriel

You head downstairs with your briefcase in hand and as you exit the sliding doors of the law firm you immediately spot Mr. Vice's men. You recognize one as his main thugs, Stacks, his thick neck straining at the collar of his expensive black suit and his eyes dark and hard. "Mr. Vice sends his greetings." He says tersely holding open the door to the awaiting black Cadillac.

After you enter Stack closes the door and climbs into the passenger side in the front and the driver heads off into the city. You soon pull up to a side entrance of the casino and are lead inside by two other men in suits who open the door. You cross through the main lobby and take the elevator to the top, the site of a small and quite posh restaurant for those guests who want a little extra class. It is decorated in the style of old vegas, with casual wealth and the refined taste of glass chandeliers and roccoco art. The room is empty save for several more thugs arranged around the far walls, dark shades on and features inscruitable. The only other occupant lounges idly in a large leather bound chair with a glass of red wine held idly in one hand. He is strikingly handsome with coal black hair and a pair eyes that seem to be solid black in the low lighting. He is just closing a small phone and tucking it into the pocket of his expensive black suit.

"Mr. Hawkes I am so glad you could make it to our little party. I just got off the phone with the other members on the guest list." He snaps his fingers and a waiter hurries out from the door on the far wall, a bottle of red wine and a crystal glass in hand. He sets it down on the table and pours and then disappers back into the kitchen with elegant efficency. "Please join me my friend, they have an absolutely wonderful Trockenbeerenauslese, Riesling wine." He raises his glass in a mock toast before taking a sip. "Perhaps we can talk some business before our friends arrive."
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Karl
Member Avatar
Ever-Hungry Wyrm
[ * ]
Rick's eyes narrow as the memory comes flooding back to him.

(He wanted me to sign my soul over in a contract. I remember that now. I can't believe I forgot about that. It should've been the first thing I remembered when I saw that picture)

Quote:
 
"Spirits preserve me but that man is an asshole."



Rick grins at that. "That he is. That he is. But his connections are very useful." he says to Maya.


He looks at the group as he puts the phone into his pocket. "We have a dinner date with Vice. He's at Caesar's, in the penthouses. Sounds like he has company, and he's been keeping tabs on us. He knows that you are all with me here." he informs them.

"If you'll excuse me, it's been several days on the road now, and I know we all will probably benefit from a little relaxation. The guest bath is right down the hall if you need to freshen up, and the fridge is stocked up. I need to take a shower really fast."

Rick heads back to his room and hops in the shower, thinking over all the allegations/stories about vice and remembering that night where his father walked him out of the dangerous situation he found himself in.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Lunarmage
Member Avatar
Priest
[ *  *  * ]
Grace-
"I have little sympathy for him Amellia, who hasn't been betrayed at least once in their lives? As it stands, I could use a shower though Freja needs something to eat". Grace turns and walks towards the kitchen with Freja following along behind her. Once Grace is in the kitchen she finds a couple pounds of hambuger and puts it on a plate for Freja. Grace sits on the floor and feeds Freja before taking a shower and donning clean clothes. Once she is clean she wanders back out into the main room. Seeing Vasily still there she looks him over. A mountain of a man, even sitting he could look her in the eye. His hands clothed in leather and metal gloves. She remembered something Hildr had told her about Vidar. He wore boots of Leather and Metal cast off from mens boots. Thousands of years had gone by since that myth had been made, who could say how many tons of leather and metal had been cast off? "I am Grace, daughter of Odin. If you are anything like yor father, then I think you are a perfect addition to the Band. I welcome you as a Brother, and as Family".

Vasily-
Vasily nods his agreement with Grace and wonders at her failure to introduce herself or her lineage. But shrugs it off and watches as she leaves with her dog. Her demeanor speaks of someone used to command but willing to let others lead as situations arise to allow it. Vasily's thoughts of Grace are turned away as Amelia introduces herself and Didirk. "It is pleasure to meet you, as you have heard my father is Vidar. I believe in honesty and forthrightness. I bring to ths group, this Band some baggage. My previous Band was slaughtered by Mother of Grendel. I only escaped with the aid of Uller's Stride and much luck. Father sent me here to join another Band. Hammond picked me up at airport". Vasily shakes his head at the memory. "Either way, I am here now". Vasily sits and waits for the others to shower and do whatever it is they do. When Grace emerges and finally introduces herself, Vasily stands and issues a short bow. 'It is pleasure, and it is honor to stand with you".
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Deleted User
Deleted User

Gabriel admires the artwork as much as he can despite the not so friendly vibe coming from the men he passes along the way. He enters a room and is taken aback by what he sees. A man whom is stunningly handsom, dark hair and dark eyes. A man who matches his "type" to almost the letter. It takes Gabriel a minute to remember why he was there in the first place, this man is a criminal and must be forced to face the punishments coming to him. Regaining his composure he takes the glass of wine with a polite nod. "What would you like to discuss Mr. Vice?" he ask with the charm any Harvard graduate should be gifted with.
Quote Post Goto Top
 
Ace_Conway
Disciple
[ * ]
Grace, Didirik, Vasily, and Band
Maya and Amelia follow Grace into the kitchen and make up some sandwiches while talking quietly. They also take their turns grabbing showers and Amelia comes out dressed in a long gray dress picked out with threads of gold and a metal link belt her hair swept up and clipped in place with her transformed bow.

Maya comes out in a light brown dress with a sinuous, organic pattern. She looks down at her own spear and frowns a little as she weaves the feather back into her hair. "What do you think he will say if we show up armed? I don't much like the thought of going in without my Shaman Spear or Eagle Cry."

"With the svartalfar he would probably be more insulted if we weren't armed." Amelia adds packing things back into her bag. "They live for the kind of intrigue and tension of these moments, and opportunities to be brutual." She wrinkles her nose in distates. "We have to be careful though, some svartalfar are very strong and we might not be ready to deal with him."

Gabriel
"I had despaired at finding dinner guests." Vice notes as you take the glass with a nod. "My associates are effective but hardly prone to polite conversation." He notes with a nod of his head to the thugs.

"I'm aware that you have been looking into my finances and my businesses." Mr. Vice rolls the wine around in his glass watching it distractedly effecting an aura of casual calm. "I am also aware of your, how should I say, nocturnal activities to clean up the city."

Mr. Vice snaps his fingers and Stacks appears to hand him a manilla folder. He places it on the table between you and looks at you for a moment in silence. "Now I won't be so crass as to offer you money, power, and unending youth to get you to give up your case against me. I think I can make you a better offer. A young man such as yourself could do quite a lot for the world with the help of someone like me." He gives a deep warm smile and leans forward a bit resting his hand on your arm as you feel a hot blush rush through you. "We could do so very much for eachother," he pauses for a beat with promise in his eyes, "and for the city. I have quite a few connections among my kind, and I could provide you with weapons and items of power that would be the envy of anything the dwarves or alfar could make for you. I have my men here at your disposal and my own talents and powers. You could make this city safe from any supernatural threat with that much support behind you and I could teach you how to channel new powers, with my help you could rise up the ranks of Scions and become a god in your own right."

Mr. Vice slides several polaroids of a gorgeous pent house apartment overlooking the city and pushes them towards you with a chuckle. "Though that is not to say I can't offer the creature comforts in life. Money, food, wine, company, all at your finger tips and all I ask is for us to be partners." Vice takes a long sip of his wine licking his lips as he places the glass back on the table and one of his men steps forward to refill it.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Lunarmage
Member Avatar
Priest
[ *  *  * ]
Grace-
Grace comes out dressed in the garb of her sisters with the armor covering her torso. She has no intention of going to this meeting without proper protection. Freja will have to stay here until they return. As Maya asks about going armed Grace chuckles. "I am always armed. Vidar gave me a weapon that I could dismiss or summon at will. Reprisal is a great weapon. I am sure we can all maintain out calm long enough to determine how we must proceed".

Vasily-
Vasily flexes his hands and the metal studs on his gloves shift to form steel knuckles, then shift again to form heavy gauntlets that cover his hands and forearm. "I am never without weapons. Even without gloves, I am strong enough to tear trees from ground. Though I prefer not to use weapon. My father says that there are many ways to beat someone. Perhaps someone should be looking into means to destroy this Vice though his money. Machiavelli he say that money can bring power, and with power you can destroy anyone. Niccalo very smart man".
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Karl
Member Avatar
Ever-Hungry Wyrm
[ * ]
Rick comes out of the shower, feeling refreshed, and ready for action.

He's wearing his usual attire - Black form-fitting shirt, black cargo pants with military-issue boots and a black trench coat.

He smiles as he sees Amelia in her dress with her gold chain in her hair.

(She looks beautiful) he thinks.

He raises an eyebrow as he sees Grace sporting her full set of armor.

"Gee, you think that'll go un-noticed in the streets of Vegas?" he adds with a chuckle.

"Maybe we can pass you off as a 'performer' in some new stage show. All you'd need to complete the look would be glitter all over you." he says teasingly.


He waits for the rest of the team to gather in the living room and heads for the door.

"The Palace isn't far from here. We better not keep our host waiting."
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Deleted User
Deleted User

Inwardly you curse your name when you feel the blush start to rise. What kind of lawyer blushes? Lawyers are supposed to be calm, cool, and collected. Not turn a shade of red when simply touched. Gabriel takes another sip of his wine while listening to Mr. Vices offer. "We could do so much fo each other" After hearing this part Gabriels ears perk up, and a little wine slips down his airway. Its kinda hard to look cool while your trying to catch your breath. After regaining some compsure Gabriel listens to the rest of Mr.Vice's offer. Feigning intrest in the polaroids of the beautiful pent houses. " I regret to inform you that I am a man of the law, Mr.Vice. So your bribes and promises as tempting as they are will not work" says Gabriel whilst in his mind he ponders why the good looking ones are always so bad.
Quote Post Goto Top
 
Lunarmage
Member Avatar
Priest
[ *  *  * ]
Grace glares at Rick as he mentions glitter. "I will not deck myself out like some $5 hooker just to fit in, or conform to the 'standard' that everyone else seems to like. As it is, I think that showing up like this will prove that we aren't messing around and we aren't wearing kid gloves".
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Karl
Member Avatar
Ever-Hungry Wyrm
[ * ]
rick chuckles.


"I'm not saying I care what Vice thinks, I was just saying it will attract alot of attention from the tourists. Don't be surprised if you get asked for autographs or photo ops while we're headed to the palace." he says with a grin.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Ace_Conway
Disciple
[ * ]
Didirik, Grace, Vasily, and Band
Maya and Amelia both laugh at the mention of Grace decking herself out in glitter. Maya looks relieved that someone else is going into the meeting obviously armed as she grips the handle of her spear.

The band heads out from Didirik's condo building and climbs back into their cars and motorcycles the head down the Palace. You pull into the parking garage attatched to the back of the building and gather together in the parking garage.

"So where do we find this Vice guy?" Maya asks looking through the opening in the parking garage up at the glittering facade of the Palace.

At Maya's cue four thick necked security guards step out of the elevator at the far side of the parking complex. Didirik you recognize the head security guard as one of the guards from your first visit with Mr. Vice.

"Mr. Vice would like to welcome you to the Palace." He greets you with a nod. "If you will follow me I will take you to his rooms."

You follow behind the man and into the elevator which takes you down to the main entrance to the casino. You follow him across the brightly lit gambling floor as you weave your way through waitresses, tourists, and slot machine gray hairs. Finally you come to another elevator and he waves you inside stepping in after you all enter and pushing a key card into a reader as the doors slide shut. The elevator dings as it reaches the final floor and the doors slide opening revealing Mr. Vice's rooms.

Mr. Vice looks up from his conversation with a dark haired young man in a suit, his face spreading into a smile you'd find on a hammer head shark. He removes one hand from where it rests on the young man's forearm picking up his glass in a mock toast. "Didirik, my dear friend, it is so good to see you back in the city. I'm glad you could bring such delightful and gorgeous guests to our little dinner party."

Vice rises fluidly from his chair and gives a bow to each of the ladies with Didirik. "Ms. Summers, Ms. Orchard, Ms. Cloud. I am honored to have such beauties at my table. Also Mr. Marinov, Zdravstvuyte,Prijatno poznakomit'sa." He greets Vasily with a flawless Russian accent. He waves you all to take a seat around the table turning with a wink to the young man. "Of course it is nice to also have such handsome company as Mr. Hawkes here as well." Mr. Vice adds warmly as he retakes his own seat. "So how have your travels been so far Didirik?"

Gabriel
Mr. Vice pouts as you decline his offer before shooting you a mischevious grin. "Now I can respect you as a lawful man Gabriel, but I hardly think you need to be confined by the laws of mortals." Mr. Vice leans forward placing his wine glass on the table and laying his hand on your arm as you can feel another flush of warmth from his touch. "Last I checked there was nothing on the books about ancient magical deals." He smiles at his own cleverness, "I really wish you would consider my offer. I could make things comfortable for you, and I can see to it that you have all the resources you need to fight the Titans. I have no love for their kind and their desire to destroy creation and humanity, I love humanity and all their silly foibles, I just know the value of a good bargain."

Mr. Vice cuts off as the doors to the elevator slide open revealing his other guests. He removes his hand from your arm and you can feel the heat leave as his attention turns to the new comers. The heat returns as he winks at you and fixes you with another one of his bedroom looks.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Lunarmage
Member Avatar
Priest
[ *  *  * ]
Grace-
Grace admires the scenery, but is turned off by the obvious oppulace. She prefered something more toned down and well, normal. As Vice greets them she feels the urge to walk up and kick him in the balls, but quells the urge as quickly as it rises. Grace mearly smiles, more a grimace, and stands ready for another long and drawn out parly between Rick and Vice. This was Rick's scene not hers.

Vasily-
Vasily requests a ride from Maya as he does not yet have a vehical in which to ride. Once at the Palace he looks around, not really seeing anything of interest besides the guards, Vasily chooses to spend his time disecting their movements, trying to determine how strong, lilth and tough they are. If it comes down to a brawl, Vasily gauges he is the strongest and toughest of the group. So it will be up to him to meet the enemy at the front lines, something he looks forward to.
The greeting by Vice is to be expected, a man of this power should know all who come before him, and languages they speak easily. Vasily returns the greeting, but only as a Hello, as it was not a pleasure to meet such slime. To Vasily, it was only a pleasure to crush all who would corrupt and twist the works of Grandfather. The World was Created by Odin and his brothers, and all within it was theirs to command. Not this pompus ass. Vasily calmly stretches his hands and waits.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Deleted User
Deleted User

After listening to the next offer Gabriel pretends to consider it. Magical deals? This man could be a lawyer with all the loophooles he's possibly found Gaberiel thought to himself. Theirs doesnt seem to be any reason I can't play along though, at least get what I want. Gaberiel tries to lean closer to Mr.Vice as the elevator door slides open.
Mr.Vice stands immediately to greet his guest Gaberiel notices a couple of hot chicks in the group and stands also to be polite. Something else catches his eye, a tall man dressed in very heavy looking gloves, a cute russian apparently. He hears his name and sees Mr.Vice giving him a wink. Gaberiel tries to give off a dignified smile hoping that his blush has gone away.
Quote Post Goto Top
 
Karl
Member Avatar
Ever-Hungry Wyrm
[ * ]
Rick's eyes scan the room for any signs of danger other than Vice. He does a quick glanceover, pausing on the newly introduced scion at the table. "Hawkes." he acknowledges.


Quote:
 
"Didirik, my dear friend, it is so good to see you back in the city."


Rick smirks at that. "As I recall, our last meeting didn't go so well. I wouldn't have figured you'd have fond memories of me at all. I'm glad to see we can be civil though."

Quote:
 
"So how have your travels been so far Didirik?"


"Very enlightening, so far. I have found that I have developed a taste for country living, and a healthy respect for things until recently unknown."

He moves to sit at the table with Mr. Hawkes, and begins running his father's chip over his fingers. He gestures to the opulent surroundings. "Your men must've told you the joke from the basement last time. Nice to see you took the suggestion about the penthouse."

Rick stops twirling the coin across his fingers and holds it steady in his palm. "I hear you've been up to your old tricks. Still getting hapless players to sign your contracts, Vicellius? And it seems I was wrong about the reasons, it seems. Since when have you been interested in what the Greeks are doing?"
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Ace_Conway
Disciple
[ * ]
Mr. Vice turns to Didirk with interest after giving Gabriel one last fond smile. "I do so apologize over our last meeting Didirik. I wouldn't have made you such a silly offer had I realized you had so many skills to bring to the table. I have been friends with your father for a very long time, ever since he tricked me out of my very first deal."

Mr. Vice smiles, and for the first time it seems totally honest, as he remembers some nostalgic time. "Yes Stacks did share your impressions from the basement so I thought perhaps you'd like a loftier vantage. Not everyone shares the Svartalfar's preference for the deep places.

Mr. Vice's brows furrow at your mention of the Greeks. "The Greek's can throw a good party but I steer clear of them, too many times they have gotten lucky on my dice and walked away clean. The deals I make with mortals are not the same as those I make with Scions. Mortals get a simple deal one last chance at glory and in exchange I get a marker with Hel, she is a hard person to deal with but send enough souls her way and she can be convinced to tell you such interesting things."
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Lunarmage
Member Avatar
Priest
[ *  *  * ]
Grace looks over at Vice. "Does the name Cycnus mean anything to you? Cause if it does, you may want to bend your considerable talent to getting out of the deal you made with him. Every doop he has gotten so far, has met with an unplesant end".

Vasily-
Vasily crosses his arms and looks over the assembled guards Vice has in the room, and grins at them.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Deleted User
Deleted User

Gabriel takes his seats and gives polite nod to Rick. This group of people obviously had some history with Mr.Vice, thought Gabriel. It would be best to sit back and watch how this meeting will play out.
Quote Post Goto Top
 
Ace_Conway
Disciple
[ * ]
Mr. Vice's smile curls into a frown as he spits on the floor beside the table. "Do not speak the name of my brother's accursed partner. Ever since he sided with that man he has brought nothing but chaos to my city."

Mr. Vice's 10 guards all watch this with silent solemn eyes, Stacks in the background idly cracking his knuckles as he watches with interest from behind his dark glasses.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Karl
Member Avatar
Ever-Hungry Wyrm
[ * ]
Quote:
 
"Do not speak the name of my brother's accursed partner. Ever since he sided with that man he has brought nothing but chaos to my city."


Didirik's eyebrows raise at this turn of events.

"A brother? Please don't tell me his nom de guerre is 'Sin'" he says with a hint of amusement in his voice.

"This does make things a bit better, though. I thought this didn't seem your cup of tea. You always had a reputation for control, and a partner just didn't seem to fit."

He resumes flipping the coin through his fingers on the table with a thoughtful look crossing his face. "How close are you and your brother........." Rick draws out, leaving the statement open ended as his eyes flick to Vicellius'.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Ace_Conway
Disciple
[ * ]
"Yes my younger brother, Vanitavis." Mr. Vice says the name as though it leaves the taste of something foul in his mouth. "After I left the old world to make my fortunes here in the new world he followed after me, then after I took the name Mr. Vice to fit your culture he copied me by taking the name Mr. Vanitas, it is old latin for Vanity. I deal in last chances and indulgences, my brother deals in beauty. As a price those who sign my deals go about their lives given that chance at glory and then when they die they go to the halls of Hel under my ticket, which wins me favor in her eyes. What my brother does is very different, he gives people the youth and beauty they have always desired and in doing so strips away who they are."

Mr. Vice stares at the wine in his glass as though it has gone sour before looking across the table at the collected Scions. "At first it was nothing big, the people would just turn icy and cold. Then he fell in with this Cycnus some time during Prohibition and things got out of control. He wasn't happy to just strip away their appearances, he started to drive them mad. They could look like anyone they wanted but the price was who they were, that is enough to drive anyone crazy, and it is pointlessly destructive. An unstable world is not good for business."
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Karl
Member Avatar
Ever-Hungry Wyrm
[ * ]
"Vanity, huh? It fits if beauty's his bag. I don't recall hearing of him, but he's probably not more into the casino circuit anyways."

Rick give Vice a pointed look. "Don't suppose you'd be willing to point us in the right direction? You'll have two positives here: 1.) Cycnus will be out of your hair, and 2.)No more crazy people = better business."
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
1 user reading this topic (1 Guest and 0 Anonymous)
ZetaBoards - Free Forum Hosting
Enjoy forums? Start your own community for free.
Learn More · Register for Free
Go to Next Page
« Previous Topic · Scion: Child of War · Next Topic »
Add Reply
  • Pages:
  • 1
  • 3

Black Water created by tiptopolive of IDS